I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

Bone Demon’s Counteroffer

Akron is a quiet demon. My attempts at engagement are rough, I mean, I suck at conversations in any case. Add my dismal communication skills and his lack of desire to share his thoughts...well, we might just be the perfect couple.

Shit.

"I see the competition is quite...riveting. Is that why you chose to watch instead of participate?" I try once again to find his motives. Why wouldn't a bone demon join in the competition? He would be the strongest MF out there!

Akron looked over at me, in fact the last thing he told me was his name. His flame eyes are really intense. He doesn't have orbs like other demons, instead they are literal flames. It's epic looking at him.

I wonder if he has a sister...just kidding...maybe. Ok, I'm not kidding, what a turn on having a bone demon as a bride...she would be the scariest s**t ever. Just thinking about it is hawt! Until I start thinking about actually screwing a demon that is just bones...where would my junk even go? Never mind.

Wait...how do the bone demons mate? 'Should I ask him?' I discard my question and wait for his response.

"It would be unfair to battle weaker demons. It is difficult to reign in my abilities when my bloodlust is strong." Akron finally answers.

I smile towards him, trying to adjust my brides and their sitting positions. They are avidly looking at him, not with lust, but with entrigue. If it was lust, someone would already be dead.

"Would you be willing to show me your strength? I need another general." I go ahead and lay all my cards on the metaphorical table. Playing it chill is not working with this demon.

"I will not pledge my loyalty to you," he is not done answering, he is gathering his thoughts so I allow him to pause. "My demoness is...weak. I will pledge my loyalty if you give her some of your essence." His answer is bold. Very bold.

"Show me your strength and if you are what I am looking for, pledge your sole loyalty to me, all of it. Then I will help your bride-in that order" I counter his answer. Receiving my essence when she is not one of my brides is...an uncomfortable situation for all of us. He is basically asking me to fck his bride...with him in the room. I will in turn have the triplets with me during the exchange. Countermeasures will need to be put in place in case it is an assassination attempt. Demons are at their most vulnerable when they are copulating.

Akron nods his head in confirmation and stands up. "Who should I fight?"

I called over one of my soldiers, Fraz, to engage him in combat.

"My Lord" Fraz nods at me.

"I want a light battle between you and Akron to test his abilities. The battle will stay in this box, and you must ensure that Zinnia remains unharmed" I instruct him. Zinnia is the bride he is responsible for, along with Graz'zt. He places his right fist over his heart and nods his head.

I watch the two demons get in position.

The battle in the arena is spicing up, I can hear the calls and cheers from the audience, but my attention is on the two demons battling in the box. Fraz is strong, in fact all my magical vessels are strong, they must be in order to protect my brides. I have full faith in his abilities. I am not disappointed.

The two are in an intricate battle, powerful punches and kicks and quick spell work, all without alerting the audience below us. I feel my soldiers getting closer to me and my brides, getting into position to protect them as the fighting intensified. My brides were holding me tighter, their deluxe bodies squeezing mine, not in fear, these horny bitches were getting excited with the blood.

I grabbed Aster and gave her a quick kiss before passing her over to Juiblex, then Violet to Orcus and last Zinnia to Graz'zt, "Get them home safely" I commanded, and the five soldiers and my three wives were gone within a blink. I turned my sole attention to the two demons, the fighting was intense, but still contained.

I was getting more impressed with both of them the more I watched.

Perhaps it was time to move Fraz up to a general as well as Akron? I felt my mouth curl up, my fangs breaking into my skin. This was a great plan-and I would be rewarding my horny little triplets when I got home tonight.

"Cease" I commanded as I stood from my chair, my smile getting bigger. The two were panting, but still ready to continue the fight at a moment's notice.

"I enjoyed the show.My offer stands. If you still agree, meet me at my home at dusk, with your bride. Thank you" I walk over to the demon and shake his hand, walking him out of the box. When he is gone I walk back over to Fraz, "You worked hard. You can remain my loyal vassal and protect my brides like you have, or you can increase your responsibilities. What do you say?"

"My Lord?" his questioning tone is unsure, as if he doesn't understand my meaning. He's strength has grown, but I guess I will need to spell it out for him.

My smile flickers a bit, my bad. "I want you to continue guarding my brides, I need strong soldiers for that. I also  need trustworthy generals to lead my eventual legion.It is a choice that you must be willing to make, a sacrifice that you want to make" I say, trying to make him aware of the significance of my words. It is not in vain. I see his face pale in comprehension as he falls to his knees, his fist over his heart.

