Lord of Sin - A Hellaverse AUSI

Pentagram City had long been the center for Sinner's, although Sinners could spawn anywhere on the Pride ring, most of them would end up gathering at the great city of Pentagram!

The reason for why was numerous but mostly it was because evil could not exist without victims.

Humans who fell into hell whether rightfully or not would want to vent their frustrations somewhere. Of course, with their newfound immortality, in a world that did not restrict one from their inhibitions, many sinners went out to live a life of debauchery.

They would live out all their craziest fantasies whenever and wherever they can.

They had nothing to lose after all.

With this kind of mentality, the true victims of Sinner ended up being the naturally born demons of hell.

Unlike sinners, the demon born naturally in hell all had nearly human like lives- at least, the lower classes did.

Hellborn demons who were not nobles of the Goetia or the Morningstar Royal family all lived an almost "human" life.

They had a limited lifespan, aged normally like a human and could die of disease and other ailments.

Of course, they had greater resistance to many things, their physical abilities were inherently superhuman and their recovery was really unfair.

Demons could all overdose on drugs without worrying about any health issues- well aside from the eternal addiction that would allow them to be in an overdose state for all their lives- they were basically living the dream!

So long as they had enough money to support their vices and living-

On that note, despite many hellborn demons living the "working class" life, some of the Hellborne are able to rise to the top. Earning power, authority and wealth through their abilities and the like.

One of the recently famous Hellborne demons is Verosika Mayday. 

A succubus pop star who was also known to be official "first lover" of the recently trending overlord, Diabolos.

Ever since the death of Valentino and the fall of Vox, Verosika had found herself in a shitstorm.

It was so great that she had to move to Pentagram City and live in the protection of her lover's organization.

She had initially loved the whole idea of it, being the lover of a powerful person in hell. This allowed her pride to shoot through the roof and it became even more satisfying when she saw Goetia nobles appear subservient towards her lover.

This even extended to her as the nobles who used to see her as trash dare not look at her direction now.

Some more courageous men tried to entice her but were quickly chased away when she manifested the storm flames.

The scarlet flames that could burn sinners to dust had already become a legend in Hell.

Verosika even learned from a former acquaintance that even though the Seven sins were taking the matter seriously as the Sin of Lust, Asmodeus was seen thinking deeply as he muttered something about the Diabolos.

There were even some people who claimed that they had witnessed Asmodeus meet with the aforementioned Overlord…

In fact, Verosika knew that Alan had met with the Sin of Lust. 

After all, she was there as his partner in the negotiation. When Alan declared the "love" between them, Verosika shivered, she was expecting Asmodeus to make fun of her and Alan but the Sin of Lust did not show such a face.

Instead, the Sin of Lust congratulated Verosika in discovering "love" and he even offered a gift of asmodean crystals to congratulate the couple.

The meeting was like a fever dream and Verosika felt grateful that she had met Alan that day-

Now, Verosika was on her way home after recording a new song. 

Once again, an army of paparazzi were camping at the doors of the recording studio. They created a wall between Verosika and her car.

"Fuck"

Verosika said loudly as the world flashed with bright white light, demons and sinners started shooting their questions at her and Verosika did her best to stop herself from burning all of them down with storm flames.

Her guards, a pair of hellhounds trained to use multiple flames activated the collar they wore, lined with yellow gems, the collar's activation caused a bright yellow glow to envelop their fur. Their clothes also lit up with a light green shimmer as arcs of green lightning danced around their suits.

The guards then exited the building and created a path for Verosika.

It didn't matter whether the demons who blocked the path were powerful or not. The hellhound guards were able to push away any who stood in their way.

There was even a Goetia noble disguised among the group who was easily shoved aside by the hellhouds.

In a split second, all the troublemakers were split, like how Moses split the red sea, but this time, no one used the power of God.

Verosika exited the building and headed for her car but just as she was about to enter-

"YOU LOW CLASS WHORE! BECOME MY PET RIGHT NOW!"

A demon declared loudly, everyone froze and turned to the source of the noise. This time the crowd willingly parted which revealed a sinner demon. 

