Ep10: Crazy and Creative Malice

Isuka found herself in that place again. That damned city where everyone has sex and you can't walk 15 feet without seeing something that could arouse you. She hated everything about this city, this dream, and especially her.

She sighed as she looked at herself in the reflection of one of her books. Back then her hair was a darker shade of purple, longer and unkempt, and she was a human. She didn't have magical powers, nor did she have any particular physical prowess. Just the connections and the brains to evade rape.

She had a routine for this dream now. She dug into her satchel, attached the demonic appendages to her body. The adhesive magic imbued in them sealed them onto her, making her look like a lesser succubus, or even a succubus if she could act the part. Like this, she entered the city, keeping a cloak over most of her body as to not draw attention. Like anyone would pay attention to a cloaked demon anyways. Everyone is too busy lewding to do much of anything else.

That includes going to the Lescatie library, stockpiled with the last bit of spells Isuka needed to complete her collection. She had explored the realms, recording each and every spell for the sake of collection. She yearned to preserve anything she could get her hands on, from the easy to find to the ones that you will have to search through the rubble of ruins for years to get your hands on. In some cases, she needed help to gain access to forbidden spells that were intentionally locked away. It was not like she would use one to reak havoc on her world, but if she ever got bored….

But currently, she was focused on searching the library. She has staved off locations such as this one for a while, but she had already searched everything else, including the other dark realms she procrastinated on. After finishing every inch of the Mist alive, she trudged over to here like a child that had been procrastinating their science fair project for months. Logically, this should be easier than Royal Makai, but there she had an escort, and the Demon Lord was as friendly as the Wandering Scholar had written about. She had no such hospitality, nor protection here. If she was caught, it would most likely be over.

Her heart pounded with each mamono that passed just a bit too close beside her. She swore the ones with the fluffy ears could just hear her chest wishing to burst out, her body just wanted to run away forever from the prospect of monsterization. But she kept on, walking as normal as she could with a normal, everyday face. Finally, she made it to the library, in one, order-friendly piece. She checked in with the librarian and began to search the library, starting with the A section and working her way down.

She got to the H section when she heard commotion through the walls. Guards, dispatched after Koyoi muttered something about some pure presence lurking around through her cloud of sex. It was a mere, casual throwaway sentence, but it was taken somewhat seriously since the Inari acknowledged it. No one had pinpointed her location at the library. It could also be that it's just someone else that is trying to do the hopeless task of restoring the religious bulwark.

She took another swig of a vial filled with SE when she started feeling swoony. She has quite a bunch to keep her SE/DE balance in check. She continued transcribing, getting to the M section when she saw someone else reading a book of spells. Nothing the wrong with that, just have to wait the reader out. She does seem to be powerful though. Such large….dark wings...and a dark tail...pale skin…

Isuka's writing hand stopped as she snuck more glances at the person beside her, her panic increasing as she got a more and more detailed profile. She was staring at the fourth princess of the demon realm, casually doing her own research right beside her. Now that she thought about it, she saw another signature when signing up to take a book or two with her. Why didn't she pay attention to it?

She calmed herself down, going around Druella to find another spellbook to transcribe. But the next available one was beside her….oh how she hated this moment of the dream. "Excuse me," she whispered as she reached for the free book. Druella stepped aside, not paying much attention to her. Either it was didn't mean much her, or she as to engrossed in her own work to pay attention. She heard Druella take a whiff, then another before scratching her nose.

Then a third, and another as her head slowly looked up. They both respectively thought and hoped her nose was just itchy. Then the both, also respectively realized her nose picked up a smell any mamono could pick up. The smell of Spirit Energy. Isuka kept transcribing. If she stopped now, it would just raise suspicion…

She used one of the hardcovers to track Druella's head movement. She looked around, looking for a man that could be around, then looked at Isuka herself. Isuka's hand moved faster, trying to get down the last new spell in her notebook so she could close it. Just a few more characters…

"Do you smell any men here?" Druella asked as Isuka closed her notebook and put the book back. "I haven't smelled this much energy since this morning."

