6 months after the founding of the Sex Empire…

Overlooking a moderately sized village on a hill stood an absolutely gorgeous woman. With red hair that could have possibly reached all the way to the ground if it wasn't tied up into a pony tail, and a simple tight black dress that covers up, but leaves enough to the imagination. The Black Dogs would've gladly added her to their sex market ages ago, if it wasn't for the large black like wings on her back, the pile of collapsed men around her, and the horrible scowl on her face.

Trash. That was how she described this sorry state of a kingdom. If any mortals heard what she was thinking, they would be very surprised. Shouldn't a succubus like her be practically in love with this type of scenario? Why is a demon whose sole existence is sex be so disgusted with the Sex Empire?

Tch. The Succubus clicked her tongue and glanced at the men she drained earlier today. Their faces looked like something was sucked straight out of them through a straw, but they were all still alive and well. If this was a normal kingdom, they would all be dead and she would have had a full course meal.

But no.

Because of the constant sex both men and women were experiencing every day, her food source has become more disgusting. It's like if someone was chewing on your food for a good long time, and then they OFFER it to you. There were hardly any virgins in this godforsaken kingdom. Now half a year later, the Succubus can't even have a cock inside of her without the urge to throw up. It was beyond infuriating.

"Thank goodness that those Black Dogs got new members from foreign lands, or I probably would've starved." The Succubus sighed. Deciding to get away from the lingering stench of rotten food, the woman unfurled her black wings and took to the skies above. Leaving the approaching angry cries of the men's comrades behind on the ground.

"What should I do now? Eostia has become northing more than a dumpster fire, and with the way current leader is, the surrounding kingdoms will follow suit..." The Succubus continued to fly aimlessly while mumbling to herself.

BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG

"HUH!?" The Succubus skidded to a stop, or at least the flying equivalent of it. She looked for signs of any trouble, but couldn't see find anything noteworthy. "What...what was that?"

BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG

There it is again! This time, the Succubus was able to determine the location of the sudden noises, which was inside her own head. At first, the Succubus started thinking she was going insane from the lack of food, but the banging of the drums stirred something inside of her. Something...familiar.

"Those four beats...I... remember those..." Nostalgic memories immediately flooded her mind. The hammers of the weapon forge, the marching of the demonic soldiers, the wide open battlefield that housed thousands of humans fighting for survival.

The Succubus eventually resumed her flight, except now the flight had a destination. She did not know exactly where she was going, but that didn't matter to her as there was only one thing on her mind as of this moment:

Where is he?

The entire flight took about 2 weeks, and in those two weeks, she could tell from the changes on the earth below her that great things were about to come to fruition. All of the animals were fleeing from one direction. Birds on their migration flight deviated immediately, wolves and various other critters seeked shelter into the deepest of caves, and something she was not expecting, an imp that hung himself from a tree branch.

Hmph. These imps would rather face death than face possible punishment. The Succubus glared at the corpse and continued her flight to the source of the beats. But not before she used her magic to fling the body towards a pack of wolves to feed them.

BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG

Those four beats were her only source of determination for the last two weeks. Every time she felt she was about to collapse from exhaustion, those beats would sound off and her stamina was immediately restored. The Succubus didn't even need to feed on unsuspecting men on the way too, as the drums made her feel full with each sound off. When her journey first started, those were the only times she would hear it, but now, the drums were consistently playing. Every day, at the start of every hour.

She was getting closer to the source, she can feel it!

It was around the beginning of the third week of her journey that she noticed a small opening on the side of a seemingly unimportant mountain. Normally, the Succubus wouldn't have paid it a second thought if it wasn't for the sudden pull of magic that was forcing her to go inside the cave. Thinking that her whole journey was actually a trap, the Succubus tried with all her might to break free from the traction. Unfortunately, the magic was too strong and she could only watch as her body went on auto pilot to the cave.

Damn it, how god damn naïve of me. The Succubus thought in defeat as she floated in front of the entrance. The feelings of nostalgia blinded me, and I let my guard down. The sounds of footsteps coming out of the cave were getting louder and louder. The Succubus closed her eyes, not wanting her kidnappers to see the disgraceful look on her face.

