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Fantasy School of Hades

"I will choose another room. I just wanted to say hi to- Ah, wait for me! Don't forget your sister!" Hecate rushed back out of the room, catching up to Asmod. "Aw, more people? At this rate, I won't get to spend time with my brother because of all this temptation for him..." Hecate decided it was now or never to get in some time with Asmod, so she just leaped right on Hecate's back. "There we go." Hecate rode Asmod's back all the way down the stairs, not once even thinking about getting off.
 
(Please, I'm a Nekomancer. Completely different than Two thousand Club.)


 
(I'll be gettin' off now too. Really tired after today, and I'm gonna be needin' my energy tomorrow.)
 
Asmod let out a small grunt, having extra weight added to his back out of nowhere. Although he knew who it was, he couldn't help but be slightly agitated as an elder brother. But whatever, he hadn't spent time with his sibling, so he should expect this for awhile. With a small chuckle, Asmod shifted his gaze back over towards the girl at the door. She hadntr spoken yet, and he was about to go back and sit down and just let her walk in.
 
Lil sat on the couch being ignored for her question, picking up the beer she had gotten earlier and just chugging it down. The burning taste not really affecting her much, considering Lils grandmothers food was worse then this. Staring around the room now at the party that seemed to be going on, Ryuu guarding her shoulder like a parrot. Wondering if maybe someone will summon her for a deal, or at least this place getting interested. Then she rested her eyes on the shirtless man, biting her lip slightly trying to avert her eyes from that. Paying attention now to the floor and her booted feet.
 
Vanity looked at the strange shirtless man with intent eyes scanning him over till she new what he wanted, and it disgusted her, but still he seemed to be the only demon here to keep his cool around her so far.


With a hesitant sigh she asked "may I come in men all around this school seem to be chasing me and I'm tired of it, although I really have no reason to believe you're any better but whatever."



Vanity saw the demons she jost lost looking fown the hall for her, she ran into the room pushing the guy out of the way and slamming the door behind her. She then took a seat and the beer sitting on the table. After that she proceeded to summon a mirror and look over herself to make sure all this running didn't make her any less beautiful.


 
Mel looked at the new girl and his eyes almost bled he couldnt belive any guy could be this handsom ( yes he saw her as a guy ) He walked up to what he thought was a him and introduced himself.


Mel smiled when Vanity still looking and apparently sounding like a guy to him, smiled and shook his hand. After that Mel went back to his seat and back to reading trying to keep his cool.
 
Hecate looked at Vanity and waved slowly and lightly. Hecate still had a single miniature meteor floating around her, currently above her head so it doesn't hit Asmod or anything. "Asmod, will I be staying in your room, or there an attic I can stay in...?" Hecate didn't seem to pay Vanity much attention, as Hecate took more interest on the inside of a person. She had the meteor that was above her head slowly move in front of Asmod and land on Hecate's index finger, sticking up from one of her hands that were in front of Asmod's shoulder, patiently waiting as she lightly moved it up and down on her finger.
 

The locket around Kiyomi's neck opened up. The dragon uncurled itself and began to climb out.

The dragon, Alserien, crawled out of the locket and started to flap its wing.

The mechanic ring started to sound as Alserien's wings extended and began to flap.

Later, his body lifted off her shirt and began to fly up to a certain height.

Alserien's wings stopped horizontally. He began to glide down, landing upon Asmod's head and infront of his sister. @UltraYuseke @The Dark Princess

The steam punk dragon was mostly machine, but his brain was real. It worked and had emotions.

Though, his body restricted him. This was far as technology can go in Hell. He used to be a real dragon with real scales.

