I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

Jurg...Here I Come

I feel depleted still, so I lean down to bite into the reptilian gellos neck, but I can hear her stuttering heartbeat, she has given me too much blood while I was talking to my Pater. "You can go bath now, tell one of the others to come to me" I tell her as I lift her off my lap.

While I'm waiting my mind begins to wander. It is odd to have so many unmated gellos near. Demons are strong, even the weakest of us can destroy those from other dimensions. Gellos on the other hand are almost human in strength.

Finding Amber as an unmated and unmarked gello was odd enough, like finding the proverbial needle in the haystack, and here I am with six unmated gellos. Four smell as if they have been marked, so either their demons died or moved up and left them behind...the second scenario is unlikely, chances are I either killed their demons or they died before I came.

Yet two of those demons smell unmarked. The reptilian gello that walked out and a zombie freak. I've decided to give a drop of blood to the zombie gello, this will make her blood palatable at least-seriously, they taste like rotten vinegar soaked feces. You can't make this s**t up!

If she can move up just a bit not only will her looks improve, but her intelligence and taste will too.

I crack my neck feeling the tension in my body. The last few days have been draining, I would be sleeping if I didn't need to build my aura and magical fields back up.

I watch as two gellos enter the dining hall. They are both from Kist, only the zombie gello is from First, and I can smell their markings. Their demons probably fueled my spell.

I don't even feel bad.

I have one sit on each leg facing me. This isn't s****l, it's basic hunger. I tear through one's wrist until it closes and moves on to the others. I keep going back and forth until I hear their heartbeats begin to stutter. "Go to bed" I tell them, lifting them from me and standing by myself.

I finally feel less starved.

The bedroom I've claimed is full of arms, legs, tails, horns all sleeping wrapped around each other. Luckily this house has as many rooms as I want it to have. I walk out and close the door. No time like the present to make this house mine. I begin chanting.

Odd fact, in the human dimension the Latin language that was spoken is from this demon dimension and our spells and chants are in Latin.

I wish I had studied the Latin language and dialect in my previous lives, I would not need to study as hard if I did...

This kind of transformation spell is easy and leaves my magical stores alone, but when I am done I have created a home similar to my Parens home in Faeton, complete with the bride wings, but they will be for my brides, not my Paters.

The reptilian gello stays on my mind as I head to the master bedroom and walk in shower. I wash off the sweat and blood mixture, taking special care of my horns and hoofs since they have the most gunk on them. She is not like the other gellos. I think she could easily evolve, and her scales would become softer and more feminine-similar to Amber's blue skin and mermaid scales. They still have their original form, like me, I am a goat demon.

In fact, I have evolved now that I could change my appearance to look like a human, not just a humanoid Frankenstein monster either.

I walk over to the mirror to watch my image transform. My black head and neck, the brown chest and mixture of black, brown, and white that cover my lower torso, arms and legs are, in my opinion, badass. Especially the white star on my forehead. I focus and watch as my shape changes into a mocha colored man with black wavy hair to my shoulders. My eyes of course stay in their red horizontal pupilled state. Other than that I look like a Latino bodybuilder on Earth.

Looking at my, again just my opinion, sexy body and huge junk I decide to get some piercings. I imagine the barbells and they appear on my n*****s, the pain is negligible. This body will look very good in the human dimension when I'm able to go.

I transform back into my humanoid shape, it's more comfortable, the n****e piercings are still there. I flop onto the bed and let darkness consume me. Besides blood, sleep is the best thing to gather my essence back to me.

In my sleep, I dream and in my dreams are my memories and my plans. This is where all seven of my souls reside. They like the reptilian demon too and we begin to plan. She will become one of our brides after Jurg is conquered.

When I finally woke up I heard the gellos outside the door. "Communis' ' I say aloud and the door opens. I'm still in bed as these four gellos come in.

"Master" I hear them, they're talking to me, but I don't see the gello I am looking for.

"Where's the reptilian gello?" I interrupt them, their eyes begin to slant. They perceive a challenge which was not my intention. I see her walk through the door on guard.

