The light began to fade from Izuku's eyes as he stumbled out of something. His eyes had just been bathed in brilliant light now everything was dark as pitch. He was breathing frantically as he fell to his knees looking around. "A-am I blind?" Izuku asked terrified as he looked all around him hoping that he didn't just find himself blind in an unfamiliar place. Slowly that fear faded as the room he was in came into focus. He was kneeling on a stone floor covered in a thick layer of dirt. He looked behind him seeing an ancient gateway behind him. Strange runes were carved along the archway. As Izuku scanned the room he came to realize that wherever he was it was wholly abandoned.
The stone archway was covered in a thick layer of dust the walls were crumbling as thick roots pushed through them. Izuku came to his feet looking around for an exit. This place was creepy it felt like he'd been buried alive in a tomb. "There's gotta be a way out." He whispered to himself as he craned his neck up and saw a hole in the ceiling. Apparently sometime in the past one of the pillars of the room had crumbled and fallen knocking a hole in the roof and forming a perfect ramp to it. Faint light filtered through the hole. Wasting no time Izuku began to climb the fallen pillar his hands and feet finding purchase on the steep incline.
As Izuku made his way upward he began to hear a faint crunching noise that grew in intensity the closer he got to the hole. Izuku's heart nearly seized as the pillar shifted slightly. The crunching he'd heard was the pillar losing its purchase on the wall under his weight. It was going to crash to the floor any second now and if he didn't reach the hole before then he'd be trapped in this forgotten place until his eventual death. All delicacy was cast aside as Izuku scrambled up the unstable pillar on all fours. The pillar finally gave way and began sliding down the wall the stone screeching as it began its descent. Seeing no other option Izuku jumped for all he was worth.
His chest crashed against the edge of the hole knocking the wind from him as his hands scrambled for something to grip to pull himself up. His hands landed on a thick root which he used to pull himself out of the hole and onto solid grassy ground. Izuku's chest rose and fell frantically as he thanked whatever deities that could hear him. As his breathing was coming back under his control Izuku got to his feet and looked around. It was dark wherever he was. He could see a sprawling forest stretching around in every direction. The tomb he'd climbed up from was under a hill now. Izuku cautiously looked down into the hole he'd climbed out of as the pillar finally crashed to the floor coughing up an explosion of dust.
Izuku coughed as he was hit full-on in the face with the debris and stumbled back rubbing the debris from his eyes. His foot caught on the very same root that had freed him from the hole and sent him tumbling end over end down the hill before crashing into a viscous puddle. Izuku flopped in the puddle struggling to find the edge, but it seemed the more he struggled the further away the edge of the puddle seemed. His eyes were still clouded with dust and now this sludge. He couldn't open them as he floundered uselessly in this muck.
As he moved he felt the liquid wrap around his arms and legs ceasing all forward movement as if the puddle he was in was alive. "What?!" He shouted as he was dragged presumably to the center of the puddle once again. The sentient puddle crawled all over his body squeezing down on his arms and legs to prevent him from escaping as every inch of his body was coated in slime. It didn't hurt in fact it seemed pleasurable as the mass focused its attention on his crotch massaging and slithering up his pant leg to touch him directly. He gasped out a frantic 'help' opening his mouth to an unwarranted intrusion as the sludge began to fill his mouth and started to slither down his throat. He expected such a substance to be vile tasting, but it wasn't it was faintly sweet which only seemed to make the experience more horrifying.
Izuku's eyes burned as tears stung them. He was out of breath and seemingly losing consciousness. As things began to grow dark Izuku swore he could hear barking. He felt a pair of hands latch onto his shoulders and pull hard. The barking was incessant at this point and very close. He gasped as he was pulled free of whatever had been assaulting him a moment ago. He coughed, violently hacking up whatever had been in his mouth and throat. He rolled onto his back as something licked his face with a mad passion. "Are you ok, that slime didn't hurt you too bad did it? I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner." The voice sounded like that of a young girl.
