Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World

Asmodeus sat on a rock lodged inside the white wooden roots and branches, gazing at the people he had dragged together, all suffering.

What also confused him was that he had sensed Sariel before he entered the portal, but now she had vanished completely.

'Aristella where is the little succubus that came with us?'

However, when he asked, there wasn't a response, or rather, since he completed his task and they spoke a little, she seemed to have vanished.

[Hehe~ Inside waiting!]

'Tsk...'

Somehow, he didn't want to get Sariel involved in troublesome events, especially related to the divine, because her soul was divided into two halves. There was never a chance it wouldn't have a negative effect on her future if something were to happen.

He stood from the rock, looking at the elevated path while taking a deep breath.

"If I leave here, the others will worry... but I cannot afford to leave Sariel alone."

Asmodeus shook his head, stepping onto the black bridge with blue lights; each step he took caused light to illuminate a panel beneath his feet, causing him to get a bad feeling.

He looked back after travelling halfway down the passage and noticed on either side, the steep fall into what seemed to be pure mana in liquid form caused his chest to throb.

[Hehe~ closer!]

The teasing voice sounded innocent, like a child... different from the usual Aristella, who was mature and rather gentle.

Unable to rely on his brute strength, Asmodeus walked further into the trial.

The beautiful green glow of the vines and branches covering the ceiling and walls started to shimmer as he came closer to the strange doorway. The heavier the weight and pressure on his body from the pure mana started to push down on him.

"Ugh... damn it."

Unlike physical pressure, the weight of the pure mana was something different... formless yet able to cause his bones and body to ache and creak from the immense pressure.

In order to continue further, Asmodeus began to release more and more demonic mana and power. Soon, his physique started to shift, and he was no longer in his human form.

Two large curved horns, pointed ears, and sharp elongated teeth revealed themselves—after fighting the illusory vision of his mother, the transformation became smoother. The slight rejection of himself and the changes in his figure faded after seeing how much this form resembled his mother Lilith's true form.

While releasing a large amount of mana to keep the form, he was also forced to absorb an equal amount of mana from the pure pools below to maintain his Demon King form... but something inside him began to tingle, an itch, an ache as if wearing something too small.

The demonic form allowed him to step further, feeling his exoskeleton crack and shatter piece by piece due to the increased strain as his body expanded without proper guidance, but before reaching the doors, the pressure began growing rapidly, causing his lips to crack from him pushing them together to endure the pain.

His head twisted around with one last snap, causing his large curved horns to crumble, shattering as his ability to absorb mana vanished almost completely... the horns of a demon were important, though they would regrow—if a demon lost their horn, their ability to use mana and maintain their form drastically reduced.

"Ngh...what the hell is this..."

The doors were barely within his reach now—he needed to enter that room and find Sariel as soon as possible, so what if his power weakened? It didn't matter... all that mattered was—

"Agh!?"

Pain struck his entire body—every organ within and every bone screamed out for him to stop moving, as he sensed he was now at the limit... the peak of his limits... anything higher and Asmodeus would not be able to withstand this pressure.

Asmodeus roared with all his might, forcing his hands through the glowing green wooden doors—they were easy to open from this side...

Stepping through the green door, he could not turn back because, once inside, he could not see or hear a thing. He was merely walking blindly through a pure white space.

There were no smells, nothing to sense, just emptiness and a strange sense of tranquillity.

Rather... he looked back to see a crumble form on the ground, his figure bloody and lifeless... or rather, it looked like a human mannequin.

"Is that my body?"

[Are you here? Finally... you took so long!]

He heard her voice again, clearer than before, as if coming from every angle possible. Aristella wasn't just teasing him anymore.

"Aristella!" His voice echoed over and over... a never-ending voice.

The female voice giggled innocently, ignoring what Asmodeus said.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

To one side of him, two massive black wings expanded slowly with an angelic shape, only to flap gently... they looked like butterfly wings before the figure became clearer.

A young girl... with a pristine and pure-looking face.

