(Caleb)

"Kaelbingrakis," a deep voice says behind me, and I turn to find a massive Demon standing there.

Mostly humanoid, save for his black horns, crimson skin, and demonic eyes. Judging by the fact that he has the same form as I do, I'd say he's the same line of Spawnling as me as well. He's clearly gone through several rank-ups, though. His level has to be at least three hundred, judging by the raw power radiating off of him.

"Yes?" I ask.

"Are the Spawnling going by 'Caleb' who has been adventuring with the human known as Jamie, a boy Summoned from another world?"

"Who's asking?"

"Depends on who you speak to," he answers. "I am known as many names. You may call me Tiol."

"Tiol?" I ask, then feel an immense wave of fear fill me.

Tiolxravurnailialx, the most powerful Demon in existence. I'd heard he had returned, that he had been freed. I've been doing too much studying to care that much, since he was in the mortal realms. At least, until recently. Something about a Dragon attacking and killing him a couple of weeks ago, finally returning him to the Demon Realms until some mortal is foolish enough to Summon him.

I still can't find anything on Jamie's Skill, nor can I find anything on that weird Elf I came across. I've never heard of Elves with black hair before. I was so confused when I saw him that he managed to escape.

That's fine, though. I had no intention of raping and killing him, like I was doing with a fair portion of that village. Everyone else died.

"Yes, Your Darkness," I stand and bow to him.

"Have you seen his status in your journeys with him?" He asks.

"Yes, Your Darkness."

"Does he have a Skill," he says. "Called 'Limitless Adaptation'?"

"Yes, Your Darkness," how does he know about it?

"Do you intend on returning to him?"

"Yes, Your Darkness."

"When?"

"After I uncover information, Your Darkness."

"About?"

"Limitless Adaptation, Itimar, and Elves with black hair."

"The Demon who set him free," he narrows his gaze on me. "That was you?"

"Him?" I ask. "The black-haired Elf? Well, I was raping the town to death, but got confused when I saw him. I'd already broken his chains, and he took that opportunity to run. I wasn't interested in him, though. I was more interested in everyone else there, since he was a prisoner."

"Come with me," he orders, and I follow him out of the library.

Several minutes pass as we walk through the temple's halls, and I grow very, very nervous.

"How do you know Itimar's name?" He asks as we pass by curious and horrified Demons.

"A boy dressed in all-red told me and Adam."

He describes the boy to me perfectly.

"That was the boy."

"That was Itimar himself," he states. "Or at least, the manifestation of his avatar. I'm surprised he would approach you."

Me and Adam, but I'm not correcting that. Never a good idea to correct an Archdemon.

We reach ancient ceremonial chambers, ones to whom entry is forbidden. Being here makes me nervous, even if I'm being led in by an Archdemon, one of five beings who can grant permission.

Six. I keep forgetting the Boss' son.

"Leif," the Archdemon says. "Has a fondness for that human of yours. The six moons making their presence known is a result of his own presence in that world, and I'd like to know why, exactly, Vaefar summoned him to it.

"That said," he continues. "I would be most displeased if something managed to kill Leif, until he has the power to return me to that world. I would also be displeased if something managed to kill Jamie before I managed to return to that world. I would like nothing more than to flex my powers against a human with that Skill."

"You want me to return to him?" I ask.

"Yes," he says. "But before you do, I'd much prefer to grant upon you a boost of power, one you ordinarily would take decades – or even centuries – to reach. A sort of cheat, if you will."

Is he referring to waking my true demonic nature? Most Spawnlings spend two or three centuries doing that. Once that happens, we become far more powerful than we were previously, both naturally and through our stats.

"If I bestow it upon you," he continues. "You must swear to use it to protect the human."

"He will," a smooth, almost silky voice says, and we both turn to find a new Demon standing in the room.

He looks to be around my age, and has jet-black hair and golden eyes with slits for pupils, like most Demons. His body is lean, but muscled, raw strength visible underneath that tight, firm skin. His body is completely unclothed, in the way of Demons, revealing his very hard, and very large package that makes mine immediately spring to attention. This demon has dark green skin with literally swirling red marks across his body. A pair of golden horns jut from the top of his head, only slightly curved backwards, but otherwise, plain and smooth in form. Crimson spikes run down his spine, a trio of catlike tails flicking behind him.

He radiates no magic at all, yet something tells me from his casual stance that he can enter this chamber without permission whenever he feels like it. Yet he's no Archdemon.

"You are no Archdemon," Lord Tiolxravulnailialx says with rage in his voice as he begins to glow with a crimson light, which promptly vanishes. "What the-" he cuts himself off, eyes widening, then drops to one knee. "Forgive me, Your Divinity. I was unaware you had changed your form."

"You're mistaking me for my father," the Demon says as I look on, confused. "I am Maxrulnamis, his son."