The cause for his mechanical body was that he become so damaged that he only had a few days to live. With the help of Kiyomi, she was able to create a body that was mechanical. All she did was to transplant the brain of the dragon into the mechanical body. Though, it wasn't easy. She had to connect the brain's nerves and functions to the body so the body itself would function. It was tricky because his brain was so small that it was hard to connect it to the body. Maybe you'll poke the wrong brain part and damage his learning abilities permanently. Luckily, with very precise and loooongg hours, she was able to attach it to the body correctly. 'Till then, Alserien followed her everywhere, claiming her as the master.​
 
Asmod remaineds silent for a few moments, shifting his gaze blankly towards the group of girls now in the room. Having not the slightest idea as to why exacxtly so many girls migrated to this particular room, but he could care less. He himself was enjoying the view, and it only provided more of a form of entertainment for him. And hopefully, he would have the chance to try them all out. Being interrupted from his rthoughts by his questioning sibling, Asmod blew his breath, turning his back to the door whilst he spoke. "Theres an attic. Sleep there."
 
Vanity looked at list and shook her finger, it was almostbas if she read his mind and saying no to his primal desires already.


She then smiled and turned around and began to talk with the outher people in the room, every time she looked at Mel or Asmod she could see them blush, it kind of crepped her out, but she should have been use to is bye now.



 
"Can you show me where the attic is? After that, I promise not to bother you if you're busy." Hecate took notice of the dragon, immediately falling in love with the whole clockwork design. Hecate stared at the dragon calmly, her eyes actually sparkling again with what looked like a million tiny stars. "Can I..." Hecate, still full of wonder, slowly moved her finger that previously had a miniature meteor floating on it, over to near the dragon. She was hesitant to touch such a beautiful creature without permission, so she didn't get too close as to touch it, but got her finger quite close.
 

"You can."

Kiyomi gave permission to her. The dragon opened its jaw, showing tiny prickly bronze teeth.

"You can't! I'm not cute!"

The dragon spoke in Morse Code, he flapped his wings in a disagreement.


Kiyomi laughed at his comment, interpreting his Morse Code. Then her mind started to wander off, thinking about when he last ate. Alserien is bound to quickly lose energy. Her hand dug into her pocket, feeling the cool touch of his gas oil contained in a small glass jar. This'll last for a month.



@UltraYuseke

 
Hecate swiftly moved her finger under the dragon's chin, running it lightly in a calming manner. "Such a majestic creature... If only there were more beings as unique and splendid as you... The world would be so amazing..." Hecate had another miniature meteor move to in front of the dragon as she rubbed its chin, about half the size of the dragon's head. The meteor grew just big enough that the dragon would be able to climb on it and ride it wherever it floated to. "Can I take him to my room for a few minutes...? I have something to show this beautiful dragon... Oh wait, first... I need to know where the attic entrance is, since that's my room..."
 

Alserien hissed at the woman. He then flew towards Kiyomi, landing upon her shoulder.


He flicked his tail in an agitated manner.


"Come on, Alderien."

Kiyomi sighed, briefly patting his head. She then turned toward Hecate, nodding her head.

"The attic is up another flight of stairs."

Kiyomi exited Asmod's and her dorm. She went back to the staircase then started to climb up. Alserien bobbed his head up and down as she climbed up the stairs.
 
Just outside the school's heavy gates, a crowd had gathered. A whole host of demons, once brainwashed by infernal pheromones and now infuriated at their brainwashing, were gathered at the gates.


Satan, or rather, a lowly demon named Satan, appeared to be at the head of this group. His angered wails rebounded along the howling winds of Hell, only to be answered by something entirely different. It was something almost entirely unheard of to man and demon alike. It wasn't quite an animal noise and it wasn't quite mechanical. It almost sounded like a bicycle horn honking through a person's throat. The howling winds of Hell seemed to stutter and reverse as the honking grew louder and louder, almost as if the winds themselves were laughing. The honking grew to deafening levels, reaching a crescendo as a mighty whirlwind whipped at the demons from all sides. The whirlwind faded just as quickly as it rose, leaving the demons hardly the worse for wear. Deep within the crowd, something that certainly didn't look like a demon stirred and leaped upwards. The demons craned their necks to see the suddenly-growing shadow in the air, as it expanded and landed on a flat rock just a few yards away from them.