What would a succubus say… "I am just as confused, although it could be that I forgot to wash."

"Gross, but admirable. But…" she leaned to get a look under the hood of the cloak. "Why would a succubus be here instead of playing with your husband? I wake up early to enjoy my lewdness for hours on end…."

"My my, I did not know we hade much in common!" Isuka said, her voice cracking at the last moment. "But, I wished to try out some new spells to pleasure my husband more."

"Which you were searching for in 'Origins of the Mist'?"

Oh no…. "I like my literature and sex in one place." Isuka started moving, feeling the effects of Druella's natural aura starting to get stronger. She needed to leave, now.

"Wait dear, do you want to use my book? I know you were collecting spells. I do it too sometimes~" Druella was getting serious, sauntering after Isuka at a casual pace. "No no, I shall just work my way in from all the z bo…"

"And lose your place?" Druella said, suddenly in front of her. She yanked the hood off her head, getting a good look at the fake horns on her head. "Interesting, you're a succubus yet you don't have any lewd smell coming off you."

"Have a heart?" Isuka tried, knowing that her cover was pretty much blown at this point. "I rather step on yours before I take it, now Kneel."

"No!" She poked Druella eyes before her overbearing aura comes down on her, scurrying behind a few shelves while she rubbed the pain out of her eyes. "Oh, now you've done it! You think you can just poke a lilim and get away with it!?"

"Come uh, fuck me in the ass then!" Isuka went, moving to the D and E sections. For some reason, dictionaries and encyclopedias were placed there, which meant that there was bound to be a heavy book placed there, either by organization or because someone misplaced it. She downed 2 more vials of spirit energy and dug through, picking up a phonebook that looked like it would work for her. She knocked down a book on Dihydrogen Monoxide to draw her attention, hiding as she saw Druella's horn round the table.

"You can't run forever bi-" she ate a phone book to the face as soon as she got close enough to the end of the walkway, stumbling back before getting hit in the neck at full force, and fainting. Isuka took several talismans out, extending Druella's body as she wrote "freeze" on each one and placed them all over her body. "That should freeze you into place…" She said under her breath, going around the library and gathering the rest of the spellbooks she couldn't transcribe. Luckily the librarian did not care since she was in the middle of solitaire, so she was able to dump them in her satchel and start fleeing. She slowly opened the doors to exit but closed it once she saw dragons in armor, surrounding the entrance waiting for someone to come out.

"You like them? The Lescatie guard is very adept at pinpointing free, unclaimed spirit energy. Especially ones from pure, untainted girls such as yourself~" Isuka turned around, before being grabbed by the neck and held from the ground. "I should very well kill you right now. Look at you, a human, more so a mere woman, thinking she knocks out a princess, then leaving her to run. But now your tricks are gone. All you can do now is squirm hopelessly as- oh, are you trying to say something?" She squeezed harder, holding her ear to Isuka's mouth to listen to her. "You're right, you can't breathe. But, I see something better I can do to you. You as a succubus…" She used her free hand to rip the horns and wings and tails off Isuka, burning them as each part came off her body. "...is a waste of your talent. You deserve a curse that fits the person, not to be just turned into some common slut. I have enough of those to swoon me already."

Isuka's vision was losing light in the corners, the lack of oxygen on her brain started to affect her eyesight. She couldn't grip anything anymore, only being able to use her hands to push weakly against Druella's cheek. "When you wake up Isuka, you will be much, much better~"

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"Fucking-" Isuka's eyes shot open as she sat up. She looked around, back in her own, dark, safe library. To her right, Virto was still out, the drunken blush only half faded away. "Better drunk than me I guess," she muttered as she crawled over to Virto, taking off his lab coat. She saw pictures on one of the interior pockets. All too curious, she plucked them out, turning her eyes into lamps to view them. They seemed to be taken by someone else, most of them showing Virto hanging out with a Yokai. A few were the two doing karaoke, one was Virto...why did Virto have golden gloves, and why does he look in pain?

The last two she saw were him and the Inari sharing a glass of carbonated beverage with two straws. The first one was them drinking it, and the next one….