"Umm thank you, but can you stop your dog?" He asked only to receive a much stronger lick that cleared the gunk from his eyes allowing him to see again. The first thing Izuku saw was a pair of chocolate brown eyes inches away from his own.
"I'm sorry about that I just wanted to help you see again and slimes don't taste that bad either." She said licking her girl's voice came from right in front of him, but he couldn't correlate that cute human voice to what he was seeing. Before he stood a girl unlike any other he'd met. She was covered in thick honey-brown fur from head to toe. From her head sprouted a pair of flopped-over ears that twitched periodically. Izuku's eyes dropped down to a small movement that caught his eye. The movement was from a fluffy tail wagging quickly back and forth behind the girl in front of him so much so it gave her entire body a slight sway. The sway was most evident in her plump breasts with only her fur preserving her dignity.
Izuku was stunned, to say the least as he stared at the girl. "W-w-what are you?" He managed to squeak out as he slowly began to scuttle back from her. The dog girl seemed unperturbed by his question in fact at the sound of his voice her tail wagged faster if that was even possible.
"I'm a Kobold!" She shouted happily pouncing on his legs and giving him a look at what she'd saved him from. What he'd thought was a puddle wasn't far off. The light blue liquid mimicked the color of water if it wasn't for the thick tendrils lifting themselves up from its surface in search of its stolen prey there'd be no difference. As he looked down at the dog girl lying on his legs belly up he could see the state of his attire. There was hardly anything left of his breeches the legs had been dissolved effectively leaving him in shorts. His shirt was completely gone at this point. The slime had devoured his clothes but left him unharmed. In fact, he felt cleaner than he had when he arrived here. Where was here though?
"Umm, where am I….Miss?" He asked trying to stay calm. He had no frame of reference on how to treat a dog girl, but if she was like any other dog then speaking in a calm manner was probably for the best. At the sound of his voice, she rolled over onto her stomach and looked at him with a smile. Those chocolate brown orbs of hers held no malice as far as he could see, but the same could have been said for the man who'd sent him here.
"Oh, you're in Zipangu." She said matter of factly having either ignored his subtle way of asking for his name or not noticing it in the first place. Needless to say, that name meant absolutely nothing to Izuku. He'd never heard of a place called Zipangu. Seemingly sensing his confusion the dog girl sat up adopting the sitting position of any other canine he'd seen. Unfortunately given her mostly human shape this stance squeezed her breasts between her arms and if not for the thick fur at her crotch he was sure he'd be staring at her genitals. Izuku averted his eyes and gave a hard gulp. "Umm, I think you humans call this the…Demon Realm?" She said as if not sure that was the correct term herself. Izuku felt his heart stop as she said Demon Realm. He broke out in a cold sweat as he looked around. Now that he was relatively safe he could see the vast differences that had avoided him earlier.
First of all the moon in the sky was bigger than the one he was used to and gave off a purple light. The stars in the night sky weren't where they were supposed to be. His father had shown him star charts whenever he was home, true Izuku was a novice at reading them, but even he could tell this was not his night sky. The trees around him had thick jet black bark and their leaves were as red as if they'd been dipped in blood. The final nail in the coffin was of course his current speech companion. A dog girl and then there was the voracious slime puddle. All of this added up to one thing.
"I-I'm in hell," Izuku whispered slowly as his heart thundered in his chest. "He sent me to hell. He took my place and sent me here!" Izuku shouted startling the dog girl as he fell flat onto his back gasping for air and clutching his chest in a blind panic. He closed his eyes tightly as he listened to the thundering of his own heart and felt the rasping of his breath in his throat. He wasn't dead or maybe he was. Had that demon sent his soul to hell and taken his body for its own? As Izuku continued to spiral further down he felt soft pads on his stomach. They ran gently up and down his hardened abs. He didn't know why but slowly he started to calm down.
Her motions were soothing and by the time she'd placed her furry head on his stomach, he could open his eyes. His green eyes looked down at her catching her brown ones. "It always makes me feel better to have my belly rubbed." She said with a small smile. Izuku couldn't help but chuckle at her. If this was hell then he was lucky to have such a kind person as her. Maybe she was trying to trick him to seduce him into staying here like Persephone and Hades. Izuku slowly sat up and gingerly placed a hand on her head.