With dark green skin and a horrendous figure, the demon wore a very tiny shirt that revealed his bulging belly. His shirt had stains of all sorts and he wore a pair of shorts that were also covered inv arious unknown stains.

He had long hair tied in a pony tail and wore rectangular glasses that could have made him look smart if he didn't have an unkempt appearance. 

Verosika glared at the sinner who had a smug look on his face. She could see that the man was armed with a single storm flame powered dagger. She would have just ordered her guard to kill the bastard but since it was a sinner-

She took out her phone, snapped a photo of the man and sent a text to the one person who could handle this situation for her.

Verosika: Could I 🔥 this creepy stalker? He's a sinner but he's obviously 💸 and has no real connections but it's live 🛑LIVE 🎞️🎥 so~

Verosika: 🤮[Photo]

Sugar Daddy: ….typing…

Sugar Daddy: Meh, 💥 his 🍑, that worthless piece of 💩 belongs 🗑️. Leave the 🗑️🔥 to me.

Verosika: Love you daddy~ 💋

Sugar Daddy: ….typing…

Sugar Daddy: Anything for that 🍑

After seeing the last reply, Verosika put her phone in between her tits as she said.

"Your boss said killing him is fine"

Without even batting an eye, Verosika entered the car and closed the door. When it did, one of the hellhounds smirked as he lunger at the sinner demon.

Unperturbed, the sinner didn't fear the hellhound as he took out the dagger that was burning with storm flames. He smiled as he brandished the dagger towards the hellhound, he had already used the expensive dagger to force many women to be part of his harem. 

He targeted whores he picked out from the slums, some hellhounds, imps, he didn't dare to go for the noble demons yet but he did have his sights on some. Though he first targeted the stars, the popular artist and it just so happened that one of them was right up his alley.

Diabolos? Everyone knew that bastard was hooking up with two of the female sins, although the media continued to show off the relationship he had with Verosika in the show "Keeping up with the Queen", where Diabolos was shown fucking with both his fellow Overlord Velvette and Verosika, many hellhounds had photo evidence of the "WILD HUNT".

A night where Diabolos was spotted outside the Pride ring, attending a party at the Gluttony ring and hooking up with an army of Hellhounds and the Queen of Gluttony herself, Beelzebub.

There were even some videos uploaded on Sinstagram, although it was quickly deleted from the platform, many were already able to download it and the copies were being sold in the underground market.

It was quite obvious to many that the relationship between Verosika and the overlord had fizzled out. This made many try to target her but-

The sinner had full confidence that no matter what he did, the Overlord would not touch him as long as he showed that he could wield the dagger better than him.

With the power of storm flames and immortality by his side, the sinner demon ignored the incoming fist as he drove the dagger straight towards the hellhound's heart-

*SNAP*

Everyone was expecting the hellhound to die and the rest of the guards to use demon wave tactics to overwhelm the sinner but what they didn't expect was for the dagger to snap.

The sinner opened his eyes wide, he had never experienced this before. 

The armaments sold by Diabolos Inc. was expensive and few people could actually own it. He had spent most of his stash into buying that one dagger and yet-

Frozen in shock the sinner did not notice the flood of camera shots that were being taken of him. 

Meanwhile the hellhound smirked as he flexed his muscles, green lightning erupted from his body which made many realize what had happened.

The headline of "Diabolos arms fragile?" had been scrapped before it was even drafted as many now realized…

[Diabolos arms are OVERPRICED!]

All the guards were decked head to toe in special arms that were made by their employer, moreover-

The hellhound ignored the astonished gazes and took out a pair of crimson knuckle dusters. When he wore it on his fist, the dusters burned with scarlet flames-

"Ah fu-"

The sinner could only curse but before he could even finish his words, his head was blown off by a punch.

Smiling, the hellhound felt euphoria at taking the life of a sinner.

Hell was their home, it was their land! Yet, just because these sinners have immortal lives- they think they can waltz into hell and turn it into their playground? 

This hellhound, like many of his fellow bodyguards, hates sinners. But! Their boss was different, unlike the other sinners who looked down on them, their boss gave them an opportunity. He gave them power-

While many claimed the day Beelzebub fucked Diabolos to be the day [The ring of Gluttony fell], the hellhound and many others of his kind saw that day as [The Coming of Diabolos], the day where Diabolos had taken in their forsaken race and helped them become more than what they could ever be-

Now, as he killed another worthless sinner, this hellhound reaffirmed his decision to follow the new overlord.

