I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

Underground City

I brought Dawn to the rest of the females with a direct command: "Do not harm them." I begin to turn towards the caverns open when I turn back to her, "And protect them if needed" with that, I turn once more.

Then I moved onto the lower level. I could imagine this place being the black market of manga or Hollywood films.  I passed by numerous bars with music blaring, tattoo shops, strip clubs...for demons by demons...drugs and alcohol everywhere. Several of the demons were so damaged and ravaged that I was surprised to see them as a level four. Weak ass bitches.

Killing these SOB's would be a necessary purge that would enhance the demon race. The smell of burning flesh permeates the air. The tattoo shops not only specialize in their artwork, but also branding and scarification of the demons tough skin. The metal rods must be enhanced with magic in order to leave a brand behind. The heat alone must be astronomical, combine that with a demons healing power...they must really want the brand if they are willing to suffer so much for scarring.

"Where's the bossman?" I felt like a broken record as I asked each f'ed up demon. They all pointed in the same direction. I finally encounter a bright neon blue mansion. Think of a Disney type castle, minituraized, painted by an acid freak that is beyond sloshed. My eyes hurt just looking at the monstrosity before me. I found the mutant boss of this level, or at least his residency.

Outside of the mansion/castle stood several demons, I assume they are the guards. "Is this the bosses place?" I ask them, they're turnt so much they can barely get any words out. I'm done with this game. Dawn must have killed all of the warriors on this level and left me with the jackasses. I feel myself getting pissed off, but I'm not sure who I am mad at, Dawn or myself.

I s***h his throat, then his, then his, then...you get the point. This squad just stands there as I kill them. No cap, they even help me, no s**t, help me pile the bodies together. I don't know what they are on, but I don't want any of it. I'm counting as I kill them. I need one hundred demons to complete my spell. I've got 86 more demons to kill once I have the dope squad piled up.

How in the hell did this level get so f'ed up? I walk through the front doors, expecting something sinister or s**t anything besides the weird ass freaks from outside, instead I get a room full of crashy, crunked demons and upper gellos. I see three gellos riding three demons on the couch, more on the floor. WTH kinda func is this place? I seriously feel dirty from breathing the air.

I don't want to kill the females so I stand there for a second making a plan. Once I think it's good enough I enter the room and let my poisoned claws spread the demons necks, their blood pours onto the females they are copulating with. Those demonesses and gellos change from f'ing to eating. My eyes, I need bleach to clean them out. These nasty skanks are still riding the dead demons as they eat them. I don't know if I want to watch in fascinated horror or kill every last one of them.

This wasn't part of my plan. "Let the bodies alone and leave" my commanding voice breaks through their lust and the ones feasting stop. I have added a compulsion order to my voice. Those bitches get up, still sitting on d***s, and walk out of the house. I finish killing the remainder of the demons. I have 70 more to kill. I hope that I can get all my sacrifices done here. That will save me some time.

I leave this room and begin exploring. Some demons are sober and ready to fight, they give me some exercise in the monotony of the slaughtering fun. Chop chop chop, swing swing swing. The first floor is done.

I move up to the second floor. At the end of the hall I smell the newly elected boss. Damn, that means Dawn did kill the boss, my bad. I told her to enjoy and kill them all. This boss man will have to do, and hopefully the spell recognizes him. I bypass the other rooms and head straight to him, I will feel so much better about my spellcasting once I get the main ingredient.

He's in his bed, with several demonesses servicing him. Dumb fk has his eyes closed oblivious to his predicament. I walk over, lean over the demoness sucking on his chest as another is underneath her riding his jimmy. They look like this is boring, but he looks pleased.

The smell is gross.

These demons have not taken care of their basic needs, instead piss and s**t is all over the bed.

I slit his throat with the very tip of my claws, I then transport his body to the pile outside. No way am I going to touch is nasty ass body.

The demonesses look at me with relief. These poor bitches, but they obviously chose his essence to grow-they made a disgusting choice. I leave them in the bed, now that his body is gone, they are rolling in his s**t. I walk out and close the door behind me. If they don't get out soon enough they will burn along with this abominable house. I need 69 more bodies, but I won't get anymore from here. I go back downstairs and use the same spell to transport the bodies to the pile outside.

I set the living room on fire, several gellos still in a daze, but quickly sober and transport out of the house, others watch themselves as their skin bubbles and burns.

I will get the rest of the sacrifices from the drug shops.