"Thank you… Um I-I don't know your name." He said asking more directly for her name a second time as the dog girl slowly sat up her tail wagging slowly from side to side as she nuzzled his calloused palm.
"I don't have one usually our father or preferably our masters give us our name." She explained as Izuku arched his brow.
"Um ok well I'm Izuku Midoriya and I'd like to go back home do you know how I could do that?" He asked hoping desperately that she did. He couldn't see himself staying here. He'd nearly been buried alive and drowned by a living puddle. He couldn't imagine if something mobile was to come after him.
The dog girl's ears drooped as he mentioned going home. "You don't want to sta-." As she spoke her nose twitched suddenly and her eyes grew wide in fear. Her head snapped to the side as she stared into the trees before grabbing him by the arm and dragging him away into the underbrush.
"What are you-!?" She covered his mouth before he could get another word out and held a finger to her lips.
"Don't make a sound just stay here and please be quiet." She whispered. Izuku was tempted to ask what was going on, but the pleading look in her eyes made him rethink that decision. Her big brown eyes were staring down at him practically begging him to do as she said. She was literally giving him Puppy dog eyes. He gave a slow nod agreeing to do as she said. The sunny smile she gave him was more than he felt he deserved for such a meager thing. She backed away from him moving to the opposite side of the small field and began rolling around in the dirt as a furious rustling could be heard from some nearby bushes.
Izuku turned his head in that direction wondering what would appear. After all whatever it was had frightened the Kobold who had only moments ago been over the moon. As Izuku watched his curiosity was rewarded as three feminine figures walked out of the woods. If a Kobold was a dog girl then these three individuals were most certainly wolf women more commonly known as werewolves. They all had thick fur along their arms and legs. Sharp claws on the ends of their fingers glinted red in the light of the purple moonlight. Atop their heads were perky ears and wild hair with thick tails swaying softly as they walked they were each tall much taller than the Kobold and the leader was even taller than Izuku himself. Each one had fur in varying shades.
The leader had deep black fur hefty breasts and luscious hips that swayed with each step she made. Her chest and shoulders were covered in fur as well, but whereas his Kobold friend's body was entirely covered in fur hers seemed to break apart around her chiseled abs but covered her breasts and crotch. This fur pattern was mirrored by the other two. These two women were a few inches shorter than the one he assumed was their leader but still dwarfed the Kobold. The one on the right had fur the color of mud while the one on the left had dark gray fur. All three were sniffing the air before they zeroed in on the Kobold and growled.
"What's a mutt like you doing in our territory?" The black-furred one growled stopping the Kobold in her rolling around. She sat up slowly looking in the wolves' direction, but not making eye contact. The tension built to a fever pitch before the Kobold made a run for it. Her paws kicked up spurts of dirt and grass as she tore away from the three women, but her escape attempt was in vain. Izuku couldn't even see what happened. One second the lead wolf was standing still then there was an explosion of dust and suddenly she had her foot on Kobold's back. Izuku flinched at the pained yelp that escaped her as she was stepped on.
"You must not have heard me are you deaf mutt!" The black werewolf growled as she kicked the kobold onto her back and stomped on her stomach. Her two companions moved to either side of the pinned Kobold. "Now I'll ask you again. Why are you in our territory girl? A dog should know better than to enter a wolf's territory. Do you know what we do to mutts who enter our territory?" She asked leaning down toward the Kobold's face and gnashing her teeth inches from her snout. The Kobold turned her head away and whimpered.
"I'm sorry." She whined. "I-I got lost I didn't mean to enter your territory." She apologized only to have her face grabbed and forced to look the werewolf in the eye. Her yellow eyes glowed as she stared down at the Kobold and sniffed her several times.