This was the first public execution of a sinner by a hellborn who was not a noble. It wasn't the first to happen but it was the first to occur publicly, in the center of Pentagram City, the core of the Sinner's powers, the land ruled by the overlords.

Many of the reporters, mainly those that were run by Hellborne's, immediately started to take photos and try to interview the hellhound. 

The sinner reporters on the other hand- they didn't know what to do.

As this scene occurred, from the top of a nearby office building, a female demon with light grey skin and long white hair tied into two long horns stood in the shadows, her red eyes staring at the madness occurring below.

Just at this moment, the door opened.

"What have you discovered?"

She asked after turning her head to look at the thin woman who entered. She sported a high ponytail and was dressed in all white, even her skin was as white as snow which made her light blonde hair, red eyes and red glasses stand out even more. 

"Based on the readings from our flame energy detector, the hellhounds were able to output a consistent level of 10,000 points of flame energy"

Hearing the words of her daughter, the grey skinned woman turned back at the hellhound and squinted her eyes.

"Wasn't the average for low class demons 1000? Their maximum was 3000 if I remember correctly"

"Yes, the detectors have found that the special gems on the clothes, color and weapons of the hellhounds were the source of the increase in output"

She stared at the hellhound again, taking note of the gems hidden in the suit and collar. On the surface, they looked like cheap decorations but if her daughters words were right-

"Diabolos that bastard…"

"Mother-"

"..."

The mother and daughter duo stayed silent, Diabolos had already come to visit them before and that meeting was- less than welcome.

"With this he would add a new weapon in stock, the previous generation of weapons and tools would lower in price. While still expensive and limited, it will still bite into our market…"

"Mother, although the flame jewels reduced our customer base, it also relieved us of the ever increasing demand. Increasing prices have become harder ever since the Goetia started to propose various limitations to angelic weaponry…"

"Odette, Diabolos has the Goetia in his hands, that man had taken hold of various nobles. There's a reason why his weapons were not banned from being sold to the lower class demons. But… that's not the problem, there will always be a demand for our weapons… the problem is-"

The woman, one of the overlords of hell, Carmilla Carmine, recalled the previous meeting with Diabolos.

The man bearing the name Alesandrei Angelique Engel, the mere sound of his name irked her as it sounded like "Alesandrei the Angelic Angel". A very ironic name for a sinner who acts more like a demon than the demons of hell.

Carmilla had lived in hell for a really long time, she had seen many sinners but most of the sinners she saw were useless wenches who were not truly evil. Just some spineless sobs who committed one or two sins. 

Their arrival in hell made them more open to evil but there were only a few "truly evil" sinners.

Most of the sinners were just addicts and unhinged bastards who took advantage of their immortality and the "freedom" of hell.

Even the overlords were just a bunch of powerful sinners who were smarter than the average person. Many of the sinners were just indulging in their vices and using their little bits of intelligence to take advantage of others and stand at the top-

The man who claimed the name Diabolos though- that monster was not a man drowning in vices. He was not a sinner who found freedom in hell-

No, the moment she met him, Carmilla knew that the bastard was a true DEMON. There were few sinners who had the same air as him, the Radio Demon was one of those that could match up to the man but even that pretentious bastard could not hold a candle up to the madness that Diabolos showed.

"We will never make a deal with that man, he won't enslave us, he won't take advantage of us… that's not his goal…"

Carmilla turned towards the hellhound who was basking in "glory". 

To the eyes of others, the scene below was an underdog story [A/N: Pun intended (≖⩊≖)], but in her eyes it was all part of a game. Diabolos' game, one where he laughs away as he watches on as the people below him act out his twisted script.

"What he wants is not power, not glory, not women-"

She gave her daughter a serious look-

"Odette, don't let his words get to you, the moment you start dancing to his tune is the moment you become a part of his play… he's the type of man who wanted to go to hell"

As Carmilla finished her words, a slow clap echoed from the darkness.

"You!"