I wonder if it's the Black Dogs? She pondered. Considering the amount of prep time they did to take down not only Olga, but Celestine and her alliance, I shouldn't be surprised. If they want to turn something into their sex slaves, they'll wait as long as they can- Suddenly, the magic that was keeping her held up in the air disappeared, and the Succubus immediately landed on her butt on the pointy rocks of the cave.

"OW!" She hissed in pain while rubbing her already sore ass. "Geez, you could've been more gentle about it-"

"Sorry for the dragging you down here like that Minerva, but knowing you, you'd probably fly over it multiple times" A deep, masculine voice called out to her.

The eyes of the Succubus, Minerva, immediately shot wide open in surprise for two reasons. One, only a select few people knew her true name, and Two, she recognized the voice of the one who said her name. She looked up and her gaze immediately fell on the man standing right in front of her. Even after all these years, he still hasn't changed one bit. The short blond hair, the butler like outfit he has always worn, the piercing golden eyes that boasted great intelligence, the pure black wings folded behind his back, and finally, his smile. The smile which had two different meanings that depended on the situation. If you were his enemy, the smile would make you beg for death, and if you were his friend/ally, his smile would comfort you and tell you everything was going to be all right.

Right now, THAT was the smile he was giving her, and Minerva didn't realize how much she missed that smile until she felt the tears on her cheeks. She didn't have what it took to control herself, and she immediately launched herself up from the ground to tackle hug the man.

"JONAH! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" Minerva opened her arms for the biggest hug of affection in her life...

...only for Jonah to sidestep away from her, which led Minerva to dive face first back into the dirt.

"..."

"...wwwwwwwhhhhhhhyyyyyy."

Minerva felt her body float up from the ground and re orient so that she would be properly standing. Jonah walked up to her and cleared off the remaining speck of dust off her hair and her dress. All while he still had that smile on his face. With that taken care of, Jonah walked past Minerva and gestured her to follow him deeper into the cave, which she did.

"Minerva, trust me when I say this, I am also filled to the brim with excitement about reuniting with my comrades again." Jonah reassured her while they were walking, as her pouting face was clearly visible. "However, as of right now, we do not have luxury of reminiscing of the past. I'm sure you heard them too, yes? The beating of the drums?"

Minerva nodded. "Yes, I did. After all these years, I couldn't just ignore them." Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind. "Hold on a second, if you heard them too, then...does that mean...?"

Jonah smiled once again, a slight hint of mischief behind it. "Continue with me deeper in the cave and find out."

The deeper they went into the caves, the natural formation of rock slowly started disappearing, only for it to be replaced with various types of manmade objects. Expertly crafted stone pillars supported the ceiling above them; similarly shaped stone tiles eventually lined the floors she walked. While the sudden transition did intrigue Minerva, that wasn't what got her attention.

Covering almost every inch of the ground and walls were the remains of almost every type of seal and binding magic you could think of. Torn talismans from the east, Elvish runes all smudged and barely legible, paragraphs of prayers inscribed on the wall were now part of the rubble all over the floor, and there were other types she either couldn't recognize or too destroyed to even tell what they even were.

"Jonah..." Minerva asked while she picked up a piece of a talisman. "Did you do all this...?" He responded with a shake of his head.

"It was like this when I got here. In fact, it's still kind of in the process of happening." Jonah pointed to a section that still had intact talismans attached to the wall. At that exact moment, Minerva felt a powerful presence appear near them, and the talismans were then ripped to shreds. The presence she felt quickly disappeared after that.

"All these bindings...for what?" She muttered. "What exactly is in this cave Jonah? What was mankind so afraid of, they would rather seal and forget about it?"

Jonah remained silent for a minute before responding. "Come. We're almost there. The others are waiting."

"So they ARE here! Why didn't you just straight up tell me!?"

They continued on through the hallway of seals while bickering amongst themselves, occasionally seeing a vast majority of seals being either torn apart, burnt, and even exploded at one point. Eventually, they reached the end of the hallway with a massive door at the end of it. As well as two familiar faces having a conversation right in front of it.