With a grace impossible for such a stubby body, Beelzebozo revealed himself theatrically. Two hideous-looking creatures that resembled blobfishes clad in greasepaint belched out clouds of thinly-diced multi-colored paper, covering the area around them in soggy confetti. Beelzebozo rose from his kneeling position, and spoke into a garish red plastic megaphone. "Wwwwwelcome to the show, boys and ghouls! I... am BEELZEBOZO, GRAND STAR OF THE FIRST RING! You fellows seem to be having a bit of a problem, here! What might be the issue?"


The one called Satan, a rather impish creature, spoke up. "That disgusting usurper whore forced us to follow her here, then locked us out! We've been trying to get in, but Lucifer's Decree still holds power, here!"


Beelzebozo scratched his chin, thoughtfully. "Sounds to me like you got a real problem, big guy! Hey, I've got myself a little ticket into this here tent! How's about I give you a free ride in? All I ask for, in exchange, is that you all pay just a little attention to me? Just step into this hole, here," Beelzebozo motioned towards a pitch-black hole that had appeared rather suddenly in the midst of the crowd. "And away we will go!"


Some of the demons took Beelzebozo up on his offer, appearing in his personal trailer in Underhell. The ones who didn't merely went on their way, grumbling all the while. Beelzebozo adjusted the lens on a small winged clown head, its eye sockets formed into astonishingly effective lenses. He spoke at the creature, and the demon crowd inside Beelzebozo's trailer both saw and heard whatever was directed at this flying creature. "Hello, there! Candid camera stunts are real modern, so I'm about to show you just how a clown makes his way through this door! Y'see, you folks've been banging and hollering on all day, but all ya need is a little... tender lovin' care!" The crowd watched as Beelzebozo pulled an enormous mallet out from his left pocket, wound it back, and... tapped out a perfect rendition of "Shave And A Haircut". The doors swung open with a mighty creak, and Beelzebozo and his camera strutted inside.
 
Asmod observed Cat carefully, watching as his younger sister associated with his potential victim. Oh who was he kidding. He might just mess with her tonight. With a small chuckle, Asmod released his grip on his sibling, allowing her to step off his back and follow behind Kiyomi so she could show her the attic. With a small blow of his breath, Asmod simply shifted his gaze towards the kitchen, raising his brow whilst he died so. "Well. Might as well enjoy myself."
 
Lilith watched everyone interact since she wasn't much for interaction of any kind, just sat and petted her cat. She also wasn't sure if she was to still be here or if she over stayed her welcome...oh well they could shove it for all she cared. This couch was comfy and the show was good.


Out of no were a portal appeared outside the school gates, a demon jumping out. Pudgy little shit, dragging along a chain with a boy attached. The chain was fancied to his collar around his neck, as they started to walk to the door. He didn't really mind the million of souls trying to grab his feet. This was kinda common for him so he just crunched over them. His hands were buried in his pockets as he listened to his current slave owner rant about rules. He wasn't sure what he was going to get this time for a new owner but eh it was sure to be fun...hopefully


after they arrived inside, he got pulled and dragged up every hallway trying to find out were this person was. His leader cussing and spitting fire, while trying to get someone to tell him were to go. He just sighed hoping this fool would find his way.
 
( For simplicity reasons I'm changing the dorms to a combined house with rooms for everybody. :-)


Amina was being tugged along a chain with a bunch of other humans. As the demon who semmed to be in charge explained to them that they were sinners and here to pay of there sins threw hard labor or demon slavery or booth. Amina got put in the line for demon slavery, she was walked around the school like a dog on a leash waiting for a demon to claim her, this was unhuman it was dark and dirty in her mind.





Vanity smiled as her white tiger growled at Lust like she knew what he wanted as well, she was happy she kept the animal as a sort of bodyguard. She was still a little sweaty from running from demons so she walked to the bathroom to take a shower.


