Side Story: The Arch Demon's

„…That even thinking about it makes me want to talk about anything else. Which is exactly what we are going to do now.” Catherine looks confused. “So, no Evocation lesson today?” “No, there will be one later but right now I want to talk about Demon’s.

Because that shit is at the very least somewhat interesting.” They enter the room where a table and a few chairs stand around. “If we are talking about demon’s shouldn’t An and Al come as well? I would assume they would know even more than you on the matter.”

Uklag laughs, “Clearly you have not dealt much with demons in your lifetime. They are very reluctant to give anything besides trivia away from their home realm. The things we do know for certain are only things the Arch Demon’s want us to know. Which is exactly who we are going to talk about right, the big five. Heard of them?”

Catherine looks offended at the question, “Of course. Everybody has, their cult is one of the most hated organizations on the world.” “So you have heard of their cult…but who are the five?” The witch thinks about it for a second, “Mhm, you are right I know actually nothing about the Arch Demons besides the fact that they are the strongest Demons and the kings of the other realm.”

“Exactly, now shut up and listen, this will be a long one:

We don’t know how the Arch Demons came to be, what we do know however is that they all represent a different kind of Demon. None of them have ever truly visited our realm, but through some means a spark of their power can sometimes get over to this world, which is where we have their descriptions from.

First we have him-who-can’t-fly, the Arch King of Carnage, Fiend of Bloodshed, The Singular Destruction, Overlord of the Fort of Fear, that is said to lie in the middle of the demon realm. Now if his titles already annoy you let me assure you that this is a common theme with demons, they can take things quite literally. The Arch King of Carnage goes by the name Karr and he was only summoned once into this world.

In a battle in times long past so much blood was shed, so many souls lost, that Karr saw the opportunity to break through the barrier between our realms, causing cataclysmic levels of damage, both countries that fought that day ceased to exist soon after, losing almost an entire generation of people in but a few hours.

He-who-can’t-fly was named such because he is the only fiend known to mages that has no wings. Instead he has three tails that are all several metres long and able to whip away whole battalions. From the tales he is a hunched over giant, with an enormous beard of dark red colour, standing at 8 metres high, skin as black as the darkness his opponents will see forever after.

Second we have the Arch Queen Asha, who is the only demon that despises titles but is often referred to as the Commanding Destruction. She rules over the northern quarter of the realm and has the strongest army as most Fiends heed to her word. Because she is the only one that can be somewhat reasoned with, she was summoned at the last battle of Carthabathena.

The city was so afraid of complete annihilation at the hand of the enemy that they sacrificed half their population to summon even a splinter of her might. Asha was very pleased and her Avatar wrecked through the enemy. With a giant Axe in each hand she was whirlwind of death, flying to one skirmish after another on giant wings.

But once she had killed as many people as were sacrificed she said ‘I don’t care anymore’ and sat down. The green demoness watched as the remaining armies fought to their end, only killing those that deserted.

The city of mages was no more afterwards. Speculation has it she hasn’t saved the city from the fate because of her strained relations with Number three.

The Arch Lady of Lust, Mistress of Pain, Mother of Perversion and Daughter of Sin, Shaja, is the greatest of succubi. She was willingly summoned during Carthabathena’s prime in an orgy that enveloped the whole city. Her presence was also noticed during other such debaucheries, but only the great orgy of that time was able to summon her Avatar. Shaja is the pinnacle of female beauty. There is no other way to describe her as she is Queen of all Succubi and has mastered their ability to transform into your ideal woman to absolute perfection, taking a form you don’t even know you lust after yet.

However the story has been passed down that Shaja took on her true form for a few moments during the height of the orgy. Everyone that saw her did not live long afterwards, only mumbling of perfect silver and wavy hair, skin so beautiful it radiated like the sun, curves so perfect they could not understand what they were looking at. They stopped caring about anything, even eating, saying that nothing could ever give them satisfaction again.

She reigns over the west and on the border to Asha, the tensions are often high. Only the balancing presence of Karr is keeping them from going into an all-out conflict.

To the south the Great Schemer, number four, lives. The Arch Prince of Pleasure, Father of Fantasy, the sinful Adonis, the maker of all that is kinky… Hans. We know that is not his real name but apparently he thinks it is funny to call himself that. He has walked our realm on several occasions as he is able to penetrate the border at will, sending fragments of himself that remain and scheme. He is the one that first made contact with humans and made the Cult of Five.

He is even less describable than Shaja, a form of perfect male beauty, marble come alive. Skinny, muscular, tall, small, he is all and none of that and he has never shown his true form. Legend holds it however that, if he wishes to seduce you, neither your thoughts nor you actual sexual orientation matters, you will fall to his charms.

That’s it.”

Catherine blinks. “Master, didn’t you…?” “No that’s it.” Uklag interrupts here and crosses his arms. Very carefully Catherine says: “Master, I want to remind you, I have sold you everything I am and in return you promised to teach me. Who is the fifth?” Uklag wants to disagree, but he has indeed given his word, “Okay…okay…

To the east the largest of the demonic lands lies. The Imp of Fire, Avatar of Anarchy, Master of Misfortune, Holder of Chains, the Many, the Nameless, The Mind of a Legion, governs there. Every time we summon an Imp we summon him as well, as he is the collective thought of all of them. A mind so big that it organizes chaos into order that looks like chaos, he is, in theory, the strongest Arch Demon, thankfully only once has he been given an Avatar. Imps ran rampant for a decade, feeding away on the life energy of the land until nothing remained but a great desert. A desert that remains until today.

He was only stopped because the human that had attempted to get control over him died, if he had lived a decade longer maybe half of Estara would be a desert now as well, had he lived for fifty more years I am certain that all of the known world would be a lifeless wasteland.”