Maxrulnamis? I'd heard he was in the mortal realms, 'enjoying' the presence of a certain mortal. He's been on a work program for his father, running the Demon Contracting Service, or DCS, often referred to as 'Dicks'.

He is the son of the god of Chaos and of a mortal woman, and is far more powerful than any Demon ever born. He counts as a Demon only in technicality, and from birth, was a Black Rating, as high as they can go. Most Demigods are only Green at birth, and struggle to break past Violet into Black.

"I've been back in the Demonic Realms for three weeks," Lord Tiolxravulnailialx growls. "I have yet to heard even a whisper of His Chaoticness having any children."

"He had me nineteen years ago," Lord Maxrulnami shrugs, all three of his tails flicking in unison as he begins to approach us. "I've been in the mortal realm the last seven months or so. Jamie drew my attention."

"Seven months?" Lord Tiolxravulnailialx scoffs. "That's as long-"

"As you've been free, yes," he nods. "I actually went down there shortly before. About a week before. If you would like to take up my heritage with my father, go a-huh. Oh. Hey, there. One moment. He's gotten decently strong since you were banished."

"What?" Lord Tiolxravulnailialx looks ready to rip a head off.

I feel so nervous, being in the presence of the most powerful Demon and the presence of the Demonic Demonic Demigod.

"Leif," Lord Maxrulnami looks at Lord Tiolxravulnailialx. "Forward to Stavnilmisia. I wonder why he's sending him his Status this time, he can't make another Contract yet."

"What are you talking about?" Lord Tiolxravulnailialx snaps, and the next thing I know, he's on the ground, with Lord Maxrulnami casually standing over him, one foot on his throat.

"You would do well," Lord Maxrulnami says with a sneer in his voice. "To respect your superiors, Tiolxravulnailialx. If I wanted to, I could end your life in moments, especially here in the Demonic Realms, where my powerful puts me on par with most gods.

"As for what I was just referring to," he says. "For some reason, whenever your little Elf sends his Status to a Demon Contractor, it gets forwarded to the boss of the Demonic Contracting Service instead. So I just review it, then send it back down to whoever he's talking to. Which should, from now on, be Stavnilmisia, unless someone fucks with the communication energies I rearranged to guarantee it."

Doesn't that only happen for people with a high natural affinity for summoning and controlling Demons? The kind that are only born every two or three thousand years?

I found that while looking for shit about Limitless Adaptation and black-haired Elves.

Lord Maxrulnami lifts his foot off of Lord Tiolxravulnailialx, then smiles at me.

"Your friend, Jamie," he says. "Has grown quite well, these last seven months. He's nearing Human Yellow as we speak. For a mortal, that's impressive. Then again, when combining that Species Ultimate Skill of his and training with a full-fledged Demigod, it shouldn't be too hard to imagine him hitting it that fast.

"I have to say, Tiolxravulnailialx," Lord Maxrulnami looks down at him. "For someone who knows how dangerous a human with Limitless Adaptation can be, you sure seem interested in fighting him."

"It's not like he could permanently kill me," Lord Tiolxravulnailialx snorts, standing and brushing himself off. "Only-"

"Yes, I'm aware," Lord Maxrulnami waves a hand, then looks at me. "You're just an overgrown muscle-head who wants to be the most powerful, and now that there's a mortal who could, potentially, kill you in the mortal realm, you want to fight them and exert your power over them… once they've become a worthy challenge. You do know that that Dragon wasn't a Dragon, right?"

A Dragon that wasn't a Dragon?

"That was a half-dragon," Lord Maxrulnami continues. "Who had grown powerful enough to complete the Trial of Dragons and awaken his ability to change into a Dragon."

"That power I felt," Lord Tiolxravulnailialx says. "It felt like an ancient Dragon. The dragonkin must be very, very old to have that much power."

"He was powerful, that is sure," Lord Maxrulnami nods, his gaze still on me. "What Tiolxravulnailialx was going to do was inform you that it is possible to increase one's power through certain acts. If a being of a certain level of power above yours fucks you, and they intend on using their power through that act of sex to increase your own, it can happen. The runes and glyphs in this chamber amplify that effect. In short, the Archdemon here was going to fuck you silly, granting you more power. He could, potentially, bring you up to a Demonic Yellow. I would definitely bring you up to Demonic Blue."

Two full Ratings higher from the boost. And all I need to do is let them fuck me? That seems absurdly easy.

"Is there a catch?" I ask. "Lord Maxrulnami?"

"Not as long as we do the increase within this room," he answers. "Would you like us to increase your power?"

"N-no offense, Lord Tiolxravulnailialx," I tell him. "But Lord Maxrulnami is sexier, and, uh… doesn't look like a bigger, more powerful version of me. And the boost from him would be slightly larger."

