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They were right to assume that she had the skill to advance on the devil's land. Blessed by an angel, her power was immense, and she was one of the most skilled with both magic and blade. Such praise was showered upon her without end; however, it all eventually went to her head, and she thought that her power was enough to stand against a cardinal sin, namely...
Jezebel, the Cardinal Sin of Lust.
She advanced onto an encampment of witches, and with the help of friends and followers, forced the great war beast, Baphomet, to retreat. All this served to do was bolster the confidence of her and her warriors. And with the witch's magic, used their own portal to travel to the demon world. Once they were on the other plain, however... Their moral quickly faded. The land was barren, the skies were black with red clouds, with only a bright red moon above giving the land it's light. The vegetation squirmed, and writhed. Slimy, any plant they came near reached for them, and it was long before they lost their first member, when she was snatched away by the plants, and dragged into an ending sea of the plants. Hearing her screams, no one thought to save her.
Quickly, everyone was overcome with fear of the world they just had entered, where everything was out to get them. From all around them, demons appeared, and attacked them. The Hero fight off those that attacked her, but her friends were not so lucky. When she reached Jezebel's palace, she was completely alone. All of her friends, she was forced to leave behind, their screams left in her mind as their parting remarks.
The black bar gates opened for her with a high pitched squeak, as if Jezebel was welcoming her presence, and inviting her inside. The bushes had black, dead leaves, and the plants in the garden appeared more like organs than plants, some of their purple saliva flinging at her as they reached for her, and her pure soul. But as soon as she stepped through the gates, a single figure awaited her in front of a fountain of stone demons relaxing in blood.
"Jezebel welcomes you to a new beginning, Hero." the woman in maid's clothing announced to her. "Dipped in the secretions from my tail, I will strike my blades into your flesh, and infest your blood with our nature." she informed her, before the maid suddenly pulled blades from her sleeves, dripping with a purple fluid. "No matter how good you are, if I strike you once, your fight will be over. Come at me, Hero, if you dare."
Rhapsody would awake from her slumber during the middle of her dream of a distant memory. The maid had met her temporary demise at her hands, but she was unable to avoid her final attack. Her arm was cut with the maid's knife, and the moment the fluid got into her body, Rhapsody, even without her words, somehow knew that she couldn't stop the infection. Before she could reach Jezebel, she collapsed, and awoke to her new life, in this very room she resides in as her bed chambers.
As if appearing from her dreams, the maid from that day was knocking on her door, and stepping through, her red eyes set on the shape of Rhapsody under the covers, lit by the never ending glow from the red moon from her window. "Did you sleep well?" the maid inquired. "I've taken the liberty of preparing your bath and attire. Jezebel has stated that she desires your presence at the best possible convenience for you. Will you require anything else from me?" she asks the demon under the soft, silky bed sheets that clung to her inhuman figure manifested by her demonic transformation.
Jezebel, the Cardinal Sin of Lust.
She advanced onto an encampment of witches, and with the help of friends and followers, forced the great war beast, Baphomet, to retreat. All this served to do was bolster the confidence of her and her warriors. And with the witch's magic, used their own portal to travel to the demon world. Once they were on the other plain, however... Their moral quickly faded. The land was barren, the skies were black with red clouds, with only a bright red moon above giving the land it's light. The vegetation squirmed, and writhed. Slimy, any plant they came near reached for them, and it was long before they lost their first member, when she was snatched away by the plants, and dragged into an ending sea of the plants. Hearing her screams, no one thought to save her.
Quickly, everyone was overcome with fear of the world they just had entered, where everything was out to get them. From all around them, demons appeared, and attacked them. The Hero fight off those that attacked her, but her friends were not so lucky. When she reached Jezebel's palace, she was completely alone. All of her friends, she was forced to leave behind, their screams left in her mind as their parting remarks.
The black bar gates opened for her with a high pitched squeak, as if Jezebel was welcoming her presence, and inviting her inside. The bushes had black, dead leaves, and the plants in the garden appeared more like organs than plants, some of their purple saliva flinging at her as they reached for her, and her pure soul. But as soon as she stepped through the gates, a single figure awaited her in front of a fountain of stone demons relaxing in blood.
"Jezebel welcomes you to a new beginning, Hero." the woman in maid's clothing announced to her. "Dipped in the secretions from my tail, I will strike my blades into your flesh, and infest your blood with our nature." she informed her, before the maid suddenly pulled blades from her sleeves, dripping with a purple fluid. "No matter how good you are, if I strike you once, your fight will be over. Come at me, Hero, if you dare."
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Chapter 1: The Cardinal's Rhapsody
Chapter 1: The Cardinal's Rhapsody
Rhapsody would awake from her slumber during the middle of her dream of a distant memory. The maid had met her temporary demise at her hands, but she was unable to avoid her final attack. Her arm was cut with the maid's knife, and the moment the fluid got into her body, Rhapsody, even without her words, somehow knew that she couldn't stop the infection. Before she could reach Jezebel, she collapsed, and awoke to her new life, in this very room she resides in as her bed chambers.
As if appearing from her dreams, the maid from that day was knocking on her door, and stepping through, her red eyes set on the shape of Rhapsody under the covers, lit by the never ending glow from the red moon from her window. "Did you sleep well?" the maid inquired. "I've taken the liberty of preparing your bath and attire. Jezebel has stated that she desires your presence at the best possible convenience for you. Will you require anything else from me?" she asks the demon under the soft, silky bed sheets that clung to her inhuman figure manifested by her demonic transformation.