He met the King of Gehinnom

Esau and his companions were led through the winding corridors of the keep by an imp. From half opened rooms he saw demons **** the damned with fire and brimstone, their cries of agony ceaseless, pleas for mercy ignored. The souls were formless and melded together, walls of flailing arms and open faces. He shuddered, trying his best to hide his fear. This is where the true hell was. Even his demonic companions couldn't look. Thankfully they were soon at the entrance to the throne chamber, where the King awaited.

They went in, the tall doors split in half. It was quite the throne room. The ceiling seemed to stretch onto infinity, supported by pillars who's tops could not be seen. Everything was either decadent and regal, or on fire and in a state of decay. Demon lords of all shapes and sizes sat on pedestals, gorging themselves on human flesh that were brought to them on giant platters by their followers. Bones littered the ground, and not just human ones; demon bones too. And on the far end of this, a walk that took far longer than it should've, was the throne. Next to the throne stood the King's advisor, but to his surprise it wasn't a demon but an angel! Johan knew who this was; the archangel Samael, but the angel looked nothing like he expected. The angel was fifty feet tall, with skin that was blacker than black. Every inch of the angels skin was covered with eyes that did not blink, and only stared at the two. But even with this horrifying being standing there, the King completely dominated his attention.

"Mother?!"

King Excelcia grinned from her throne. "Hello Esau."

It was clearly her, and yet she was different than the last time he saw her. She was larger, though her physique remained largely unchanged, as if she was scaled up. She still wore the same dress, though it was cut to be even more revealing of her assets; any more and there would be nothing left to the imagination. But the most notable changes were the clearly demonic ones. Luxurious curled horns blacker than onyx erupted from her brow, clasped in jewellery, and it was accompanied by a large pair of dragon-like wings on her back and a thin whip like tail that seemed to stretch on forever. It was all capped by a fiery crown that fused with her hair, which flared and crackled with jewel like embers. She licked her black lips, her fangs showing.

"I was wondering when you'd show up."

"Mother... what happened to you?"

"What happened to me? Hah! Oh my darling boy, only the best thing I could've hoped for! I battled the old king and won. Everything that was his is now mine. I placed his crown on my head, and all of Gehinnom's power flowed into me, like lightning into a bottle. A lesser human would've cracked, but I was no lesser. Fuck, it was the most glorious feeling I've ever experienced!" As if as an example of her power, she flicked her finger, barely moving her hand. A million souls, flying lightning fast from every direction, gathered together into one giant swarming, writhing orb. It gradually shrunk, until they were all compressed into a ball a foot wide, before suddenly exploding, sending splinters and fragments flying everywhere, which quickly disappeared into nothing. "A million souls squished from existence like a bug, all in just a few seconds. That was just my finger mind you, you should see me use my whole hand!"

Esau could not believe his eyes. His mother was never a good person, but this...

"Ah, but where are your manners? I did not see any of you bow down before me when you entered."

There was power in her words, and none of them could resist it. All three dropped to their hands and knees, their heads so low as to touch the carpet.

"Now that's more like it." She stood from her throne in a royal fashion, and strode over to where he bowed, every step she took with her long silken legs leaving behind a fiery print. She stood in front of him, one hand on her hip. "I'll be honest, the chances of you getting here weren't great. But there was never any doubt in my mind that you'd succeed. You are my flesh and blood after all, you have greatness flowing in your veins just as I do. That's why I want you by my side, as my most powerful servant... as my ****. Not like you have any say in the matter, you'll either accept it now, or accept it after I've clipped the skin off your flesh and dipped you in boiling oil. So what will it be my son? The easy way, or the fun way?"

She put her high heel on his head, awaiting his answer. Naamah and Belial looked on from the corners of their eyes, unable to move. Wetness dripped from their cunts as King Excelcia looked down on them.

"I'll even let you keep your little harem to do with as you please. Hell knows that every prince needs his whores and sluts."