“Sploosh!”
What remained Edward plopped out. A mutant lobotomized head covered in sludge. His bloodshot eyes blackened and his teeth knocked loose. A frothy bloody crown, bald scars and tar residue covered the fallen angel.
The monster was surrounded by angry enemies on all sides. The cut off head rolled back and forth, stimulating himself. He wished he could go back in time to being a predator of easy victims in the entertainment industry. Instead he was stuck being exploited again and again without being able to pass the buck.
The angry villagers grabbed everything from folding tables to towels. There must have been thousands of loin cloth fools gathered from all across the area. More road in on dinosaurs. The two big boss ladies cleaned out their buried treasure to hand out leather balloons made of stomachs and filled with green acid inside.
Edward drooled, spotting drinks and dinks. His [rockstar] tongue lashed out assaulting things, but none of the powerful passives hit. His big mouth couldn’t resist taking the bait and now the jig was up. The green potion wasn’t the megalomania fueling psychedelics he was seeking to make him god. Instead the trap tabs consumed shut down his powerful system abilities for 27 seconds. He winced and cried as many weapons were raised.
“Sham, cram, bam!”
The attack by cavernous cretins made good use of clubs to beat the ever living crap out of him. A heaping of rotten fruit was thrown for good measure. He was bullied and smashed through lockers before being dropped through a toilet.
“Gag.”
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Edward was fished out stunned and passed off into a layup through a primitive basket. The big land ladies had split taking teams of more trolls into basketball.
“Smack,whack,hack!”
Edward was getting turned into a super heel by this point from impacts. They tried to rope him but he seemed to slip out. At some point the audience was going to flatten him enough to grow bored. Until then he had zero shame so it was all just a game.
“Bash!”
Like smacking anything broken it seemed to fix him. Suddenly he broke free from the diabolical control of their drugs to hop out attacking like a frog.
“Smash!”
“MMM.”
He slurped out the brains from a cracked skull caused by a flying head butt.
“Finally I get some satisfaction,” Edward paused to smile a shit eating grin
While rocking and rolling into sucking out another soul the demon king cums. To understand his nature he wishes to kill as many as possible to harvest for his god. An extremely powerful alien watching from inside him. It made Edward feel even nastier and vulnerable with an intense narcissistic fantasy of beating it. Killing a god was gonna be as easy as anything else. .
He rolled under legs successfully but his tongue was fouled. He might have been antisocial but he still needed friends. Maybe another reincarnation to get the band back together for more bullying power. A side quest to find, free, and recruit the most horrible abusers possible in all the lands.
If he escaped or not once the million souls was collected he would wish to grow a demon cock bigger than a skyscraper and start fucking worlds.
“CLICK!”
“Woof.”
He turned and started biting but only gummed the chain and was choked out. One of the land ladies had thrown a collar around his neck earlier and now the other had hooked on a magic short leash.
“Bark,bark,bark,bark.”
Edward started barking while being treated like a dog.