She has been singled out by me and the other's want to show their worth. I let them begin to fight. If she is too weak to survive this, then she was not meant to be my bride. I get up to piss.

I walk out and they are still fighting. I head out, I need to give the zomgello a drop of blood to help her evolve some. I grab the curved spell knife and poke the tip of my finger. The blood is enough to help her, since I am not planning on keeping her as a bride I won't give her a lot-she will need to evolve the rest on her own until my plans come to fruition.

I find her standing in the hall, waiting for directions. "Here, lick this" I say as I put the knife next to her mouth, her dry tongue reaching out, cleaning the blade. I pat her head and keep walking. The noise from the bedroom is getting worse.

I can kind of see why my dad liked seeing his bride fight-the noise is a turn on.

I don't go back, none of them are my bride and I don't have any real interest in who wins, I mean I want the reptilian demon, but I don't need her. I'll wait to see the results. I head outside and see that most of the demons have moved on.

I was responsible for merging the levels, but it will be their responsibility to create their space. Once I am done merging the levels I plan on helping the low level demons move up, but until then they will need to figure things out themselves. I'm sure a lot of the zombie demons will end up dead through this transition. It's a loss that I know will happen, so I refuse to dwell on it.

I've looked around, I feel good at what I see, so I decide to go back to my room. When I return two gellos are dead, two are bowing their heads, and my little gello is standing tall, she has their blood running down her face onto her chest. Her eyes are glowing green from the bloodlust. It's hot.

I smile as I walk to her, her eyes watching my every move. "Get out" I tell the two that are lost as I grab her and carry her to the bed. I didn't plan to  mark her today, but she defeated the other gellos. She fought to be with me, she won. It was my right to either decline or accept, since I was planning on marking her anyway, I decided that today is as good as any other to accept her as mine.

Throughout the night I learned that the little gellos name was Coral. I also learned that she is amazing with her tail. She carried my mark and with the infusion of my essence now flowing in her body, she was almost comatose.

Like Amber, she would be sleeping for several days. Is it irony if I have two mates in the same room in different levels of hell? Since I will be leaving this home without my Parens protection, I add more protection spells inside the house, and mark my territory outside, yep, I just peed everywhere until my scent permeated the soil. From the outside, the house still looks like a yellow mud house, which is perfect.

As I walk around, peeing on every bush or boulder I come across I finally notice that my body is humming. I don't mean I am humming-I feel some intense magical powers flowing and my body is absorbing it at a rapid pace.

I follow the scent of ozone and magnolias-the smell is seriously delicious-this is clean and pure magic.  Our demon magic smells like ozone and petrol, not too bad, but it doesn't make your mouth water like this does.

When I find the fissure where the magic is pouring out from, I smell my own essence mixed in it. I click on my Sherlock Holmes skillzzz, which I don't possess, but it seriously doesn't take a genius to understand what happened. My amazing spellcasting and incantations somehow created a fissure of pure magic when the levels combined into one.

I've said it before, but I am a badass.

This place will need the highest level of security, I can't have just any demon sucking up my find. Since my essence is the only taint to the the magic spewing out, I decide that it means it was made just for me. Haha.

I cut my palm and begin drawing three circles in layers chanting as I spell. I have successfully made the fissure 'disappear' under a hot spring. The magic that was flowing out is now contained, it's still there, but I will be the only one that can access it.

I could have drawn the circles with chalk and it would have kept the fissure protected, but by using my own blood I was able to transform it into an oasis that I can take full advantage of.

I have to adjust my plans  for conquering the levels. I can't afford to have the pure magic disappear. Here in the demon dimension our magic is unclean, it's tainted. The magic flowing from the fissure is pure or clean magic, something only seen in the Fairy dimension.

Five hundred years ago the demons and fairies went to war over natural resources: magic. The war lasted a hundred years where the demons finally surrendered. The fairies cursed our dimension using their clean magic, sealing the females from being able to spawn new demons.

Every curse needs a loophole, my previous lives fit that loophole.