I leave the inferno, my  natural heat increasing the flames fierceness. I go to the pile of bodies, should I create my spell here or above ground? I decide to play it safe and create a portal. I begin shoving the dead bodies into and and let Dawn know to go monitor them and make sure they stay whole. I will kill her dead if she absorbs these bodies.

I get the 31 corpse demons through the portal and make my way back to the ragers going on at various businesses.

Drug houses are turnt up here. I don't give AF about their addictions, but it has made them weak and not deserving to live any longer.

I get my sacrifices within four businesses. I clear out the entire building on all four places, even after I get the full one hundred.

Murderin' fun.

Some demons are standing on the wide trails looking at me. I send out my aura and they bow their heads. I'll take that to mean they understand that the boss has changed. I reach into the bag my mom gave and see the open room...she said I would need it for here and for Lolk. Since I haven't needed it yet, I ignore her words and grab one of her sustaining potions. I'm not drained, but I feel like my magic has been zapped.

After drinking the white potion (looks like mayonnaise) and transport myself to the demon corpses. Dawn is sitting on the ground humming. She seriously looks sic. I am a badass.

I grab a container and fill it with blood and begin the circle. I make the circle around the bodies since the ground is even here. When the container empties I walk to the center and cut whatever corpse is in front of me and continue on with my incantations. Hours pass until I am done. I reach over and slit my palm, finishing the spell.

The ground shakes. The hemisphere is rolling and the ground shutters and collapses. The underground cave system is gone as Jurg and Shoakland make one level. My body is on the verge of collapse, but Dawn is just dandy. In fact she looks stronger and healthier the longer I look at her, while I look and feel like dog s**t.

I sniff the air. My essence is flowing into her. That b***h.

I remember the room in the bag. Now I get it. The room is spelled, which means she won't be able to steal my everything. I walk over to Dawn and begin spelling. The incantation is outloud, I want her to know that I found out she was stealing from me, and she would be locked up until I need her again. I finish the latin gregorian chant, kiss her lips and take back all my essence, every last bit, causing her to crumble at my feet before she is sucked into the leather satchel.

I am back to normal. I look around at the destruction and the demons from Jurg. Several demons and demonesses are crawling out from the rubble and caves.  Several of the gellos from First have already evolved. They look so much better. I can see reptilian, water, and dessert gellos in their forms now. Zomdemons are disgusting, but now that they have evolved, they look and smell so much better.

The residents are confused, the plain is huge and the demon population has grown a lot. Now that Lolk has heard my calling, they should be gearing up for war, me I am tired.

It is time for me to find a place to call home for the night. I have used too much magic and won't be able to make it back home, plus I want to see if another fissure has formed. I walk away from the loitering windbags until I find a place that calls to me. I begin chanting, three demonesses come and help me. With their help I am able to complete my vision with one hundred percent accuracy.

They are conniving bitches, but with their help they have assured a place in my home. Demons always repay their debts. We finish, the end product looks like an Arabian castle straight from Aladdin. I love it, and it reminds me how much I loved watching that cartoon as Justin.

This place is huge, I will need more than three demonesses to maintain and keep it clean. I will also need a few demons.

"I will be holding auditions for help tomorrow...for about 75 spots" I call out. All demons know that an audition is based on strength and those who win will have a subject spell placed on them. Simply it denies them the chance to attack or do harm to me or mine. Basically a slave with great benefits.

Some of their eyes light up with killing intent, 75 openings are a lot, and I am telling them that I am strong enough to take care of all 75. It looks like tomorrow will be a pleasant day. I head inside to add my personal touch to each room, including the decorations. I have created a harem for my brides that they will be able to decorate as they wish. I have successfully marked every room when I turn to the three females. "Do not go near the harem, find a room each in the servant quarters. I will make sure you grow as long as you serve me and mine."

"Master, will we be able to serve you tonight?" a demoness is licking her lips.

"Not tonight" I respond, I want to find the fissure. This area called to me, I want to know if it is the pure magic or not. I leave them and begin to explore my new home.

I find a private garden outside of the most amazing master bedroom I could have ever designed. I am seriously impressed with my imagination.

The garden is a little oasis with a pond and giant flowers and trees. There is a fissure here. The magic is not flowing out, but hovering over the open space next to a rock with a tree shading the area. It looks beautiful, dreamlike in it's golden light.

I walk closer and stand in the shimmering golden fog, it wraps around my legs, turning them into their goat form. Soon I find myself in my beast form, laying down in the fog.

Complete and utter peace and tranquility enters my souls.

This is pure magic as well, but it feels as if it has a different purpose. This feels like healing magic. My eyes are closing as the healing soothes me.