"Is that what I think it is?" She asked before clamping her lips on Kobold's mouth. She could feel the werewolf's thick tongue moving around her mouth. She licked along her teeth as the Kobold refused to open her mouth. There was a growl as the grip on her jaw increased in strength forcing the Kobold to open her mouth letting in the werewolf's tongue to mingle with hers. Izuku was frozen in perverse fascination. He had no idea what was going on. He'd thought the werewolves would be antagonists to the Kobold. He'd heard stories of many a dog being torn apart by wolves during hunting trips or when a pack of wolves went after livestock. Maybe this was just how Werewolves and Kobolds were, or could it be the werewolf was assaulting the Kobold one-sidedly?
Izuku's fist clenched as he saw the pained look on Kobold's face before the werewolf suddenly ended the kiss a thin strand of saliva glittering in the moonlight connected their mouths before eventually snapping as the werewolf howled in excitement. "You have a man!" She shouted in a ravenous glee that sent a chill down Izuku's spine. The Kobold panted from the heated and impromptu make-out session as her eyes filled with fear at having been found out. She'd hoped her dirt bath would hide the human's scent, but she hadn't expected the werewolf to smell him on her breath or taste him on her tongue. "Where is he?!" The werewolf growled as her pupils narrowed focusing solely on the Kobold at her mercy.
The other two werewolves circled the downed Kobold now that they knew she had a man they went into predatory mode. Izuku was sweating bullets as he lay under the bushes. Should he run, or was it better to stay put and let things play out? Still, if she gave him up he'd be a sitting duck lying here like this, so he should definitely run right? Izuku remembered that burst of speed the Werewolf presented not even moments ago. If a fellow monster couldn't outrun her what choice did a normal human like him have? As Izuku waffled on what to do the Kobold spoke.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about. I don't have a man!" She shouted only to be slapped by the werewolf.
"Don't lie to me! Where is he?!" She growled, but the Kobold only shook her head as tears built in her eyes.
"There is no man." She stated. The werewolf growled flexing her claws.
"Last chance puppy, tell me where the man is or I'm going to tear your nose off!" The werewolf hooked her claws into the Kobold's nose as she whimpered, but said nothing else. This was practically a death sentence for any canine monster. They had great hearing sure, but what really got them through life was their nose. Without it would be similar to a human being deaf. "So be it." Izuku couldn't watch any longer. Whether she was a monster or not she'd saved him from that slime and cared for him when he was panicking. She'd been nothing but nice to him a complete stranger, and if these werewolves were any indication then could have been much worse. Whether or not this was hell he couldn't let her be hurt anymore. Izuku bolted from the bushes at the trio of werewolves and reached out his hand.
"STOP!" He shouted and as he did a deep green energy glittered around his body before bursting out in a wave. The grass bowed under the force of the blast and the trees rattled, but the most prominent reaction came from the three werewolf women. As the wave rolled across them their eyes rolled back into their heads as their pussies squirted their nectar onto the ground drenching their fur and running down their legs as they fell on their backs with red faces and heaving chests. Izuku made his way to the Kobold on the ground seemingly unharmed by the wave of magic.
"Here, come with me we need to leave." He said hoisting the Kobold into his arms. Never before had Izuku been as thankful for his life as a farmer. The manual labor had given him a body used to carrying loads heavier than her. He ran for all his worth not noticing the slime puddle he'd recently escaped had changed color from a light blue to pink or that one of its tendrils split into five similar to a hand with its fingers outstretched.
Izuku had no idea where he was heading he just knew he had to get the both of them as far away from those werewolves as possible. He stumbled through the dark forest narrowly avoiding falling several times. His head moved frantically from side to side looking for a place to hide. "We have to hide, we have to hide!" Izuku shouted frantically barely keeping a lid on his rising panic before he spotted a massive fallen-over tree. He skidded to a stop before making his way over to it. Once he arrived at the fallen tree Izuku gently laid down his Kobold and looked around the tree. It was truly massive even laying on its side it was taller than him. This tree must be ancient. "Let's hope it didn't just fall." He said tapping along the tree looking for a soft spot or maybe a hollow where rot had set in.