"Qree! Thornton!" Minerva exclaimed while waving her arms and running towards them. "It's me, Minervaaaaa!" The sudden noise had one of the figures, a humanoid with a deer skull for a head, drop into a battle stance, but they immediately relaxed when it saw who was coming.

"Minerva! It's so nice to see you again sweetie!" a motherly voice emanated from the creature as the succubus dived straight into its elongated and very bloody arms for a hug.

"AAAGHH!" Minerva immediately jumped away from the monster and looked at the state of her dress, which now has spots of red all over it. "Really Qree? You could've said you had a couple of humans to eat before I jumped onto you." She snapped her fingers and all the blood disappeared, but her expression showed that she was still slightly annoyed.

Qree rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment. "Sorry about that. Didn't have time to clean up. Considering...you know what."

"Speaking of you know what...what are we going to do about this door here?"

Both women looked at the other man in the room. At least, that was what he looked like now. Currently, he looked like some kind of warlord from the north, complete with a gigantic beard and a hammer hanging from his hip. The man was staring at the door with a serious look on his face, something that basically screams, No time for fun, I'm always serious.

Minerva's response to that statement was to laugh. Hard.

"WHA-HEY WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT!?" The man screamed. His disguise fluctuating as he yelled.

"HAHAHAHAHA...I-I'm sorry Thornton...I just... I still can't take you seriously when you try to look cool! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Thornton gave off a huge groan and his body shimmered until the warlord skin disappeared and his true form was out in display. He looked similar to an 18-20 year old human teenager, the clothes he wore were just simple rags, a white shirt and brown pants. Thornton was also almost completely see through, and the lower half of his legs was just not there.

"Geez, if I could die again, I would do so immediately so I wouldn't have to hear that annoying laugh again." The spirit muttered. Despite the annoyed look on his Thornton's face, everyone in the room could tell he was also happy to see them again.

Everyone!

The friendly atmosphere around the demons immediately disappeared and all three individuals stood at attention to face Jonah. His kind smile has been replaced with that of a veteran commander. Not a single demon dared to move a muscle, not because they were afraid of Jonah, but because their experiences in the past have gained them immense respect for each other. That illusion almost immediately shattered with his next words.

"Now, I know that we've already been through this explanation at least three times already." Said Jonah. "But considering that Minerva was SLIGHTLY late to this, we need to explain what is going on."

If any humans were near the vicinity of the mountain while this was happening, they would be able to hear incredibly loud groaning and whining coming from it.

"WHAT!? HE'S HERE!? RIGHT BEHIND THIS DOOR!?" Minerva yelled in confusion and anger. "But...500 years ago...Celestine and Olga said-"

"Celestine and Olga lied to us, Minerva." Qree said, who was also slightly miffed at the revelation herself, despite having time to process the information the longest. "Jonah believes that they did it so that we wouldn't have any thoughts to release him from his prison."

Minerva's eyes turned red in response to her statement. "We had an agreement before the final battle, and we honored it! If they just told us, we wouldn't have any problems!"

"Are you sure about that? Remember how many of our troops abandoned the Hell Knights after news of our Lord's defeat was given? Even if they did tell us they sealed Him away, creatures like those traitorous imps would still be raping and pillaging all over Eostia." Thornton had a disgusted look on his face as he thought back to the first time he saw the majority of their imps abandon their master.

The specter sighed. "Well, in any case, what two elves said in the past doesn't really matter now in the present. With Celestine and Olga dethroned and defiled, there is nothing in Eostia that can stop his return."

Minerva's eyes slowly reverted back to their original blue shade. While she was examining the strange door that kept their master in, she had only one question for the man who was here first.

"Jonah. How do we get him out of here?"

The fallen angel simply waved his hand, and immediately 8 spheres of various colors appeared on the door. Minerva was about to ask him what exactly were these spheres, until her hand brushed against the pink one nearest to her. The pink sphere shattered, and out of the remains of it was some kind of real time viewing of the pink haired Princess Prim, who they can all see was being double penetrated by two pig men. The image quickly faded away, and the indentation that held the pink sphere was now empty.

