07/23/20XX

Night Time

In the dark and eerie realm of Hell, where demons roamed and shadows danced, lived Octavia, an 18-year-old owl demoness. She resided in her parents' grand manor, a place filled with opulence and extravagance, but also with tension and arguments that seemed to echo through its walls.

One particularly tumultuous evening, as the cacophony of her parents arguments she felt the need to escape. Her wings spread wide, she gracefully glided to the roof of the manor, seeking solace and clarity among the twinkling stars.

As she gazed at the night sky, a sudden streak of light caught her attention. A shooting star! Octavia had always been fascinated by celestial wonders, and in this moment of distress, the sight brought her a glimmer of hope. She clasped her hands together, uttering a heartfelt prayer for a miracle to soothe the chaos in her home.

To her astonishment, the "shooting star" appeared to be descending closer to Hell's surface, not fading away as stars usually do. As it drew nearer, she realized it was no star at all. It was something else entirely, something that she could not explain.

Guided by an inexplicable force, Octavia was compelled to investigate the crash site. Despite her parents' ongoing argument they were interrupted by the explosion, curiosity outweighed fear, and she decided to share her discovery with them. Together, Octavia and her parents, Stolas and Stella, made their way to the edge of the dark forest next to their manor.

The sight that met their eyes was unlike anything they had ever seen before. There, within the crater, lay a person who seemed to have been burnt to a crisp by the impact. A mix of shock and concern washed over Octavia and her parents.

Just as they were about to approach the mysterious individual, a blinding surge of white light erupted from the person's body. Instinctively, Stolas shielded Octavia and Stella with his body, protecting them from the intense brilliance. The entire scene was overwhelming, and Octavia could feel a powerful force radiating from the crater.

As the light gradually subsided, a sense of heaviness enveloped the entire realm of Hell. All its citizens could feel an unusual pressure, as if the very fabric of their reality had been altered. Accompanied by an overwhelming pressure that knocked down all the inhabitants of hell within a considerable radius.The citizens of the seven rings, both powerful and common, fell to the ground, unable to withstand the immense force. The weight of the celestial presence was too much for even the strongest demons to bear.

Octavia, Stolas, and Stella cautiously peered through the remnants of the light to see what had transpired.

To their astonishment, where the burnt person once lay, now stood a majestic and enigmatic figure. It was a 7-foot-tall anthropomorphic silvery-white wolf, with an elongated snout and a distinctive gray "mask" marking on his face. Cloaked in black robes that seemed to billow even without a breeze, the being emitted an aura of mystique and power. Then the wolf collapses to the ground unconscious from the ordeal.

Octavia and her parents exchanged bewildered glances, trying to make sense of this extraordinary sight before them. Who was this magnificent creature that had emerged from the light? What brought him to Hell? And most importantly, what did his arrival signify for their realm?

As the wolf remained unconscious on the ground, Octavia felt an inexplicable connection to him, as if fate had entwined their paths. The encounter filled her with a mix of trepidation and excitement, knowing that their lives were about to change in ways they could never have imagined.

And so, the tale of Octavia and the mysterious wolf began, with questions swirling in the air and the promise of adventure and revelation ahead. Little did they know that this encounter would not only reshape their destinies but also unravel secrets that were deeply rooted in the fabric of Hell itself.

So Stolas uses his Telekinesis to lift the unconscious wolf and bring him towards the manor and into an unused room for him to use. As Stolas placed the wolf down he placed a seal on the door to alert him in case the unknown wolf woke up.

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The Next Morning

Lobo's eyes slowly fluttered open, and as he groggily tried to make sense of his surroundings, a chilling realization washed over him. This was not his room; this was not his bed. This place was different. Attempting to sit up, he discovered that his once human body now felt different. His limbs were heavier, more muscular, and covered in coarse fur.

Panic gripped him as he looked down to find that he was now a hellhound, with fearsome claws and sharp teeth. "What has happened to me?" he whispered in disbelief.His heart raced as he stumbled to his feet, his new form feeling foreign and unwieldy. Lobo looked around, trying to find a way out of this room. The sight that greeted him only intensified his dread.

Feeling a strange pull, Lobo's eyes were drawn to a nearby wall mirror, the only reflective surface in sight. Fearfully, he approached it and hesitated for a moment before looking into it. The sight that met his eyes was shocking; it was himself, but not the man he used to be. His reflection stared back at him with glowing red eyes, and a malicious grin spread across his face, displaying razor-sharp fangs. His Sinner form was a horrifying incarnation of his worst nightmares.

He couldn't recognize the being he had become, and a sense of self-loathing washed over him. With trembling paws, Lobo touched the mirror, hoping this was all just a terrible dream. But the cold glass against his paw confirmed the grim reality. He was trapped in hell, transformed into a monstrous creature, and there seemed to be no escape.