"Ut det mihi juramento" he says with strong convention.

I cut my palm as he cuts his and grasp our hands together, lifting him as I do, "grata frater." The oath is accepted and I feel his renewed loyalty through our new bond. "Please, go to my garden and enjoy a flask from the pool, I will provide more information about your post later." I watch him bow his head and translocate to my home. I now have four generals, hopefully five by the end of the day. I will need a total of seven generals in order to dominate Faeton. Each general will have a horde they are responsible for.

I will then have my legion.

I turn my attention back to the gladiators battling. I will look at the prophecy again tomorrow. Today and tonight will be a welcoming feast for the new soldiers and generals.

This competition is much more fierce than the first one, the demons are of a higher level, and the stench of zomdemons is not as strong. In fact, it has been days since I last saw a gello zombie, luckily they have grown from the influx of higher level demons to mate with. I am so happy there are demons willing to take one for the team-there is no way in Hell I would fck a zombie. They stink.

Like stink stink.

Vomit inducing stink.

Sadly, not too many demons are willing to fck another demon, especially if they are of the zombie variety-so I still see zomdemons around. Too bad more demons can't help a brother out.

Maybe I should pass some of the magic water to them...it would help with the stench.

ORRRRRR...I could go with my original plan, create a hot spring where the demons pay in blood and give that to the zomdemons...Fck yeah.

I will get that built tomorrow before I read the prophecy again. I can get it up and running in no time, have some of those nasty zombies working and level up faster than them scavenging for food.

Perhaps I should make a couple of resorts...more places for them to work...more places for the upper level demons to relax and enjoy a small fusion of pure magic...once I have the zombies to mid level or higher I can then start charging money instead of blood...I feel a bit of excitement.

If I can get the hot springs and resorts built in conjunction with the family soul business...we could even begin using mid level demons for smaller items, not just cars and cycles.

Ok, no more killing for fun, only for profit. I can't have all my money bags killed off.

My attention is once more on the battle in the arena, my blood is pumping with all the invigorating ideas. I can't wait.

My thoughts are interrupted by Kyle coming to my box, with him are six demons, all bloody as hell. I saw them fighting earlier, they are strong. Kyle has great eyes for finding potential.

"Good afternoon" I chuckle, today really has been great. "Are you willing to swear your allegiance and become one with my elite force?" I ask the six, in turn they all bend down and say the oath, no hesitation at all. I hope to build my elite force to seventy seven strong, ten per horde. With these six that give me sixteen...fck. I need stronger demons. s**t, I need more generals.

Shit, I just need more!

I can feel my gluttony growing. I fight to curb my instinct, I don't want just any demons, I want those that will become the best. I cut my palms once again and welcomed them to my 'family.'

"Kyle, take them to get a drink from my garden" I say aloud, but I send a message to his mind, "keep my brides behind locked doors, I don't want anyone seeing them yet."

He nods, a demon of little words unless he is with the feline twins, then he is jovial and jokes too much. I feel him instructing those guarding my brides, the pathway regarding my brides is always open to me, then I watch as they leave.

I am done, the battles have gone on for hours. Perhaps it is better to say that I miss my brides...but I won't say that. I flash myself down to the arena, the combatants stop immediately. I hear those in the audience complain a bit, but fck'em.

"Today you showed great prowess and ability. This competition was held to show off the best, and I have seen great skills. Before I move ahead, if you wish to issue a personal challenge to anyone here, now is your time." I wait for any demons to issue a challenge. When none come and they begin to shuffle their feet, I proceed ahead.

"Good. If you are willing to join my legion as soldiers I welcome you" I see hundreds of demons bend their knees and place their fists on their hearts. Those who swear loyalty to me feel like a thread. I begin walking towards those threads, and grasp their hands, cutting both palms and welcoming them, completing the spell. Those who are on bended knee but have not decided yet I skip.

I see several demons look up, not expecting me to skip them. I am stronger than any demon they have ever met. To think they would try to fool me is ridiculous.

I feel more threads bind themselves to me once they realize I know who took the vow and those who didn't.

After several hours I am done. Nate and Tate are standing by me, waiting to lead the demons back to my home for the feast.

I will be going to my garden and waiting for Akron and his bride.

I really hope she's not a bone demon too...I seriously don't know where I would put my junk in? As I translocate home I think about asking my Pater...but I really don't want to see his laughing face.