I don't know who I need to thank for this gift in clean magic, but it has something to do with my existence: 'I have access to clean and pure magic!'

To put it simply, as long as I have this magic in combination with becoming the supreme ruler here, I will have the power to decide more than the demon's fate, but those in other 'galaxies' if you will.

I may even have the power to go back in time. At this thought I begin to laugh until bloody tears are streaming from my face. I will be able to seek revenge for my six souls that were betrayed.

I can not combine this level with Jurg. The pyramid style format will have to stay the same because I can't take the chance, it may destroy this fissure.

I combined First and Kist, like smooshing Mercury and Venus together. Next would have been combining New Kist with Jurg, like smooshing MerVenus and Earth together. Instead I will leave New Kist alone and conquer Jurg, mark it and make it mine, then combine it with Shoakland once it is conquered.

New plan was made.

I head back into my yellow mud home to gather my leather pouch. I add the curved spellblade, some more potions, and a container of Corals mineral rich blood in case I get hungry. I shouldn't, the magic that gathered in me is really powerful. I feel like Hercules on steroids now.

I look once more at Coral's sleeping form wrapped in my blankets. She is not as beautiful as Amber, but she will still make a great bride. I can't wait to see her evolve.

I sling the bag over my shoulder as I close the bedroom door. I have two skeins with the transport spell already completed. I walk back to the hot spring. Back in my Justin human life I

went to a hot spring with my mom and nana in Arkansas. Since that was my only experience with a hot spring, it looks like the pool from that time, (neat fact, the hot spring we visited was a popular spot for Al Capone and other gangsters of their time). I jump in and swim a few laps, the hot water relaxing my body. It feels great. One difference between my hot spring and the one in the human dimension, those old gangsters thought the springs could cure them of diseases and STD's, it couldn't, but mine that was mixed with my aura could.

I look up into the gray and purple skies, the clouds are fluffy marshmallows, not something you would expect in Hell. It's beautiful.

I get out of the water and shake myself dry, turn into my goat form and s**t. I am ready to go to Jurg now.

I place protection spells on my body and dribble a bit of my blood on the skein. "Peragro" I say in my head, a blink later I am in Jurg. I reach down to grab the skein, I've lost one already. They're not hard to make, but it does take time that I don't have.

These low/mid level demons have received my calling card and are ready to battle.

The spell I cast marking my territory and combining the spaces left a trace for the next level to feel. This group is ready, I see more red eyes than green and yellow.

I feel a little excited.

I crack my neck, hearing the pops and my body readjusts. That swim in the hot spring pool really did help me relax. I look around at the sea of demons-my poisons already leaking from my horn, nails, and teeth. I can feel it circulating throughout my body.

I feel my body heat increase and my bloodlust soars.

If I'm not too careful the bodies will disintegrate before I can do any real damage, I try to cool the rising heat, but the influx of magic I absorbed is ramping my body up. I will have to cope.

I hear an echoing roar as the demons charge at me. Even if this was a game, the site would scare a person, so many demons. I try to feel some fear, but as an upper demon with an influx of magic, I just can't.

I feel so much joy instead.

I probably got a few screws loose. I smile and answer their roars with one of my own, and take off towards the mass of monsters-I aim for the largest group, my claws cutting down demons that look like ogres, giants, snakes, alligators, bears, goats...so many wonderful varieties of demons. The snake demons are graceful in their attacks, the alligators are ferocious.

I feel like I have been given a wonderful reward as my claws and teeth shred through each of the bodies that come near me. Soon I have more bodies than I can kill and they keep coming. The first demon to bite me dies instantly, so does the next, and the next. I begin pushing through the herd, killing in my wake.

I can smell a powerful mid level demon. This demon chose to become the boss or ruler of Jurg in exchange for moving up a level. That is the choice of each boss, ruler, king, whatever title you want to bestow. I think of them as bosses because I am the only Ruler, King, Emperor...you get my point.

My flaming eyes look for this demon, but I don't find a demon, I find a demoness. s**t.