Isuka couldn't help but blush, looking over at Virto, then back at the picture. She unceremoniously restacked the photos, placing the indescribable one under her hat, and the rest back in his lab coat. She went and flew herself onto the roof, checking the repairs that were done to fix any damage. It looked like a stable place now, being able to support her sitting on it as she watched the sunrise on the horizon. Her mind went back to the new, other, probably fake lilim, the one that did not want to be a clone anymore. She wondered if she was like the other lilims, or if she's was worse…

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Meanwhile, in a later timezone…

"And that is why I want to be a real lilim." Said Calice, placing down her manifesto on her rise to lewd handholding. The king and queen she spoke to looked at her in complete disgust. In all their lives, they had never met someone who was so outrightly lewd, in the middle of a holy court. She flew into the building, completely nude and grinning ear to ear. Not even the few mamono they managed to capture weren't even this bad. "I...guards, kill her." With no words for her, she waved her off, two guards grabbing her and trying to move her out of the chapel, to the center of town where she can be made an example off.

However, they couldn't move her, both fully armored knights pulling against the equivalent of a large boulder. "Y-you don't like my idea?" She said, looking more disappointed than fearful. Her eyes were like a puppy that has been denied extra treats after playtime. "Guards, just move her already!"

"We are trying my king! But she, ugh, won't move!" More guards came to try to shift her, but she remained as immovable as a sword in stone. Her face slowly darkened as her gaze stayed locked on the king. She started approaching where he sat, her nano-tail whipping everyone that dared to try to stop her progress. The crumpled to the floor leaking spirit energy from their body, a path of miniature destruction starting to form as more through their lives in danger to protect the king. Their sacrifices ended up in vain as she reached him, grabbing him by his stuffy collar and lifting him with one hand. Not a scratch was on her, but everyone else was harmed. "If you won't hold hands with me," she said, a single tear being shredded on her face. "Then I'll just have to make you!"

A kingdom-wide rapefest later…

She laughed maniacally as she sat on the throne, the king locked up in a wooden cage-like a common feral dog. He had broken down, reduced to watch in claustrophobic confinement as his queen was fucked by monsterized incubi. His cries and begs had been reduced to sobbing quietly, as she was come inside once more, only for her gaping hole to be passed on to the next villager to be fucked mercilessly. Her mouth and hands were occupied as well, a crowd around her waiting to have their turn to shoot their sperm onto her royal body. "I think I like her better like this, especially since she finally stopped crying and whining about it being wrong."

"You monster...you said you would hold hands…."

"And you were supposed to listen to my manifesto!" Calice suddenly snapped, her tail whipping the side of the cage. He whimpered and curled up more, begging the Chief God to save him from this hell. "It was my first, no, second masterpiece, and you didn't even say you hated it! You...are the worst kind of friend. You're...you're...a meanie!" The "fake" lilim turned her head to the sky, seeing the atmosphere starting to change as the purity of the land started to lose its grip. "But now, you meanies will be better...once this place is a demon realm, you will hold hands as much as you want! Except...you."

"Just kill me…." he begged. "You can have my kingdom, please...end me where I stand…"

"But that wouldn't be fun, would it?~" Her pink eyes glowered, opening his cage, and standing up. He tumbled out after being stuck there so long, his body having fallen asleep and lacking feeling in his extremities. He tried to crawl over to his wife, to salvage the one thing he wanted for himself, but his hand was pressed on by a paw. He looked up, seeing a Hellhound smiling down on him. He had heard of them, even slaughtered one. But now, he was going to suffer under one.

"The mamono have arrived," Calice said, feeling the power of her new realm filling her body. "A few more kingdoms, and I won't need Virto's nanites to fuel my influence! Unfortunately, that means I can't watch the full fall of your home. Enjoy the hellhound pussy, and send a letter to tell me how much you love it!" She took off from the ground, the wings propelling her faster and faster until she was as fast as a tengu. The king looked at her, his voice was gone as the hellhound watched her take off. He looked back at the hellhound for some sort of remorse in her eyes. Nothing.

