Another cult already at work.

A voice enters his dreams. ‘Turn around intruder, you are entering my lands.’ ‘Who are you?’ ‘The great fiend and future Demon Lord, Akzurk – Worship me or leave.’ ‘So now I have a choice on the matter? If I talk to you further will my choice eventually shift to what I will actually do?’

‘What would that be?’ the obviously dumb demon asks. ‘Having torrents of thunder thrash through your body until you crumble to ash.’

With that he woke up. “Wake up you useless pieces of thrash.” Ukleg shouts at the succubi around him. They are startled by his tone. “There is some other demon around here and they just invaded my mind, so we will fucking **** them.”

Uklag is furious. Nobody touches his mind without permission – Especially no mere fiend and ‘future Demon Lord’. “I didn’t expect such a side to you.” Aelana says, “Well you can dislike it as much as you want, but right now I HAVE TO KILL A FUCKING IDIOT.”

It doesn’t take long to find the cave the demon is hiding in. A cult of at least 10 people was worshipping the demon, and they had left more than enough tracks. Thanks to Uklag’s rather aggressive answer all of them are on high alert. Not that that helps them. Uklag walks out of the scarce forest, his demons in toe.

“Intruder! We have expected you.” Uklag keeps walking. “Did you already expect this?” he asks and seconds later two still crackling bodies lie on the ground. “Nobody fucks with my mind.” He shouts into the cave and throws a fire ball down the darkness. The fire shows several hooded figures standing around, half of which are set ablaze when the fire ball explodes. “Get rid of the rest.” Uklag says and enters the cave.

The men are quickly taken care of and the two remaining figures flee. Uklag doesn’t stop them, he doesn’t care about small fry. “Akzurk, you dumb piece of shit, come out and let me electrocute you.”

“I actually rather like that new side of yours, Master.” Aelana says while teasing one of the men, “You act more demonic than some demons.” “That is BLASPHEMY.” A rumbling voice comes from a still dark part of the cave. Uklag turns on the light of his staff and reveal a two metre high, broad figure with winds. His skin is black, his tail is long. “His face is dumb.” Uklag completes the mental list. “So, how come you can walk around and threaten me in my dreams? A mere fiend shouldn’t be able to do that.”

“I am a future Demon Lord! Also I still have my ‘master’ over there with her enchanted crown that allows me to do just.” Said Master was a woman hanging from the cave walls in iron chains, her exact features were hidden by darkness. “What did she do? Receive your mark, then meeting your terms and unshackling you afterwards?”

“Yes, and so she was the one shackled.” The demon laughs at his own sentence. “I am going to kill you now.” Uklag says. “Try moronic mortal.” A vein pops on Uklags forehead. “I.” he says and starts to electrocute the fiend. He laughs at first but it soon changes to screams as the lightning doesn’t stop. “Am.” The fiend lowers to his knees and tries to crawl towards the source of his torment. “No Idiot!” With his attention changes to the master shackled to the wall a quick lightning bolt ends her life.

“You on the other side very much are.” He says, “You know, I don’t actually have demon slaying weapons with me, so banishing you will suffice for now.” His anger slowly fades as the smoking body of the fiend vanishes from this realm. “But thanks for giving me your name, I look forward to torturing you in the near future.”

With that taken care of he looks around. His succubi were currently playing with the men. Taking a dagger he ended all of them. “I was playing with that!” Aelana says with a putty look, Uklag gives her a sinister look. “Don’t sass me right now, I will ‘play’ with your entrails.”

He looked around for a bit before he found piece of paper and a pen. He drew a huge amount of runes in a circular pattern on it. Then he handed that paper to Analea. “Draw that on the floor, you should have enough blood running around.” Before going and exploring the rest of the cave.

What he finds is rather disappointing. Dusty old books he has already read, rats, empty beds, rats, rats, rats and even more rats. “You all fuckers are getting transmutated into a deer or something I can actually eat.” He mumbles as he kicks one of them. He misses by a huge margin and that is when he first gets aware of his fatigue. Repeatedly electrocuting people and then stunning a huge as Fiend probably wasn’t healthy.

But it hasn’t reached a point where he would fear to collapse. He walks into a small side branch of the cave to find a woman hanging there. “And who would you be?” Uklag asks. “Don’t taunt me, you know exactly who I am, cultist scum.”

“The only ties I have to those cultists is the fact that I sent them to hell.” The woman raises her head. If she weren’t that run down from the lack of hygiene she would have been beautiful, but as it stood she was a green eye pecking between strands of matted hair. “They are dead?” she asked. “Pretty much all of them, let two escape, didn’t give a tosh about them.”

“Then I owe you my thanks. To think I once would be indebted to a man, such shame.” Uklag freed the woman from her binds and helped her walk back to the room where the succubi had finished replicating his drawing. “What is that demonic ritual?” She asks and Uklag, in a return to his usual good mood, smiles. “Just me redecorating.” He takes a couple of deep breaths before using the runes to channel his magic into the cave.

The walls smoothen, doorways open themselves and torches form out of stone. Soon he is presented with a small complex, completely with dungeon, a bedroom, a bathroom and everything else missing all the interior. The most important change lies in the floor however. Where just had been a make shift transmutation circle lied the carving of a pentagram of absurd complicity. Runes of Conjuration and Transmutation woven into lines and curves. The whole thing was 10 metres in diameter and filled the whole floor of Uklags new main hall.

When he rises it is on shaky legs. “Not only a man but also a magician? My family would be ashamed if they knew of this.” “Don’t forget to mention my demonic companions.” He waved towards the twins. “I’m afraid I have to inform you that you just gotten into a way bigger mess. You know I only have 4 days left before I lose my biggest assets, so I will have you repay me in full.”

The woman looks afraid at that, as she should be Uklag smiles a wide grin. “You being here is really fortunate for me, on the way over here we stumbled upon several villages but none had girls pretty enough to satisfy these two, but once we get you all cleaned up you should fit the bill.”

Analea nods, “Yeah, she would suffice.” Aelana makes a ‘good enough’ sound. “You hear them, so this is what I want from you – I saved your life now you are going to give me one. Your bloodline will swear fealty to the twins Analea and Aelana, doesn’t sound like such a bad deal, does it?”

“That is preposterous, I will never swear fealty to demons.” “I’m afraid in three days’ time you will do whatever these ladies tell you to. I am going to take a nap now, one of these rooms should have a bathtub, clean her up.” A few deers suddenly run by, Uklag manages to kill one of them with another lightning strike. “Also cook that, good night.” With that he retreated into a nearby room. Currently there only was a one person bed in there, surrounded by the grey walls of stone. ‘I will have to do something about that in the future.’ He thinks to himself before giving himself over to the sweet embrace of sleep.