4 Months Later

12/21/20XX

Dawn

Lobo awakens in his room at the Goetia Manor, the crimson rays of dawn filtering through the obsidian windows. He can feel the power of the underworld surging through his veins, urging him to embrace the day's challenges.

Without hesitation, Lobo begins his workout routine, utilizing the space within his room to its fullest. He performs intense bodyweight exercises, his sinewy muscles rippling with each movement. As he does push-ups, With an unyielding determination, Lobo moves onto weightlifting. The room echoes with the clanging of metal as he effortlessly lifts colossal barbells. The fiery embers in his eyes burn brighter with each lift, a testament to his unwavering dedication to training.

As the sweat drips from his fur and his chest heaves with exertion, Lobo knows he is pushing his limits, honing his formidable strength to perfection. His infernal nature thrives in the intensity of the workout, and he relishes the feeling of power coursing through him.

After a grueling session, Lobo heads to his en-suite bathroom. He steps into the spacious shower, the water rains down on him that wash away the sweat and fatigue from his robust frame. The steam swirls around him as he stands beneath the cascading torrent, finding solace in the cleansing ritual. His mind calms, and a sense of readiness envelops him. Lobo knows he must always be prepared for the unknown challenges that await him in the realm of demons and dark magic.

As he steps out of the shower, and his self off with a towel, his fur shines brighter, a visual representation of the inner strength he has nurtured.

Lobo dons his black, intricate robe, as he gazes at himself in the mirror, acknowledging the imposing figure that stares back at him. With a low growl of satisfaction, he is now fully prepared to face whatever malevolent forces dare to cross his path.

He then went to the closet to put on his uniform which consists of black trousers, a 8-buttoned double-breasted tailcoat, and a black long sleeve button up shirt underneath; on his shirt cuffs and tie is the Stolas Ars Goetia seal. He also sports black fingerless gloves.

When he emerges from the closet he walks over to his mirror then he nods in satisfaction of his appearance.

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Morning

The first rays of the morning sun gently kissed the gardens of Goetia Manor, awakening the vibrant blooms that adorned the landscape. Lobo, cherished these moments of tranquility as he tended to the garden with delicate care, basking in the warmth of the early sunlight.

Unbeknownst to him, a pair of keen eyes observed his nurturing work from afar. Octavia, glided gracefully into the garden, drawn by the allure of the wolf's gentle presence. She admired his dedication to the garden and felt an instant connection with him, as if they were kindred spirits.

As she approached, the sound of a soft melody reached her ears. Octavia discovered that Lobo was humming a soothing tune as he worked, and she couldn't resist joining in, her melodic voice blending harmoniously with his. Startled by her presence, Lobo turned to face her, a warm smile spreading across his features.

"Good morning Octavia," he greeted, his voice as soothing as the morning breeze. "It's a lovely day to tend to the garden, isn't it?"

Octavia nodded, captivated by the serene atmosphere. "Indeed, it is," she replied. "Mind if I lend you a hand or two? I'd love to help."

Lobo's eyes sparkled with appreciation, and he gladly accepted her assistance. Together, they weaved a symphony of harmony, their combined efforts enhancing the beauty of the garden. As they worked side by side, their souls connected through the language of nature.

Unbeknownst to the two of them, Stolas and Stella, Octavia's parents, had been observing their heartwarming interaction from the garden door. Stolas couldn't resist teasing them, playfully remarking, "Look at those two, tending to the garden together. They're positively adorable."

Stella chuckled softly, her eyes dancing with mirth. "Indeed, they are," she agreed, thoroughly enjoying the moment. "But I doubt they'd admit to anything more than friendship."

The jest caused both Lobo and Octavia to blush, exchanging shy glances while denying any romantic intentions. Yet, deep down, their hearts fluttered at the possibility.

Seizing the opportunity to spend some quality time with her daughter, Stella suggested they take a stroll together, leaving Lobo and Stolas to have a private conversation. Octavia playfully whined at the idea, not wanting to leave Lobo's side, but he ruffled her feathers affectionately, assuring her that he would join her later.