"Come on please be a hole here somewhere." He pleaded as he moved along the length of the tree before tapping on a part of the bark and taking a step only for his leg to sink in up to the knee before he caught himself. "Woah!" he shouted seeing that there was a hollow where the tree met the ground. From the looks of things, it seemed the tree had fallen and crashed into a burrow of some kind. Izuku looked into the yawning mouth of the burrow with sweat dripping down his face. It would be an understatement to say he was apprehensive about diving into an unfamiliar hole. He didn't know anything about this land or what could be lurking in the darkness, but as he debated looking for another hiding place a howl ripped through the night air making the hair on Izuku's neck stand up.
"Shit! I guess this is it." He said as he went back to his kobold and hugged her tightly to his chest as he stepped into the hole it seemed the hole was only a few inches shorter than himself letting him stand up and look out over the lip of it. He made sure the Kobold was lying comfortably before hopping back out of the burrow and looking around for rotted bark and other decomposing foliage and spreading it around the hole. He hoped the rotting plant matter would hide their scents. Izuku heard rustling nearby and quickly dove into the burrow hoping he'd covered his tracks well enough.
From his vantage point, Izuku watched the tree line he had come from and sure enough, the three werewolves appeared sniffing the air hungrily as their yellow eyes moved back and forth fervently. Izuku unknowingly held his breath as he watched and waited. "They came this way." The black werewolf declared practically huffing the air as she searched. "I can smell the man's desperation and his fear." Izuku clenched his teeth as the werewolf began moving sniffing along the ground. "Come out man child I know you're here. That magic of yours was powerful you can't hide that forever. Come out and my pack will protect you. You'll be taken care of for the rest of your life as we bear your pups." Izuku swallowed as he watched the werewolf's fur-covered breasts sway as she walked. "Don't make this hard child come out now and we won't get rough." She growled steadily making her way along the tree her claws carving through its ancient bark with ease. Izuku could hear the padding of her feet grow louder as she closed in on him.
Izuku shrunk back from the opening just as the paw of the werewolf stepped in front of the hole. This was the moment everything hinged on her not finding them. He watched the werewolf's claw appear on the ground telling him she was about to kneel down when another howl carried through the night. There was a moment's pause before the werewolves took off into the night. Izuku felt all strength leave his body as he crashed down on his butt next to the unconscious Kobold. He clutched his chest as he took several deep breaths. He'd never been so frightened before not even when Katsuki had dared him to go into the woods and pick berries at sundown.
Now that the threat was gone Izuku remembered the condition of the Kobold next to him. He moved over to her placing her head in his lap as he scratched her ears. Admittedly Izuku had no idea what to do in this situation. He was holding a literal dog girl in his lap. He had more experience with the former than the latter, and though treating her like a literal dog felt somehow wrong to him he didn't have much else to go off of. As Izuku scratched her head paying particular interest to behind her ears before his eyes moved down her body to her stomach. "I wonder." He thought to himself before moving a hand to her stomach and gently stroking the soft fur there.
The kobold reacted to his touch giving off a low growl of pleasure in her unconscious state. Izuku smiled softly as he ran his hand up and down her stomach before beginning to gently scratch her. He was pleased to see her beginning to pant in her sleep as he scratched her belly. Izuku couldn't keep himself from chuckling as he felt the last of the tension ease from his body as he gave a yawn. He hadn't realized how tired he was until now it seemed. He laid Kobold's head on the ground before lying down next to her as he gave another jaw-creaking yawn. "I need something to call you. I can't just keep thinking of you as Kobold or Dog Girl." He said as his eyelids grew heavy. "But what should I call you?" He asked himself as his eyes closed.
The fact that the last thought occupying Izuku's mind was coming up with a name for his canine companion instead of thinking of a way to get back to his world did not dawn on the young farmer, nor the question of how he'd rendered three werewolves unconscious. None of these thoughts swam across Izuku's mind as he slept. One could only wonder why that was.
