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There was an angel who had forsaken her god. Actually, there were many angels who turned away from the Chief God, who had taken rule following the corruption of the previous god Persephone. Persephone was a beloved god and kept the land's peace for centuries despite the threat of demons and monsters. But one day, hundreds of years ago, Persephone slayed the Demon that ruled over all of Hell in an attempt to hold back the demons from the human world, and in doing so, took in all that made him godly. The angels who had at first stood victorious over the land of demons, then fled from it's new ruler, demoralized upon finding Persephone as a demon. With the power of the Chief God and the Lord of Hell in her possession, Persephone came to be regarded as the most terrifying existence any world has ever known. She was unable to even hold her form, and became like a black hole in Hell, a center that none could enter without being consumed. Persephone could only interact with the world by separating herself into smaller pieces, and those fragments were referred to as Lilim, daughters of the Demon Lord.
The Lilim ventured out, and eventually came to have human lovers. Whether these human men were willing or not, even a Lilim, but a fragment of Persephone, contains immense power. Persephone gathered power from these men, and used that power to break the old Demon Lord's curse from her soul, separating his power into seven fragments that would become known as the Seven Cardinal Sins. And they would take shape, becoming Persephone's own daughters. With her power under her own control, she changed all demons and monsters in Hell and in the closest realm of Gaea. These creatures turned into mamono who took on the shapes of attractive females, and their instincts were altered as well. Affecting billions of creatures at once with her power, even Persephone had her limits. All that changed was that the demons and monsters had their instincts changed to seek love from the humans, instead of death. Her power also infused them with her energy, creating a miasma in the atmosphere called the succubus curse. The monsters drew from this power, and on top of becoming women, became even more powerful than they were before.
An angel's life was easy before this change. To slay monsters in the name of humanity made angels nothing but divine. But when monsters began to look like human women seeking love from men, the angels' attempt to save humanity from extinction began to seem savage and brutal. Humans who die as saints come to be angels in Heaven. Women who turn into monsters lose their humanity, and men who become husbands to monsters are anything but saintly. It soon became a pandemic in the Holy Lands, and angels gradually became more concerned with their own kind than the humans. That is when the Chief God of the current day stepped in... And ruled that all humans who associate with monsters shall be purged. She began feeding lies to the human population, that the monsters hadn't changed, and that they still seek to kill humans, only now by seducing them in order to feast on their bodies in private. The word of God made this fear widespread, and an immense hatred of monsters grew... Humans began killing monsters alongside angels... But there were always some who viewed it as inhumane.
Clara was one among them. Compared to many elders, she was still very young, and upon seeing her fellow angels kill infant human girls who were turning into mamono, she betrayed her God. She no longer had the blessing of the Holy Lands to sustain her celestial body. She was a magical being that would fade away if not sustained... For the sake of survival, Clara would have only one option, and that was to let the invisible miasma absorb into her body to become a fallen angel. Absorbing the curse, she would manage to survive by feeding off of humankind. Many men she experienced, and many women she turned into mamono through making contact... She was now an enemy of God. She had to seek the only bastion she could...
Pandemonium.
Pandemonium Castle.
Such was a truly mysterious and confusing place. It was not even of the same world as Gaea, but a separate realm that the god Pandora herself created for those who followed her to seek protection. Pandora was a mystical being that accepted all things in life to establish true neutrality. She walks with one black wing and one white as a sign that she is neither holy nor fallen. Her followers worship her by both embracing Persephone's curse and seeking to sustain and prolong the human race. All manner of races walk the streets of her city, as do they in her castle. Human women are protected from the curse by the Dark Priests, and when you see them, they are usually pregnant with a human child. Religious holidays are held every sunday, and after speeches, prayer is conducted via an orgy with every church member present. They practice the art of being prolific and seeking of pleasure from one another. This led to a very open and friendly community. Everyone knows each other, and everyone cares for one another.
Such was the community Clara found herself coming into. With the humans who were also ostracized from society following her, they walked into the city of Pandora to find it was Sunday... And the streets were filled with those individuals carelessly making love anywhere they pleased. Two women were kissing each other while sharing a pastry treat in front of a cafe. A man had a woman bent over a supply box in a warehouse store, and there was two men in the middle of the street... Also participating. Clara and her group had to step around them. As it turns out, Pandora had an aura emanating from her various churches, which seemed to subtly control human emotion. She and her fellows were affected by it, but it was easy enough to ignore.
