What!? Never seen a Demon King of Lust before?
Chapter 77 I'm Hunting Rabbits

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40 power stones= 2 chapter release

80 power stones= 4 chapters release

150 power stones= 8 chapter release

350 power stones = 14 chapters release

Start voting for more chapters guys

.Trivia of the day #24: Nero's power triples on Christmas

Aight so we need some segs chapter, as it was brought up to my attention, enough *cough* *Cough* plot, so let's have a vote.

Who should get the Asmodeus treatment

A. Lilith

B. Nero

C. Necroma

You have 12/20/22, and depending on the result it will be the order that the smug will go so who gets first dibs for the volume, and also this volume will have a lot of fuck scenes that might make others uncomfortable, so if you're not into cannibalism, rap.e of different variety of creativity, torture, mind-break, abuse of drug and alcohol, and more.

I would advise you to leave for your sanity's sake as God has already left the chat, to those that stay welcome to if Saw was an anime, or Volume 3: Karma

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Within Asmodeu's world, there were three people whom he didn't expect to see here of all places.

A tall and scary-looking delinquent, at least 6" 4 in height, he had wild and messy red hair, bright green eyes, and white skin, around his entire upper body were tattoos of all varieties, along with slight, deep scars all over his body as well.

He wore a sleeveless red stripe work shirt, and nothing underneath, as he purposely shows his chest and abs as if to make a pointless statement.

This person was none other than the head delinquent of Asmodeus class, which was class D, Ben Humes.

While to the right of him was a short and stoic young man, he was no more than 5" 3 in height but in terms of speed, strength, and mobility, along with his psychotic behavior, he is considered the quiet demon of the class.

He had rusty blond hair that was fashioned in plaits that were tied in a bun and his haircut was cut in a fade style, he also had dark hazel eyes, but his expression remain unimpressed.

He had slightly tan skin and wore a white hooded undershirt that had the abbreviation of MS-31, which was a sign he was a part of one the most notorious and dangerous gangs in the US.

He had long black pants, and also, full black tennis shoes that deliver a wrong message and a clear sign of danger if you understand what they say about guys with black ones on.

His hand is always, in his pockets, keeping a weapon close by, but seeing that this was a dream he had nothing on him, not while inside this world.

And finally, at the far left, was one more person, a relatively tall man at least 5"10, with black hair, and thick glasses, he wore your standard office uniform, which consist of work pants, a shirt, polished shoes, and a tie.

He had clear skin, and a thick but stylish mustache, he was of German descent and his facial expression was serious, everything about him screams professionalism and order.

This man was Asmodeus's fear when he was a human, the source of all his hate, the one thing he hate more than any other human alive on the planet.

A person who the very concept of death is too good for.

"Wilburg Ludwig Julien... My father, out of all the people that I can direct my hate to, is the sole existence that can make me fill with immense anger, more than anyone else can."

Soon Asmodeus's smile of excitement and satisfaction, become one of anger and malice, it was at this moment he had but one emotion in his heart.

And that was.

(Rage)

The mere sight of seeing him here strangely did not bring him joy, nor th did it brought him comfort, instead, he began having a weird form of PTSD, that he never thought was possible.

He remembers everything in great detail, from the time the guy shot him with a nail gun, to the time he was beaten with a hot iron, from the tender age of ten years old.

The time he was forced to remember the existence of the discipline room, four corners, no light, no windows, and a small, and cramped isolation spot.

The countless time he was thrown outside to sleep in the snow, rain, and all the elements of the world, the lack of an actual bed, the lack of edible food, the lack of drinkable water, the dryness on his lips, the pain in his stomach, the lack of basic comfort.

He could remember the horrendous, and inhuman punishment he has inflicted on him, and most of all, the awful and unforgettable treatment he succumbs to for looking like his mother when he is in a good mood, all the... Questionable traumatizing, and unforgettable sexual harassment he was forced to endure.

To the point, his body, as a human was something he could never accept, or will ever acknowledge, for it was an unclean, disgusting, and vile vessel that brought him nothing but pain and agony, just by looking at it, as it was enough to churn his stomach and make him vomit at a glance, and make him feel sick out of his mind.