Her hair was blonde, with golden light shining through each strand. It fluttered in an invisible wind, touching the top of her hips with curls at the end.

Her eyes were deep blue yet glowed gold as the pupil contracted, giving an enchanting glow.

"You finally came! Ryuji? Asmodeus? Hehe~ which is best?" She clapped her hands together with excitement.

"Who are you?"

"What a silly question... I am Arista," she said with a slight giggle as if he should already be aware.

Asmodeus furrowed his brow before realising something...

"Who is Arista? I am looking for Aristella..."

"Hmmm? But Arista and Stella are two different people?" Her head tilted as she placed a hand on her cheek, looking at Asmodeus with a pitiful expression, almost as if he were the most foolish person in the world.

"Then why do you sound identical?"

"Hehe, we aren't identical," the little girl laughed before raising her arms, "Look at me? Do I look the same height as Stella?"

"...No." Asmodeus gazed into her eyes for a few seconds.

The black-winged butterfly fluttered around his body, her height less than 120cm, as she hugged his arm and giggled several times.

Muttering things like, "it's just like she said!" or "you really have changed!"

But suddenly, she slapped his face with her left palm and shouted,

"Why!? Why didn't you protect her!?" The childish tone shifted immediately, turning mature but still innocent.

"Asmodeus..." she frowned when she heard that name. Why did you put Serena in danger?" The little fairy pouted, golden dust flickering from her wings as she fluttered towards the distance. Only, there was no distance; it seemed endless.

Arista, or rather Aristella, turned away and covered her face in annoyance.

"She shouldn't have trusted you..." She breathed with a pained sigh.

'...Why does it sound so sad?'

"Is Serena alright?" Asmodeus only lost contact with her after Aristella started speaking to him—or at least this woman who claimed to be called Arista.

"Hmph..." Aristella huffed as she floated over to him. "Of course, she is fine, unlike your mother. I tried so hard to keep everyone together."

Asmodeus furrowed his brow. "My Mother?" Experience exclusive tales on empire

"Mmm," Aristella nodded her head in agreement, but something about her didn't seem right... Rather, she seemed to speak in half-truths or something lacking from her explanations and words. He couldn't explain it, but that's the feeling he got from speaking to her.

"Poor Lilith... to save her son, save her husband she left... unable to live in another world without mana." Arista flew around, releasing some golden dust as she stopped directly before Asmodeus.

A tear rolled down her cheek, followed by more, before she looked up towards the Demon King with sorrow. "You will break Serena's heart like you broke you mothers!"

Arista released more golden dust from her body and wings, causing Asmodeus to cough and step backwards. The thick glitter-like dust got everywhere and clouded his vision. Afterwards, he found himself in an entirely new world.

Surrounding him was darkness...

In the centre of the world, there was a figure lying on the floor... with huge, beautiful white wings.

Asmodeus didn't know who it was but knew that she must be related to Arista...

However, he didn't get any negative feelings from the person sleeping peacefully, even though she looked like the same type of butterfly. The atmosphere of her body made him feel different.

With each step he took toward her, the world became alive.

On the first step, flowers started to appear, pulsed with life in his second, and on his third, the sky turned blue.

With each stride towards her, the world grew vibrant, revealing a flower field. Her hair grew out until it reached her ankles, and her long black hair swayed in the gentle breeze as it flowed upwards.

The small woman started to breathe as she awakened.

"Mmm?" The lovely butterfly's eyes opened, a silver colour as the dust from her wings carried the same hue. "Who are you?"

"Asmodeus..."

Suddenly, upon hearing his name, the face of the small woman lit up brightly, her lips curled into a lovely smile as she shone like the moon.

"You finally came... I waited so long for you to arrive! Stella was almost too tired of waiting..."

The only thought that sprung into his mind was the reason that the goddess Aristella might have taken an interest in Sariel. However, meeting the two butterflies and the goddess sometimes switching personalities...

Thus, he moved closer and reached out to the small woman. "How long have you waited for me, I am sorry for making you wait."

Yet in his mind, their names continued to repeat: Arista and Stella...