As Octavia reluctantly departed with her mother, Lobo and Stolas were left alone. Lobo sensed a certain apprehension in the owl demon's presence, but he knew Stolas meant well and had something important to discuss.

After a moment of contemplative silence, Stolas finally spoke, his voice filled with fatherly concern. "Lobo, my dear friend, I must share some news with you. The Gluttony Queen Beelzebub, wishes to meet you in the Gluttony Rings."

Lobo's eyes widened in surprise. "Me? Why does she want to meet me?" he inquired, his heart pounding in anticipation.

Stolas placed a reassuring hand on Lobo's shoulder. "She's aware of your lineage as a 'Sinner' and believes you have the potential to become a full-blooded hellhound. She wishes to discuss your status and the possibility of you embracing your true heritage."

The weight of the conversation settled on Lobo's shoulders, but he took a deep breath, determined to face whatever lay ahead. "I'll go meet her then," he resolved.

With a nod of approval, Stolas offered his guidance, assuring Lobo that he would be there to support him every step of the way.

Determined, Lobo left Goetia Manor, focusing on the energy required for teleportation.

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Gluttony Ring

In the blink of an eye, he found himself in the Gluttony Rings, a realm teeming with indulgence and temptation. There, he was greeted by Vortex, a gray and black furred hellhound who was sent by Beelzebub to guide Lobo.

Vortex led Lobo through the bustling Rings, explaining the grandeur and intricacies of this captivating realm. During their journey, they spoke of life in Hell, shared stories, and found camaraderie in their experiences.

Upon reaching the Queen's lair, Lobo took a deep breath, steeling himself for the meeting. Finally, Lobo stood before Beelzebub—a tall, fox-like demon with insect-like features. Her multiple arms, antennae, and small insect wings gave her an imposing presence. Her yellow and pink-striped fur, resembling that of a bee, along with the dripping black markings on her limbs, made her truly striking. Queen Bee's presence was imposing, yet her gaze was warm and inviting. She acknowledged Lobo's heritage and spoke of the potential he possessed.

Curious about his ambitions and desires, she delved into his past and the strength he exhibited during his time in Hell. Lobo answered her questions with honesty, revealing his hopes for a meaningful life and a desire to embrace his true self.

Queen Bee was impressed by his sincerity and determination, recognizing a rare spark within him. "Lobo," she said with a knowing smile, "I shall guide you on your journey to become a full-blooded hellhound. Embrace your destiny, and never forget the potential that lies within you."

Grateful for the opportunity, Lobo pledged to prove himself worthy of the Queen's guidance. He vowed to make the most of this chance to grow and learn, knowing that the support of his friends and family would be invaluable on this path.

Beelzebub presented Lobo with a series of challenging trials, each one designed to test his strength, loyalty, and resolve. The trials took him to the edge of his abilities, both physically and emotionally. Yet, Lobo remained steadfast, determined to prove himself.

As the trials progressed, Beelzebub observed not just Lobo's physical prowess but also his compassion and sense of justice. She saw a unique potential within him, a potential that could redefine what it meant to be a full-blooded hellhound.

In the final challenge demanded Lobo to confront his deepest fears in the Abyss of Torment, a realm where one's inner demons manifested in physical form. Here, he faced grotesque and nightmarish visions, forcing him to confront the guilt and shame that had plagued his soul. His actions showcased the true essence of a Hellhound, and Beelzebub was deeply moved.

Impressed by Lobo's character and his unwavering determination, Beelzebub deemed him worthy of becoming a full-blooded hellhound. With a wave of her hand, she channeled her formidable power, transforming Lobo into the creature he was destined to be. Lobo felt an overwhelming surge of energy coursing through him, as he embraced his new form—a full-blooded hellhound, stronger and more powerful than ever before.

As Lobo returned to Goetia Manor, he was greeted with elation by Octavia who walked over to him and hugged him, Stolas, and Stella walked behind her smiling at the scene. They celebrated his transformation and the strength he had found within himself.