Lilith saw Asmodeus's unreadable and stoic expression, however, she brought these three people here as they were exactly what he needs to master his dominion over the dream realm.

Nothing would, no!

Nothing could stimulate the imagination and pure destructive creativity, of a person who had nothing but unending hate, and prejudice for others when offered a means of vengeance and justice for themselves.

Lilith knows that one of two things will happen, to her liege, at this moment.

The first outcome is the worst-case scenario being Asmodeus's fear of his father will hinder his activities, or make him unable to act as his fear for him surpass everything he has seen and experienced so far, along with the result of his actions always ends in hopelessness, as that result was engraved into his very being from a very young age.

The second outcome, well can only be described as a darker turn that ends with only humanity losing, as his hate and disgust far surpass his fears.

In layman's terms, humans will have another monster on their hands, and due to their animalistic behavior, they will sow what they reap, as they will have no choice but to fight the new generations of Demon Kings they all created in a way.

Lust is a sin

Melancholy is a sin

Greed is a sin

Wrath is a sin

Pride is a sin

Vanity is a sin

Gluttony is a sin

Envy is a sin

Sloth is a sin

In a way, if you add all nine together you have a human being.

Asmodeus of End, a being created to bring forth an end to all that disturb the balance, a slave to the world will, a prisoner by choice, and means to an end that will bring forth a new beginning, it is said he was starved of love and an absent of happiness, but ironically enough his existence hold to order of life in place if he dies the very concept of love and Lust dies for every and all being with him as well, as result chaos and extinction will all that is to come.

Ophis of Demise, the collective of all negative emotions, across all planes, is the representation of all living things' negativity, good and bad, her presence alone means Demise for the living, she is the collective hate of the world's misfortune, it's said she hates all life, and can't tell right from wrong, the purpose of her existence is to cause collective misfortune, grief, pain, and suffering to the living, and return life to death, to control the population, and inflict harsh punishment on others.

Together these two make the two heads of the Beast of Akashina, although seven heads remain to make the chaos that is the beast to be born into this world.

But alas, these humans will know what pain and agony truly are.

As Asmodeus took his first step into the future, as he walked toward the three men who were talking, his eyes block by a cold darkness.

"Honestly what kind of shit is this?"

"Tsk can you calm down Ben your shouting won't get us anywhere."

"It trues what the short one said, please stop the shouting, it is very irritating."

The middle age man said, to which Ben look at him and said.

"And who the Fuck are you supposed to be?"

However, the man didn't answer instead his eye was focused on the mysterious tall man who suddenly just sneak up on them all as his figure toward the aggravated ben, to which he turned around with a surprised look.

However, he wasn't scared or intimidated by Asmodeu's height, instead, he asks him.

"And who are you?"

"..."

Asmodeus didn't answer.

"Do you know where we are?"

"..."

Yet again there was no answer, this pissed Ben off, and shouted at the mysterious man dressed in grey sweatpants and a shirt.

"Oi... I fucking talking to you ma... Ngh... AWGH!!!

Plpp!!

Crack!!

But before Ben could even finish talking, he immediately felt a burning and aching pain travel up his right arm.

And when he looks down, he notices his hand was suddenly tied in a knot.

"What the hell...

Drop!

The sound of the middle age man dropping to the ground could be heard, as he said.

"Is this some kind of joke, what t-t-the hell is going on?"

Meanwhile, Jason rushes toward Ben and asks.

"You good, dam that looks like a serious injury!"

Instantly he look at Asmodeus and said.

"What the hell did you do?"

But Asmodeus didn't answer him the instant he slowly put his hand on Jason's head, to which Jason replied by grabbing his hand while.

"Get your hands off me... Aghhhh... It burns... Aww... Ughnaaa!!!

However, his defiance didn't last long because right away Asmodeus lit his entire head on fire, as the painful full screams of man could be heard, and Jason began rolling and screaming on the ground.

Despite this he said nothing, however, his eyes suddenly turn to Mr. Julian who instantly got up and began to run in fear.

To be continued.

Next time: Rip and tear