Mel sat in his chair softly playing music, peaking up at lust from time to time and blushing Lust was sexy Mel thought to himself, he also had a hard time believing Lust was straight mabey Mel would get lucky and find himself a boyfriend here after all.


One of the demons almost claimed Amina but it touched her breast so she slapped him and then she got wiped for it. The whip cut deep into her arm she would have to stitch it up or it would get infected but she couldn't really do that now could she.






Vanity took a long shower then took at least an hour on her hair, till she was the prettyist she could be. She then put on a red dress and high heels and walked back out. "Dose anyone here no a good place to go and party dance a little drink a little you know all that fun stuff." Vanity was hopeing someone did she felt like dancing, since she had been stuck in hell she didn't have the chance.
 
Ren was escorted into the strange building, being directed straight towards the dormitory. In doing so he grumbled a few words under his breath, his crystal blue gaze scanning his surroundings. Wondering who his new master could possibly turn out to be, he was interrupted by being dragged into a room full of multiple people. A naked white haired male, a seemingly arrogant girl all gussied up, a dude settled in a chair playing music, and sound emitting from an upstairs area. Cocking his head to the side in absolute confusion, his escort spoke up, offering Ren to whomever would take him. "Who wants this one?"


Asmod shifted his attention numerous times around the room. Upon the entrance of a male human slave, he only rolled his irises, finding no point in taking the offer. Upon shifting his gaze, Asmod caught sight of Mel blushing. Chuckling, he addressed the matter, a hint of teasing found in his choice of tone. "Somebody embarrassed?"
 
-( * )- Duche Belmalous is the formal name of this Demon. . .The demon who sat in an empty Mansion. .The Demon who sat at the beginning of an endless Dinner table eating Chocolate Cereal he stole from the human world on one of his trips there. Duche placed his spoon down and looked to the watch on his right hand. .He was apparently late for school from the looks of it. .A few hours late. .He didn't mind being late at all. .He stood up from his seat and looked in the back of him as if he was about to say something to an invisible family member but instead started off toward his suitcase. .He grabbed the handle with his right hand as he continued on walking at a normal pace.


Not in a hurry at all. with the most unemotional expression on his face. Duche's red spheres glared over shining as a portal opened up infront of him and he casually walked through it. .He continued for awhile until a light shined in front of him and he stepped out only to be standing in the middle of the court yard of the school. .He looked around as alarms went off around him before a guild of some sort appeared infront of him. The demon was about to try and attack him from the looks of it yet he only looked at it with his cold emotionless eyes. .the guild looked at him again and noticed him as a former student of the school. .The demon guild stood back as it also noticed that he was of the royal elite tribes of demons. .It was a regular effect he had on lesser demons. .In that instant the alarms that sounded subsided and the guild got friendly as the demon showed him to his room. He didn't notice everyone staring at him. .It was a daily thing and he was use to it.


He also paid little to no mind to the Demon guild who doubled as a guard for service in hell instead of burning. Duche walked up to his door as the Demon guild searched for his room key. .Duche calmly reached into his own pocket and produced a key as he entered the room with his suitcase. The male sat his stuff down in the dorm room and laid back on his bed. .He knew his schedule and he had two classes today. .he missed the first one so he's decided to wait until the second one starts before entering the crowd that is sadly School.-( * )-
 
Vanity looked over Ren. "I'll take him I need someone to clean Snow whites litter box anyway, she said with a smile. Vanity snapped and the chains on Ren was gone and he was wearing a suit with a diamond covered collar. "Now my new slave get me a beer then browse the Internet for any nearby partys."





Amina was thrown into the room behind this Ren guy. Even with the cut she still tried to keep her optimism and put on a fake smile and held back her tears of sorrow and of pain, this was no place for a girl like her but unlike most slaves she only had twenty years her she could deal she told herself she would deal somehow.
 

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