~ Inside the 9th circle of Hell ~

Several abominations, demons, fallen angels and even devil worshippers are all lined up in front of a humongous throne, decorated with the skulls of the fallen.

Sitting on the throne is a nightmare that can only be described as one word: A weirdo.

A 4 meter tall devil with huge bat wings, long, sharp teeth, slitted and bloody red eyes with a black sclera and a leathery tail that ended with an extremely sharp point. 

However, ruining the whole image of the perfect devil, the monsters was happily munching on a chocolate bar with a expression of pure exctasy.

The chocolate was devoured in less then 10 seconds. With a relieved sigh, the devil slumped back onto his throne and let a dry chuckle. 

"Ah~, I'm so happy that guy was willing to give him all his chocolate~, totally worth destroying that city for it~!" The devil said whilst laughing, making all the even remotely semi-intelligent beings in front of him tremble by merely hearing his voice.

Leaning forward whilst cupping his hands, the devil thus asked the crowd in front of him "Sooo, what do we have here? I'm sure you all have a veeeery~ solid reason for coming and disturbing my lunch, riiiight~?"

Even the strongest demon couldn't help but fall to his knees and prostrate in a completely subservient manner. However, one of the demons at the front finally found his courage to speak and begged his lord.

"Oh great lord! These humble ones implore you let us obtain a Glutton's Gem! We have been attacked by those foolish angels and we have suffered great casualties! We beg you to aid us in our time of need so we may continue worshipping your greatness..."

The Devil rolled his eyes whilst using his hands to simulate people talking "Bla bla bla... doves bad, kill doves, not so successful, come to poor' ol Beelzebub who obviously has nothing better to do then listen to some retards... I like it!"

As he was speaking, every demon was trembling, however they were pleasently suprised at thr last statement.

"I'll give you a Glutton's Gem, however, I want you people to bring me the Holy Cores of at least 100 soldier class doves or 2 generals. Oh, since you lucky ones get to go to the mortal world, bring me chocolate. Lots of it, or else..." He said, trailing off with a bright smile unfit for a devil on his face.

All the demons nodded frantically, making the devil laugh mockingly. 

Lifting his hand, a blood-red gem began to form on top of his palm. The gem reeked of blood inspired a tremendous hunger in all who saw it. Blood seemed to move around inside of it and screaming faces full of agony occasionally surfaced from within.

Once the gem was complete, the devil threw the stone at the demon who seemed to be the leader of this particular group. 

With faces full of almost lustful hunger, the demons all looked at the gem with savage grins, however, they dared not do anything in front of the devil. They all bowed and said some words of praise before being shooed away by the devil.

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Slumping back on his throne, the devil began complaining to himself once again. 

"Bla Bla bla, kill the doves cause doves and doves dove because they do dovey stuff... Fuck I can't understand those guys... Uuuuh... I wanna sleeeeeeeep for dad's sake! But noooooo, there just has to be a fucking million things I gotta do all the fucking time! 'Weee weee, we're at war with the doves so we're gonna go ask that sleepy guy over there for some shitty stone that gives us power and bla bla...' Fucking god, go to big sis or big bro or something, why do they bother me!?" 

The devil screamed out in indignation and hastily took a chocolate out of god knows where and shoved it in his mouth. His features relaxed and he moaned out a "Mmmm... Good stuff..."

With a sweet taste in his mouth, the devil continued his work. Which, if seen with a normal human's eye, would be simply sitting at his throne doing jack shit. However, if someone with good enough divine perception were to see this, they would probably run away screaming.

Millions of tiny nodes extended from the devil's body, all connecting to various creatures, people and things millions of miles away. These divine nodes were all connected to beings whom had succumbed to their gluttonous desires, and it was this devil's job to control them and cause some chaos with them and stuff. Tipical devil, really.

Years passed by and the devil never moved even an inch from his position on his throne. The occasional demon would pass by and beg the devil for power, often for various reasons ranging from revenge to simply insanity. 

He would more often then not, grant these requests, however, the prices would be extremely harsh. It has to be known that there are only 7 devils, one for each sin. This devil in particular was the Original Sin of Gluttony, and thus, all things and beings who succumbed or interwined themselves with the gluttonous powers would ultimately end up his puppets, eroding their self and will away. Even their souls would be taken more often then not.

Finally, after a decade of mostly staying still, the devil suddently opened his eyes. Nobody was in his castle, but he could hear a sound. A sound he very much liked.

Shoving his hand into his throat in a very rude way, he digged around the endless expanse that was his stomach (More like his entire belly) and after a bit, found the source of the sound.

Taking out his hand, an Iphone 9 now rested in his hand, ringing a pleasant melody. Of course, if you consider screaming people being eaten alive as pleasant that is.

Accepting the call, he said first:

"Heyyy!!! Big bro!!! How ya doing!!! Long time no see!" He almost screamed at the phone, receiving a dry chuckle from the other side.

"Hello, Beelzie. Good day to you too. How is life going for you?"

The devil, Beelzebub, groaned out in response "Uuuuhh... Sooo boooooring!! Like, you have no idea. At least you get to lead armies round n' about. Meanwhile, I'm stuck here having to keep millions of kids from eating everything! Do you even know how haaaaard it is!? Like, for dad's sake, somebody give me a vacation!!!" 

"Hahaha. Don't worry, you'll get one soon enough." Laughed the person on the other side, getting Beelzie to doubtadly asking "Really? Are you serious?"

"Yeah, I'm serious all right. You know how it's been almost 4 million years since we last had a couple millenia of rest? Well, apparently the doves have been complaining too to dad. Finally, He relented and said that he'd give them 3 millenia of rest in a bit. When we heard this, I swear, Beheamoth went fucking nuts. He charged at the dove's headquarters and basically forced dad to give us some vacation time too."

"Woah, really!? That's so fucking cool!! Why did I never hear of this??" Beelzebub said, obviously happy.

"Sorry, sorry. I just wanted to make it a suprise since you're always grumpy. Also, Lilith's hosting a party in the Chambers of Lust, and she asked me to invite you. She promised chocolate cakes~..."

The other devil shut off his phone, leaving Beelzebub drooling at the prospect. Now in a good mood, he sent a couple divine messages for details to his brother and almost instantly knew every detail. 

With a small first pump, he once again sat down on his throne and continued his previous work. For a devil, doing multitasking is mere child's play, even doing millions of things at once. 

And now, he just had to wait.