Clara's invitation to the castle began with being discovered by Lady Pandora herself, as she hovered above them and called out to Clara, noting her as a new face. Clara was invited into the castle, and also invited to partake in the religious ceremony. Following Pandora, the woman's personality might have hid for a moment, her godly presence. She was not as mighty as God, but it was still not a small power even by comparison. Clara was led into a giant celebratory hall, where countless guests of all shapes, colors, races and sizes were partaking in the mass act of debauchery before her.
"Obviously I would like for you to serve me, but instead of thinking me as your god, I'd like for you to think of me as your friend!" Pandora would announce to Clara, before inviting her to join the party. If Clara accepted... Then she'd quickly be swept into the mob of passionate love makers. Bringing out her futanari if she so chose, it would end up in a lustful woman's pussy, who was already soaked with cum. For good reason too, she was quite attractive. In the meanwhile, a man with a wettened cock would embrace Clara from behind and insert himself into her body, while another man and woman would come closer, sucking on Clara's breasts while they too were receiving service from others. Then, Pandora stepped in front of Clara, and held her own futanari length in front of the fallen angel's lips, while the various orgy members flocked to Pandora, calling out her name lustfully, eager to fuck her. She didn't even react with more than a sweet coo as a man lustfully grabbed the underside of Pandra's breasts, and began plunging himself into her pussy.
"Welcome to Castle Pandemonium! Enjoy your stay!"
It must have been hours. Hours and hours of constant sex. Everyone covered in sexual juices that belonged to spirits knew who. While Clara arrived slightly hungry for energy, she was brimming full of it now. It was after a time of sex that some of the orgy members, mainly the humans, were going to sleep, either on the carpet, or blankets, or various pieces of furniture. Even futons were present, few held two lovers, others held many more. Beings like Clara, magical beings, went into a state of sleep so that they could comfort their human lovers, or even because they wanted to simply lay with one of their own kind. Clara had various men and women sleeping with her on a giant mat that was prepared for their new guest. Almost everyone wanted a turn with the newcomer Clara almost as much as they wanted to make love to the wonderful Lady Pandora.
Someone was stepping over the various sleeping people, and approaching Clara carefully, but intently. Seeing Clara, he made a small noise of confirmation, before taking a seat and watching Clara from a short distance away. Whenever Clara moved or noticed him, he'd speak to her. "Good Evening, Lady Clara." he greeted her. "Did the welcoming party treat you well?"
The Lilim ventured out, and eventually came to have human lovers. Whether these human men were willing or not, even a Lilim, but a fragment of Persephone, contains immense power. Persephone gathered power from these men, and used that power to break the old Demon Lord's curse from her soul, separating his power into seven fragments that would become known as the Seven Cardinal Sins. And they would take shape, becoming Persephone's own daughters. With her power under her own control, she changed all demons and monsters in Hell and in the closest realm of Gaea. These creatures turned into mamono who took on the shapes of attractive females, and their instincts were altered as well. Affecting billions of creatures at once with her power, even Persephone had her limits. All that changed was that the demons and monsters had their instincts changed to seek love from the humans, instead of death. Her power also infused them with her energy, creating a miasma in the atmosphere called the succubus curse. The monsters drew from this power, and on top of becoming women, became even more powerful than they were before.
An angel's life was easy before this change. To slay monsters in the name of humanity made angels nothing but divine. But when monsters began to look like human women seeking love from men, the angels' attempt to save humanity from extinction began to seem savage and brutal. Humans who die as saints come to be angels in Heaven. Women who turn into monsters lose their humanity, and men who become husbands to monsters are anything but saintly. It soon became a pandemic in the Holy Lands, and angels gradually became more concerned with their own kind than the humans. That is when the Chief God of the current day stepped in... And ruled that all humans who associate with monsters shall be purged. She began feeding lies to the human population, that the monsters hadn't changed, and that they still seek to kill humans, only now by seducing them in order to feast on their bodies in private. The word of God made this fear widespread, and an immense hatred of monsters grew... Humans began killing monsters alongside angels... But there were always some who viewed it as inhumane.
