Awakening (Fallen Angel)

“Do not avert your gaze, mortal. We have seen yoru desires, your fantasies, and we have judged you worthy. Allow us to guide you, to be made our Champion and bring the treacherous Light to heel. You will become a monstrosity without equal, to despoil their cities, **** their woman, and defile their saints.”

Energy began to flux within non-space, and an affirmation surged outward into existence.

“Alright, that’s… It! We got-”

The entity’s consciousness coalesced in darkness. It could hear– No, that wasn’t quite right. It could somehow perceive, despite not feeling a body, the sound of a young woman. That thought led to the appearance of a scantily-dressed white haired woman. Her golden eyes shimmered as her face split into a delighted grin, and the entity tried its best to determined what else might be in its presence.

“Ignore my sister, please. We have brought you back for a purpose, mortal.” Another voice, this one seemingly coming from a shorter, brown-haired woman. She continued, “I am Melanoche, goddess of dark magic and forbidden knowledge. The harlot to my side is my sister Carnachias. Her domain is hedonic excess and the like. We have summoned you to-”

“She tricked you!” It was Carnachias’ turn to interrupt, an action she supplemented with a stuck-out tongue, “Promised you all the power ever and ‘neglected’ to tell you that you’re still gonna have to grind like fuck to make it happen! Can’t do that as an ephemeral cloud of Light and Dark, though. So why don’t you build a body for yourself?”

A series of options appeared before them, a veritable catalog of monstrous creatures that served as its potential choices. As it was given the opportunity to make a choice, more of its sense of self recovered. They had memories, a life before all of this. It was hazy, far-away, but it was there. They even had a name, Aria. Their mind expanded further, gaining more clarity.

As Aria settled their mind on each option, the conception of their form became more sure and their perspective became clearer and more concrete. They began to perceive from a distinct point of view, now firmly in front of the goddesses rather than existing all around them, and some semblance of self-image coalesced. They still couldn’t speak, but with the addition of a sense of self they could at least conceive of thoughts.

CORE: Arcane

They’d just gotten much of their mind back, and didn’t want to lose it again. They remembered being small, being ****. They couldn’t do that again, not if they were going to be what was promised to them.

SIZE: Huge

Wings, they knew they wanted wings. They couldn’t remember a good RPG boss that didn’t have them, and somewhere deep in the back of their mind they could remember being called a demon in the past anyway.

A body began to weave from their thoughts, a sort of fusion of all the things they’d dreamed of in the past. Their shape began as an indistinct light purple amalgam, but swiftly resolved into a lithe body. Their conceptual gaze lingered lovingly on each shape they crafted: Slim arms, thicker legs, long black hair…

Their focus grew more lascivious as they moved, molding the swell of their chest into breasts which each served to be about a handful-and-three-quarters before balancing it with an ass of similar size. Before they could think any further, though, their focus was forcibly dragged to the front side of their body. More specifically, to their crotch.

“Let’s get to the important stuff, how you’re going to get things done for us. After all, it’s hard to **** and impregnate your way through the world without one of these." Carnachias rubbed her thighs together as she squirmed excitedly, "Hopefully you're not too vanilla with things~"

PACKAGE: Full

Once again their desires began to take shape upon the form that they conceived of. First the featureless mound between their legs began to swell, eventually beginning to take the form of a lengthening and thickening protrusion. Inch after inch it crept forward, eclipsing the length of her forearm before it split into two identically-sized and still-growing spires. Each cock began to even out in size at just over two feet long, with a series of flared ridges following behind the tip and easily making their overall thickness exceed that of their fist.

ADDON: Breeder

Within their body, a quartet of orange-sized shapes began to take form and descend. They continued to swell larger, to about the size of grapefruits, and suddenly the first sensation of their new body rocketed through Aria's mind. Each of their four balls flooded their mind with a sense of fullness, of aching, of a need for release that eclipsed any sensation that a mortal could have ever felt, and together the quartet formed a screaming chorus.

ADDON: Mindbreak

The way they saw themselves changed slightly, a new allure entering their mind and body as new knowledge asserted itself. It was as though it has always been there, even if they knew it was a result of a very recent action.

ADDON: Ryona

The knowledge of a darker side of the weapons between their legs flooded to join that of inducing mind-shattering pleasure. New glands formed within their already-supercharged testicles capable of rendering her cum into a powerful acid, they gained the ability to lace their saliva and blood with a powerful toxin, and a mild bit of shape-shifting allowed their cock-ridges to both harden and sharpen into wicked blades.

"Damn, I was... Not expecting that. Maybe you're right about this one." Carnachias gave a wolf-whistle at the sight of the lilac-skinned creature before her.

"Perhaps next time you will trust my judgement, then?" Melanoche sniped, causing her sister to respond with a glare. "Regardless, let us proceed apace with something my sister's approach is simply too lascivious and impulsive for. I encourage you to select your Monster Power only after much consideration."

MONSTER POWER: Final Form

Counter to the dark goddess' advice, Aria's choice was made in a fraction of an instant. By now their sense of self was firm enough to speak, but their mouth remained shut as the sense of a dark foreboding inserted itself deep in the recesses of their mind. Their transformation remained a mystery to them, but the knowledge of its presence was a strange sort of comfort.

"Or... You can choose one immediately." Melanoche took another deep breath, letting it out as a long sigh, "Next, personal classes. While ordinarily they are out of the reach of beings of the darkness, you are a lucky exception. They can be acquired through your deeds of course, but I have estimated just enough wiggle room in your essence to slip in two from the get-go."

"Nerd." Carnachias snickered, resulting in her sister fixing her with an expression somewhere between a frown and a pout.

CLASSES: Assassin, Mage

More knowledge flooded into Aria's mind, suddenly-remembered lessons in the arts of arcanism and ****. Their senses attuned to the arcane, allowing them a rough sense of the mana that flowed through and around them, and when they glanced toward the goddesses once more the resulting sensory overload caused everything to crash to black.

"Damn, you think we broke them?" Carnachias glanced toward her sister, who shrugged in response.

"No idea. Well, they were almost done so we might as well just toss in the HUD and hope for the best no?" Melanoche replied, motes of dark flitting between her fingertips as she **** a final addition into the concept of the demon before them. "Here's hoping they aren't too brain-damaged..." She said with a sigh before waving her hand and casting the spell to send Aria to the physical realm.

CHEAT: "Pro Gamer HUD"