Meanwhile, Calice flew without care, wiping any lewd juices that coated her still naked form off her mid-flight. If she was going to corrupt the lands, she had to do it as elegantly as she could. She passed over a lake, deciding to land to redo her perfectly straight hair. She saw herself for the first time, starting to understand the stares she kept getting and how everyone kept telling her to put something on. "I need clothing…"

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"I would like this please," Calice said, pointing to a grey pleated skirt. The Jorou that manned the shop told her that it came with a set, and that to get it, she must pay the price listed. "What if I told you that I was a lilim?" She asked, Jorou shaking her head. "Lilim or not, it still costs 500 gold to wear this. For you see, this armor was dropped by a fabled princess warrior…"

"But I don't have anything to wear," Calice said, getting on her knees and holding out her hands to beg. "Please, please, I cannot wear anything else...and that skirt looks soo me!"

"I'm sorry, but you will have to find a way to make 500 gold. But, I can tell you that there is a strength contest taking place in town today."

"....nevermind then." Calice slowly got up and started flying away, watching the store that housed her new favorite clothing to wear disappear as she went above the clouds. She flew aimlessly, wondering how she could be a lilim if she couldn't even get a 500 gold dress to flaunt.

While lost in thought, she saw another kingdom down below, one that looked much more advanced and fortified than her first one. Blimps flew around, everyone, even the commoners, had horse carriages that moved them along the ground in leisure. Buildings were built up instead of wide, with structures that looked bland on the outside, but held like a fortress against the elements. A perfect way to take her mind off of losing her favorite clothing. She paused her flight, rising up until gravity took hold of her being, and started pulling her back into the earth. She shifted into a straight-up dive, breaking to the clouds as she closed in onto the city. People looking up started noticing the projectile that was zooming down towards them, most hurrying indoors to protect themselves from impact. She could feel her next targets, just losing themselves in front of her once she landed, but before she could, she was suddenly sent careening sideways just as fast. Her falling was thrown way off, sending her tumbling down into the nearby forests to land in a big cloud of dirt and rubble. Trees that she collided with fell down as if they were chopped with an ax.

She groaned as the dust cleaned, her naked form now covered in dirt and scratches from head to toe. As she got up she heard an object fall, making a strange metal sound as she landed. She picked it up to look. It was a .5 cal round, being as long as her hand, and as big as a Chinese finger trap. But she didn't know that. All she knew was that this pointy thing had downed her like an anti-air gun, hard. She tried taking flight again, but her ears picked up what sounded like a cannon being shot, and something whizzing through the air. She ducked as another one came at her, cutting clean through the three behind her like it was butter.

She walked and crawled instead of flying, narrowly dodging more bullets until she could see where the bullets it was coming from. It was someone aiming from in front of the gates, seeing her grinning and dirty face through the scope of his gun. "Hi!" she said, waving at the far off figure.

The person on the other side of the scope scowled, placing down his rifle and taking out sedative darts. She was gonna be too close to aim with the scope soon, so he had to which up his tactics to capture the bounty on her head. Her shenanigans from earlier had spread rather quickly through the neutral territories, the money on her head rising rapidly of fear of what she could do to a perfectly normal co-mamono town. As a bounty hunter, he took it upon himself to collect the money. However, he didn't expect her to just fall into his lap.

Literally. After reaching the end of the forest, she started sprinting towards him. He could only fire two darts into her before he was glomped, the lilim's tail wagging as she got a good look at his body. His hair was slicked back with gel, the ends flowing lightly in the small breeze. Two fangs poked out through his scowl seemed to be permanently fixed onto his face. She saw his teeth for a split second when he growled, seeing a vampire fang on along the rest of his front teeth. The rest of his body was hidden away in black armor, the boots he wore completing "Are you a vampire?" she asked, moving her hand down to his junk. He stabbed the hand with a 3rd dart, trying to get her to fall asleep.

"Hey, that was mean, I should…." He shot a few more darts into his arm, watching her finally fall asleep on him. He got up and started binding Calice's arms behind her back, picking her up to take her to collect her bounty.