Hundreds of miles away stood a towering castle draped in the purple moonlight that was unique to Zipangu. In its halls, a small figure flew. Bat wings flapped quickly propelling a childlike figure through the air before stopping before a pair of massive stone doors. The doors were carved to look like the jaws of a vicious beast. The figure landed on the stone floor and composed herself. This childlike entity was known as an Imp a low-level succubi. The imp was dressed in what could only be called a series of dark purple straps. There was a thin band covering her small chest and the other formed an X over her groin.
This imp had deep red hair and ebony horns reminiscent of a ram. Her bat wings spread out from her lower back above a thin forked tail. The imp patted herself down not wanting to disrespect her mistress with a shabby appearance. Once she was satisfied she knocked upon the door. "Your Majesty your council awaits your presence in the meeting hall." The imp spoke loudly to make sure her voice could be heard past the large stone double doors. Beyond the doors was a lavish room shrouded in darkness.
At the back of the room past a trio of steps sat a massive four-poster bed. This bed could easily hold half a dozen people comfortably, but only one person now occupied its satiny depths. At the sound of knocking a figure writhed beneath the blankets before sitting up. "Very well I will be with them momentarily." She spoke using magic to cast her voice outside the door. The imp immediately bowed lowly her pert little ass raised high as she did so.
"Message received Madame we wait patiently for your arrival." The imp said before fluttering back down the hall. The woman in the bedroom waited several seconds before sighing and waving her hand. Several candles in the room burst to light with purple flames revealing the form of the woman in the bed. She had raven black hair that spilled down her back like an ebony river. The ruler of Zipangu yawned as she stretched sensuously before opening her eyes revealing steel grey irises. She crawled out of bed bathing her nude body in the purple light of the candles.
The Demon Lord was well-muscled, but it only enhanced her feminine allure. Her large breasts bounced with each step as she moved to a walk-in closet. The sway of her ample hips and ass would be hypnotic to any who gazed upon her. Once entering the closet she selected her clothing quickly using magic to dress herself. She of course had the power to simply materialize clothing upon herself, but her husband had found the act of her taking the time to get dressed and undressed quite sexy. Even with his disappearance, she found it hard to break that habit, so she compromised by using magic to put her clothes on.
Soon she was dressed in a white sash with purple filigree that crossed across her ample bosom and covered her nipples. She also wore a white pair of bottoms that were akin to panties with a purple demon crest across the front that was mirrored on the intersection of the sash across her chest. She slipped her feet into a pair of heels adding even more to her already imposing height. She clipped on a white cape with the same crest emblazoned across the back. The last part of her attire was a selection of jewelry. Several rings adorned her fingers along with a set of black diamond earrings. After a final check of herself, The Demon Lord waved her cape and left her room.
Her heels clicked on the stone floor as she made her way to the meeting hall. As she neared her destination a pair of golems pushed the door open for her as an Imp announced her presence to the room. "All rise! You are now in the presence of Demon Lord Nana Shimura." Nana walked into the room seeing several shadowy figures standing around a large table. The room was lit by more black candles with purple flames. On the table was a map of the Zipangu region. A throne sat at the back of the room elevated on a staircase and hanging on a tapestry behind the throne was the demonic symbol that adorned Nana's cape. Nana walked past the table and up a small staircase to the throne. She never felt comfortable in this seat, but since her husband's disappearance, she'd grown accustomed to a lot of things she detested. After taking her seat and crossing one leg over the other she spoke.
"Be seated." Her voice rang out echoing off the stone walls as the figures took their seats once more. "My daughters you have convened yet another meeting, no doubt to discuss the matter that has already been decided on." At this, a woman stepped forward she too had raven black hair, but whereas her mother's was straight and fell down her back this woman's hair looked like a wild mane of ebony falling down her back in thick locks. Her blue eyes pierced the dim lighting of the room. She was dressed in flowing robes indicative of a far eastern region of Zipangu that left her shoulders bare.
"Mother if I may speak." The elegant woman asked as she twirled her smoking pipe between her fingers. The Demon Lord gave a slight nod.
"You have the floor Midnight." This woman before her was her eldest daughter and the monster known as a Nurarihyon; a type of succubus known for luring people into their home and entrapping them there until they expire or at least that's what the stories say." Midnight bowed her head in gratitude before speaking.