Clara was one among them. Compared to many elders, she was still very young, and upon seeing her fellow angels kill infant human girls who were turning into mamono, she betrayed her God. She no longer had the blessing of the Holy Lands to sustain her celestial body. She was a magical being that would fade away if not sustained... For the sake of survival, Clara would have only one option, and that was to let the invisible miasma absorb into her body to become a fallen angel. Absorbing the curse, she would manage to survive by feeding off of humankind. Many men she experienced, and many women she turned into mamono through making contact... She was now an enemy of God. She had to seek the only bastion she could...
Pandemonium.
Chapter 1: Welcome to Castle Pandemonium
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Pandemonium Castle.
Such was a truly mysterious and confusing place. It was not even of the same world as Gaea, but a separate realm that the god Pandora herself created for those who followed her to seek protection. Pandora was a mystical being that accepted all things in life to establish true neutrality. She walks with one black wing and one white as a sign that she is neither holy nor fallen. Her followers worship her by both embracing Persephone's curse and seeking to sustain and prolong the human race. All manner of races walk the streets of her city, as do they in her castle. Human women are protected from the curse by the Dark Priests, and when you see them, they are usually pregnant with a human child. Religious holidays are held every sunday, and after speeches, prayer is conducted via an orgy with every church member present. They practice the art of being prolific and seeking of pleasure from one another. This led to a very open and friendly community. Everyone knows each other, and everyone cares for one another.
Such was the community Clara found herself coming into. With the humans who were also ostracized from society following her, they walked into the city of Pandora to find it was Sunday... And the streets were filled with those individuals carelessly making love anywhere they pleased. Two women were kissing each other while sharing a pastry treat in front of a cafe. A man had a woman bent over a supply box in a warehouse store, and there was two men in the middle of the street... Also participating. Clara and her group had to step around them. As it turns out, Pandora had an aura emanating from her various churches, which seemed to subtly control human emotion. She and her fellows were affected by it, but it was easy enough to ignore.
Clara's invitation to the castle began with being discovered by Lady Pandora herself, as she hovered above them and called out to Clara, noting her as a new face. Clara was invited into the castle, and also invited to partake in the religious ceremony. Following Pandora, the woman's personality might have hid for a moment, her godly presence. She was not as mighty as God, but it was still not a small power even by comparison. Clara was led into a giant celebratory hall, where countless guests of all shapes, colors, races and sizes were partaking in the mass act of debauchery before her.
"Obviously I would like for you to serve me, but instead of thinking me as your god, I'd like for you to think of me as your friend!" Pandora would announce to Clara, before inviting her to join the party. If Clara accepted... Then she'd quickly be swept into the mob of passionate love makers. Bringing out her futanari if she so chose, it would end up in a lustful woman's pussy, who was already soaked with cum. For good reason too, she was quite attractive. In the meanwhile, a man with a wettened cock would embrace Clara from behind and insert himself into her body, while another man and woman would come closer, sucking on Clara's breasts while they too were receiving service from others. Then, Pandora stepped in front of Clara, and held her own futanari length in front of the fallen angel's lips, while the various orgy members flocked to Pandora, calling out her name lustfully, eager to fuck her. She didn't even react with more than a sweet coo as a man lustfully grabbed the underside of Pandra's breasts, and began plunging himself into her pussy.
"Welcome to Castle Pandemonium! Enjoy your stay!"
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It must have been hours. Hours and hours of constant sex. Everyone covered in sexual juices that belonged to spirits knew who. While Clara arrived slightly hungry for energy, she was brimming full of it now. It was after a time of sex that some of the orgy members, mainly the humans, were going to sleep, either on the carpet, or blankets, or various pieces of furniture. Even futons were present, few held two lovers, others held many more. Beings like Clara, magical beings, went into a state of sleep so that they could comfort their human lovers, or even because they wanted to simply lay with one of their own kind. Clara had various men and women sleeping with her on a giant mat that was prepared for their new guest. Almost everyone wanted a turn with the newcomer Clara almost as much as they wanted to make love to the wonderful Lady Pandora.
Someone was stepping over the various sleeping people, and approaching Clara carefully, but intently. Seeing Clara, he made a small noise of confirmation, before taking a seat and watching Clara from a short distance away. Whenever Clara moved or noticed him, he'd speak to her. "Good Evening, Lady Clara." he greeted her. "Did the welcoming party treat you well?"