The demon's plan [With Fabs]

[Crashingthrough]

There were certain expectations one had to uphold as a demon lord. You had to lead an army of horrible beasts against the mortals. You had to divulge your horribly convoluted evil plan at every opportunity to give the heroes a chance. You had to have a horribly evil laugh. And Thergaan had just found another of these at the ripe young age of seven-hundred. You had to have a harem. Sure demons could breed with demons and lower ranking ones could be hatched from lost souls or formed from magic. Even moderate ranking ones could mate with each other or take slaves of lower ranked demons. But lord class demons such as he? They had to use mortals. This was probably why their numbers only werw a couple dozen, with Thergaan as the second youngest. That and coupled with a low conception rate and survivability of the mortals since a lot of his fellow lords would kill them before pregnancy could occur, their numbers were dwindling each time a hero "won" a demon invasion.

But Thergaan had a plan of his own, and taking the scapegoat mantle of demon king, painting a target on his back all the while, he wanted a harem. He was planning on using his wits, something that others would try but always failed at. The current king was taking his time with the invasion, lulling the mortals into a sense of security as he kidnapped, seduced, or otherwise grew himself a harem to carry his brood. But where would he get them? The best detail of the plan was that these women would be the heroes, the strongest mortals he could safely capture, robbing them from their side. This included people who had the ability to become heroes, culling them while they were weak.

Even now he had found one. An elf, dark of skin, a particular favorite of his. Thergaan was cloaked in darkness, hiding in the shadows of the forest. "Go get her." He whispered, his voice echoing in the woods like a bad dream. He had a tentacle beast as a pet to assist him today, the slime like orb changing its viscosity to become more flesh like as it slithered through the underbrush, lashing out at the elf.

 

[Lilium]

Ayleen wasn't a so called "heroine" per say yet, but she indeed had the potential to become one. She always claimed she would do anything for her people, she despised all kinds of dark creatures, such as demons, vampires, beasts. Or well, any kind of creature that ever though of damaging or killing others. And, to top it all, she had been training in both fighting skills and some magic of her own.

So far, she had been capable of healing minor wounds and slicing a couple of small demons of the lowest ranks. But that was it. She wasn't prepared to go on a mission. Nor even to properly defend herself from anything any stronger. And yet, she was brave, determined and quite stubborn. So stubborn she decided to escape from her village one night and ventured in a nearby, thick woods. Many creatured were said to roam through that creepy forest. So, capturing one of them and bringing it back to her village was the perfect proof of her own strength. Or so she thought.

However, after a few hours had passed, she was forced to come back to reality. She ended up getting lost, filled of fear, and ready to go home already. She simply was unable to find the way back. Just when Ayleen thought her situation couldn't get any worse, it appeared. A few, sticky and quite long tentacles appeared out of nowhere and ambushed her all of the sudden, without even giving her enough time to either resist or flee. All of the sudden, her body was starting to get surrounded by those tentacles, which made her try to back off. "What the Hell is this....?!"