His mind raced as he tried to remember how he ended up in this infernal place. The last thing he recalled was being killed by his former employee and then meeting some kind of goddess. As the memories came back he held his head in pain as the knowledge that he obtained rushed in causing him to whine in pain. As the pain subsided he is able to think clearly now.

As he was finishing with his essential crisis he heard a knock at the door and then the door slowly opened. He was shocked when three avian demons came into the room dressed as royalty.

The male is an anthropomorphic owl demon. He is tall and slender, with a white, heart-shaped facial disk and small black beak, resembling that of an owl. He has two pairs of almond-shaped red eyes, one set atop the other, with no visible irises or pupils. He has gray-blue feathers, which gradient to dark gray-blue on his head and long, plume-like tail. He has a lighter gray-blue puff of fur on his chest. His limbs are long, thin, and black, and his feet are tipped with owl claws. He is wearing a deep red tunic with six linked golden buttons down the breast, and beige breeches. He is accessorized with a feathery tophat that features a regal gold crown encircling it, as well as a long burgundy cape, tattered at the hemline, with a plush ermine-look fur collar, and long black gloves with white feathered trims at the elbows.

The Woman is a tall and full-bosomed, white avian demon. She has long, hair-like feathers that have gray tips and a large gray stripe on her head. She has a short pink beak, and very long curved eyelashes. She has gray markings underneath her eyes, which themselves have red sclera with light pupils. For attire, She is wearing a white dress with puffed sleeves and feather trimming, along with black accents. She is seen wearing a crown, and has painted nails underneath her black gloves.

And the other is a tall and voluptuous young owl demoness, with a coat of gray feathers. Her eyes are pink with bright white pupils with light purple eyeshadow to go with her long eyelashes. Below each of her eyes are two tear-like streak eyelashes. She bears traits from both of her parents. She has her father's white, mask-like face with her mother's eyes and shaggy hair feathers. For clothing, she is wearing a black feather shawl around her shoulders over a pink dress with light yellow stars on it, a black beanie hat with a pale yellow tiara design on it on her head, a pink choker around her neck, black leggings, and black heeled boots.

The male spoke in a voice that carried an air of authority, yet a tinge of concern. "Greetings, young man. My name is Stolas and this is my wife Stella and our daughter Octavia. What is your name? Do you remember anything about how you came to be here?"

Lobo shook his head slowly, struggling to recall the events leading to this mysterious room. "My name is Loboand I'm not entirely sure. The last thing I remember is dying." He said as he tried to process everything that was happening.

Stella offered a warm smile, her feathers ruffling gently as she moved closer. "Don't worry, Lobo. You're safe now. Stolas, Octavia and I found you unconscious in a crater. It seemed like you had been through quite an ordeal."

The memory of his encounter with the goddess flashed in Lobo's mind. "I met a goddess," he began, his voice trembling with awe. "She granted me powers, and I felt this overwhelming surge of energy. She told me that I had been chosen for a purpose and sent me here."

"Stolas have you ever heard of a sinner meeting another God beside of Lucifer's father." Said Stella as she was intrigued at Lobo story of meeting a goddess that was unknown to her race

"No Stella I never heard of another deity that is able to interact with a human and send them here and has the look of a hellhound but the scent of a sinner." Said Stolas as he was fascinated by Lobo as his entire situation is completely unheard of.

Feeling sympathetic for Lobo, Stolas offered him a place to stay, hoping to help him find his place in Hell. However, when Stolas mentioned the idea his wife, Stella, she was filled with apprehension and concern. Stella feared the presence of a sinner would bring danger and turmoil to their peaceful abode.

She knew her husband's compassionate nature all too well and worried that his benevolence might be taken advantage of by a creature with such unknown motives. Undeterred, Stolas sought the advice of his daughter, Octavia, a bright and open-minded young owl.

Octavia had always been a source of light and understanding in their family, and Stolas hoped she could bridge the gap between him and Stella. With a tender heart, Octavia listened to both her father and her mother, understanding their respective fears and desires.

She knew that her father saw the potential for good in Lobo and was eager to offer him a chance. At the same time, she empathized with her mother's worries, acknowledging the need to keep their family safe.

Determined to find a solution that would satisfy both her parents, Octavia proposed by asking Lobo what he wants to do. She believed that by hearing his reasoning and witnessing his genuine desire to accept Stolas proposal, Stella might find it in her heart to grant him a chance to stay.

When Stolas and Octavia brought their attention to Lobo, where the hellhound got on one knee and bowed his head. He said "I wish to join your family and to use my power to protect the people I cherish." Said Lobo with determination

As Stella looked into Lobo's Determined eyes, she felt a glimmer of hope. Octavia's words resonated within her, reminding her of the power of compassion and forgiveness. Slowly, the icy walls around Stella's heart began to melt, allowing warmth and understanding to seep in.

It looks like Hell will be shaken to its core by a new demon as this one will use its power to protect the one he loves.