"What...was that?" asked Minerva. "Why did we all just see Prim getting raped in this cave?" She glanced at the rest of her comrades waiting for an answer.

"Because Minerva, this door was created and sealed by Olga, Celestine, and the rest of her Shield Alliance." Jonah explained. "While the members of the present Shield Alliance are obviously different, Celestine made sure that the power of the seals was transferred on to the new members."

"And now with them all turned into sex slaves by the Black Dogs..." Qree added.

"...what little power the seals have can be easily destroyed with a single touch." Thornton finished.

"Ah...I...see." Minerva said with a slight hesitation. If all they needed to do was to touch the seals, then that was great! However, she found it slightly odd that the scene that they just witnessed was exactly the same scene she saw when the Feoh fortress fell. When she first arrived at the fortress, Minerva could tell that girl was kind of sheltered, considering how quickly her mind broke with all the fucking she went through. Keep someone away from the supposedly bad stuff for too long, and the moment they get exposed it, they immediately become addicted to it just due to it being a new experience.

"Now that we got necessary explanations out of the way," Jonah interrupted her thoughts. "Everyone! Hold out your hands and concentrate your power into the seals! Show the magic that their wielders have fallen in your memories of the event!"

Minerva took a couple of steps away from the door and stood side by side with her comrades. All four demons held their hands up, and streams of light out of them which sunk into the various orbs on the door. One by one in quick succession, the orbs shattered upon contact with the opposing magic. With each destruction of the seals, more foggy images emanated from the remains.

...The Princess Knight of Iris, Alicia Arcturus, being gangbanged in an alleyway.

...The Shrine Maiden from the East, Kaguya, forcing men to cum inside her ass.

...The Queen of the Mercenaries, Maia, accepting her new role as a cum dumpster.

...Leader of the Half-lings, Luu-Luu, spit roasted by orcs.

...The Holy Knight, Claudia Levantine, raped in her cell by her father-in-law.

And after all of those images faded away, the last two orbs, the pure white and darkest black, shattered. What was revealed after their destruction showed Olga Discordia enjoying a crowd of men violating her body, and the other image showed Celestine Lucross being fucked in every hole right on the doorstep of her own temple.

With the final locks of the door destroyed, whatever was sealed on the other side of the door immediately realized the final obstacles have now been removed. Without the seals, nothing could stop the door from being blown to smithereens. While the debris was launched in the direction of the demons at very dangerous speeds, Jonah simply just snapped his fingers, and the projectiles were redirected around the group with no harm to them whatsoever. Not a word was spoken among the group...not when they heard the sound of footsteps coming out of the chamber.

All four demons immediately got down on one knee and lowered their heads in respect for the figure. A whole minute of silence took place in the chamber, the demons slowly started to get anxious from the lack of responses from their master. Was he furious with them, they all wondered. They would understand if he was, considering their ignorance of his fate for the last 500 years.

Suddenly, a deep, multi-layered voice cut through the silence and tension like a knife.

"Qree, The Heartless Wendigo, rise!"

"Thornton, The Vengeful Specter, rise!"

"Minerva, The Ravenous Succubus, rise!"

"Jonah, The Fallen Angel, rise!"

With each declaration of their name and title, the demons raised their heads and stood up proudly for their master. As if sensing the slight fear and doubt in their minds, while they could not visibly see it, they could tell their master was smiling and giving off a safe aura around him.

"My loyal generals...and my closest friends...oh how long it has been since I have last seen your faces."

The demons smiled as well, but their expressions clearly had a hint of bloodlust in their eyes. The fact that they were being shown kindness after all this time practically confirmed the status of their situation. After all, their master has returned, and the only line of defense that could've stopped him has been turned into sex slaves by the Black Dogs.

Nothing can stop them now, all of mankind will be eradicated.

A/N:

Never before did I ever imagine myself writing fanfiction based off a hentai. Especially a hentai that has a surprising amount of well-written fanfics on this website. Who would've thought?

Face Your Demons, in essence, is an idea that popped into my head while I was working on a crossover story. Since I am a beginner at writing, I will write this story as a way to practice so that I can give my crossover all the justice it deserves when I get to it, so don't hold back with the criticisms!