I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

The Demoness

What the hell is a Demoness doing as a boss in Jurg? The females are still gellos until they reach Lolk, level five. This b***h chose to level up and then come back down here.

I don't know if I am pissed that she took my role or impressed that she could think like that.

It doesn't matter how amazing she is, how strong or smart, in order for me to conquer Jurg I have to kill the boss. There are no exceptions to this. Even if she wanted, she could not just give up. Stupid b***h.

The more I think about the lost opportunity of working with her the angrier I get. Here is a demoness that could become my general, but instead I will kill her.

She can see the regret in my flaming eyes, but it doesn't stop me. I head towards her, ignoring the demons dying as I walk by. My heat is too much as it sucks the oxygen from their lungs to fuel it.

This demoness is amazing, she engages with me, her speed is phenomenal. I've not landed a hit yet, but neither has she. I decide to have fun, she is battling for her life, but I'm not.

I enjoy watching her graceful moves, her delicate horns add a sultry look to her fighting. I would rather F**k her then fight her and my body responds, but I may look like a goat, and some instincts are too powerful to resist, but not his time.

She sees my body react and thinks that she has won, I cut her head off of her shoulders as her mouth forms a smile. Her body is pumping out blood, the demons near her are drinking it up, absorbing her skills into their own forms.

The fighting stops and I take her form before they can eat her, I need her body for the spell. "Go bring me her head" I tell one of the demons near me. He brings back a partially eaten face, it doesn't matter, even deformed her body will fuel the spell.

"Go grab one hundred dead demons and bring them to me" I call out, the demons don't hesitate and begin to gather their dead.

Meanwhile I am looking for a level spot, which I find not too far away. The desert looking Jurg is probably one of my favorite sites, but the cliffs and shallows make it hard to find level ground. Luckily the circle does not need to be as big as New Kist since I will not be combining them, but marking it and preparing it to combine with Shoakland.

I use the demonesses blood to begin drawing the circle. Once she is drained dry and moves her body to the center and gets more blood from the bodies that are piling up. I go back and forth gathering more blood until the circle is complete. I then move ninety nine bodies with the demoness as my offering. With my claw I cut my palm and began chanting the incantation. Once I complete the 360 turn the spell is complete.

I am ready to visit Amber and see how her evolution is doing, but these demons are acting weird.

WTH.

Granted I've been focused on my task, but why are they just standing there watching me?

"Uh, you need something?" I called out.

A short fat demon with spikes walks out of the crowd. "Sire, you killed the only female we had. Avaritia killed all of the females here when she fought to be boss...We would like to request some females. We don't care if they are gellos."

That b***h was more clever than I thought. She leveled up so much by mating with the demons and absorbing their essence. She was probably sleeping with and consuming hundreds.

The zomdemons were in the millions, literally, so moving them here was no problem.

"Ok, I will bring you some low level gellos, it will be up to you what you do with them" their looks of joy was telling enough. They wanted s*x badly.

I got out the chalk and made a crude gate for several gellos to enter. The spell was designed to call only the gello zomdemons. When I finished I called over the spikey demon and cut his hand. I was tired of using my own blood for these spells, and since these females were for them, they could pay the price.

HIs blood splattered on the chalk, the circle began to move and open wider, the center swirling in a lazy flow. Soon a gello pulled herself from the ground, the demons who were near rushed over and they began pulling out the low level gellos passing their bodies as new forms came out.

"Is this all, you don't need anything else?" I asked the crowd.  Some gellos had already found demons that they wanted and were walking off.

I needed to leave before the smell of mating coated this planet. I do not want to mate with a damn zombie. They smell horrid.

Thousands of gellos are coming through, it is up to the spikey demon to cut off the flow, he's the one paying the price. If he waits too long then he will forfeit his life. As soon as the thought enters my mind, another demon walks over and splashes his blood on the circle.

"How many are you bringing over?" I ask the two.

"Just a few thousand" I shrug hearing their answer. I don't really care, and it's not my life on the line. I pull out the skein to go to Faeton. I will visit with my Parens and Amber before moving onto Shoakland, besides I need to tell my Pater about the fissure of  magic.

I walk away from the group of demons, who all look docile, a huge contradiction to my first site of them. I can smell s*x in the air. This place is about to be tortuous for any demons who don't find a female or another demon unwilling to share.

'Peragro' I think as my blood drops onto the skein. I am home sweet WTH did I walk into home? Demon goat dad is standing at the fireplace yelling at my poor sweet Mater.

I don't even know what happened, but my rage exploded. Before my Parens could even react my body heat surrounded them and the other demoness in the room. I've never seen her so she must be a new bride to replace one my Mater killed.

My dad's body responds to my challenge, his flaming orbs increasing the heat. The demoness hides behind the couch, but my Mater looks over at me with so much pride and love that I falter. 

My Pater feels the fluctuating feelings and calms down, catching up to what happened and begins to laugh. His laugh extinguishes my intense anger, "WTH was all that!" I yell out. I never, ever saw my dad raise his voice to my Mater. I'm still mad, but it's controlled.

"Your Mater doesn't like my new brides," he answers.

My demon goat mom is not a jealous person. She loves strength, thus, she loves me the most as I will be the strongest demon ever.

So that means my dad chose weak brides. I shake my head as I look at the cowering demon. I love my Mater, and I will do anything for her. I walk over to the scared demoness and slit her throat and smile over at my demoness mom as her blood falls over my hand. "Mater, is this better?" I ask with sincerity. Her smile is beautiful as she nods her consent to my actions.

My demon goat dad looks mad.Shit.

Well, you can't please everyone.I walk out of the room looking for the second bride, if Mater feels that these demonesses are too weak, then they are. One of her talents is reading people, that is why she looks at my Pater with so much devotion, and me with everything in her heart.

My Pater knows what I am doing, he also knows that my actions are solely for my Mater and not to sow discord with the family.

"Filius, wait" he calls out. "If you give her some of your blood," he looks over at my mom for this next part, "will she get stronger?" My mom is looking at the variants. I stand watching her, waiting until she tells me what to do.

A while later her glowing eyes refocus and she nods her head. "Day, come out here" my Pater yells out. A beast demoness walks out, her green and brown fur covering her smallish frame. She does not belong to a specific beast like myself, but a combination of beasts. She's a weak hybrid, but still a demoness. I poke a hole in my pointer finger and let it drop into her mouth without touching her. Technically speaking, I should never touch my Pater's things.

The only time I am allowed to touch my Pater's brides would be to kill them, and vice versa for my brides. That is the rules in Faeton.

He would have full rights to challenge me since I did kill his bride without his consent, but my mom is my mom. She was unhappy and I didn't like it.

I am watching my Mater as the blood drips into the furry beast's mouth until she nods her head. I take my finger away and suck on it until it stops bleeding and walk towards my mom to give her a hug. I hear a falling noise behind me, the small demoness passed out. I ignore her as my Pater goes over to  pick her up, she is no longer of any interest to me. I hug my mom and kiss her cheek.

It's nice being home.

We wait for my Pater to return so that I can debrief them, the demons who work in the estate begin to clean up (eat) the demoness I killed. We ignore them as I make small chatter.

The air stirs as my Pater enters. Good, this will take hours and I want to see Amber. My speech is curt and rapid as I tell everything that I experienced and answer their questions.