"We know well your feelings on the matter mother, but we beg you to reconsider. You can't keep supporting the entire realm on your magic alone. You need more power and that means we need to be bringing in more men or you need to find a suitable one to take your place as the demon lord." At that, a pair of hands slammed on the table as another figure stood up.
"Enough beating around the bush it needs to be said plainly for all to hear. We've been skimming the human population taking a dozen men here and there when we should be capturing entire villages of men and bringing them here to feed Mother's power. I know we all know how you felt about Father. We know you want to respect his wishes to harm as few men as possible only what we need to keep our population steady, but we no longer have the luxury of Father supporting the realm." The woman who spoke was covered in white scales and had golden eyes with vertical pupils. From her mouth issued a steady stream of smoke. This woman was a creature from legend; a Dragon. One of the most feared and revered creatures in the human world.
"You are the demon lord, which means you are the realm and vice versa. One cannot exist without the other, so if your magic fails so does Zipangu. It's already shrunk significantly in the years since Father died. We know you're doing your best with the offerings we give you, but it's not enough! We need to bring more men-!" A pulse of purple energy swept over the room bringing the draconic woman to her knees.
"That is quite enough Ryukyu." The Demon Lord spoke as her eyes glowed purple staring down at her daughter. "I will not be told my limits by you or anyone else. We will continue the way we have." She said before coughing and her magic dispersed as she sat there wheezing. Ryukyu stood up as a small figure dropped down from the chair that was much too tall for her and ran over to the throne. It was a small girl with silver hair and red eyes. A cute pair of candy apple red horns peeked out from under her crown which was adorned in filigree that resembled an infinity of hearts. Her white dress was spotted with bright red hearts of varying sizes that seemed to beat alongside the young girl's movement. From the back of her dress, a dark red tail lay on the ground as she kneeled at her mother's side.
"Mommy, are you ok?" She asked clutching at the Demon Lord's powerful thighs. Nana finally seemed to catch her breath as she placed a hand on the girl's head.
"I'm fine Eri just a little hungry." She whispered as a pair of claps was heard. The door to the meeting room was opened as a dozen men were brought in. Some wore commoner clothes while the majority were dressed in the remains of destroyed armor. Each one was made to kneel before the throne as Nana stood. Her eyes glowed as she opened her mouth and breathed in deeply. The men at the bottom of her throne shuddered as their essence was pulled from them and flowed into the Demon Lord's mouth. Slowly each man was reduced to a withered husk drained of all life.
Once the deed was done the husks were gathered up by two golems and taken from the room. Nana did feel better after that, but emotionally she was disgusted. Succubi enjoyed taking a man's essence slowly making it enjoyable for the both of them and it usually never ended in their partner's death, but if Nana was to keep the Demon Realm stable she needed massive amounts of Essence. There was no room for half-measures here she was already teetering at the brink. Her power wasn't enough to support the realm alone, and so she needed to feed more often, but if she was only taking the minimum amount to support herself while giving the lion's share of that energy to the realm the conclusion was definite. She'd either starve to death and the demon realm would collapse and just become part of the human world, or eventually, it would shrink until just the area surrounding this castle would still stand.
Neither of those options was to her liking. She either had to take a husband or pass her throne and this burden on to one of her daughters, both of those options made her stomach churn. "That's enough for today I am…tired." She said standing up only for a shiver to run through the room as she felt magic she hadn't known in some time. "Toshi?" She whispered savoring the touch of her husband's oh-so-familiar magic so much so it fell to Midnight to issue the command that should have come from her mouth.
Midnight used her magic on the map before her to isolate the area where that magic had come from. "It came from the east, but that area is mostly empty. A pack of werewolves has taken over, but besides them, all that is there are some old ruins." Midnight shook her head before raising her voice. "Assemble the Werebat scouts! Have them survey the area! I want whatever caused that magic found and brought here!" An Imp saluted before flying off quickly to alert the mentioned bat scouts. Once given their mission a cloud of Werebats burst from one of the towers of the castle into the night.