"Significantly," Lord Tiolxravulnailialx snorts. "A single Color Rating is a significant boost, you'd have a difference of two between us. At Blue, you would be akin to a Demon Lord. Beware the issues that come from power-Leveling – you'll face them as well, having not grinded your way up to Blue."

"Especially since it's Demonic Blue," Lord Maxrulnami says. "Which is far different from, say, Human Blue. You will be much much more powerful than your human friend. It would be a perfect way for you to also help him grow stronger, so that he can achieve his goals."

"Were you," Lord Tiolxravulnailialx looks at Lord Maxrulnami. "The Max that Leif mentioned?"

"Does it look like," Lord Maxrulnami gives him an 'idiot' look. "I can use Formshift to appear as human? Demigods can't hide their true nature. You know that well, Tiolxravulnailialx. I watched Jamie from a distance. So I take it you'd like me to be the one?"

"Yes, Lord Maxrulnami."

"Then your presence is no longer needed," Lord Maxrulnami looks at Lord Tiolxravulnailialx. "Unless you'd like me to fuck you afterwards, though I wouldn't do it to boost your power."

Lord Tiolxravulnailialx looks down at Lord Maxrulnami's dick, then bows and leaves.

Yeah, it's kind of huge, and will probably hurt like hells, but I don't care. One, I like getting fucked, and the thicker the better, usually. Two, I want to make sure nothing can kill Jamie. If getting fucked by that thing will let me, then fine.

Lord Maxrulnami has me lie on my back, and he lifts my legs up, kneeling and beginning to insert himself. Oh, the pain. It hurts so bad, but feels so good. Once he's all the way in, he begins thrusting, and he doesn't stop. I can feel the power flowing through me within moments, feel my body shifting.

I don't know how long he fucks me for, but it is hours of glorious pain and pleasure, and hells of a lot of power increases. By the time he's finally worn himself out, I'm exhausted, unable to do much more than take it.

Oh, if only Jamie could last long enough for me to wear out… to last even longer would be amazing.

Lord Maxrulnami collapses onto me, but even with him exhausted, I get the sense that my new powers would be no match for him, even if I were in peak condition at the moment.

When the Demigod finally stands up, he looks down at me, his monster dripping with the cum he shot into me, and smirks.

"I bet even that dragonboy couldn't satisfy you like that," he says. "You ever want some more of this, just contact me. I won't do it with the power boost, though."

He turns and leaves, and I just lie there, reveling in the feelings I had, and the new power flowing through me. I got so much power…

Name: Caleb Species: Demon Lord Sex: Male Total Level: 8 Age: 19 Public Title: None Class: Adept 3 Health: 140/140 STR: 41 AGI: 25 INT: 26 VIT: 31 Mana: 125/125 END: 25 DEX: 26 WIS: 25 LCK: 9 Rating: Blue CON: 28 FLX: 31 PER: 29 LIF: 847

That's a huge power boost, even if the stats themselves aren't that much higher. I can feel the massive difference, which shows in my new Species. I evolved into a Demon Lord. My horns are no doubt a different color, even if I look the same as I did before. I wonder what other changes have manifested on my true form, as a result of my evolution. Lord Tiolxravulnailialx never evolved, and so still stands as a Demon for his Species, which is why he looks the same.

Now that I think about it, I am the youngest Demon Lord in history. At least, recorded history. And it was at the whim of the Boss' son.

My INT is only eight points higher than it was before the shift, but a simple, toned-down Fireball is far more powerful than that boost should have made it. That confirms to me that my natural stats are much higher.

The Class for Demon Lord… I wasn't aware there was one, but it looks like there is. Unless I gained something else, since Adept, Rapist, and Pillager only put me up to Total Level 7.

Yeah, there is, and holy shit. It's a Mythical Class. Tier V, which grants thirteen stats upon each Level of it. How do I increase it?

Demon Lord 1 +3 STR +3 CON +1 INT +3 WIS +3 VIT

Damn, that's powerful. I'll figure out how to increase it as time goes on. I still have Formshift, but will it work, now that I'm a Demon Lord by Species?

My body morphs back into my human form without issue, and I sigh in relief, then switch back to my true demonic form. My skin doesn't look much different than before, though my muscles are more developed, even if not bigger. My tool is, though. I forgot that a Demon's dick grows in size with their Rating.

One of the things Lord Maxrulnami's father decided to 'screw with' a long time ago that none of the gods ever fixed. I'm willing to bet my status as a Demon Lord that he's also the one who came up with 'sex can make you stronger'.

And what is with this new Skill? There's no way that came from my power boost. Right?

Common Language 5 Taea Demon Language 6 Formshift 1 Fireball 6 Fireshield 3 FIrebolt 5 Masturbation 6 Martial Arts Mastery 5 Anal Dick Penetration 3 Dark Glare 4 Intimidate 3 Intimidating Presence 5 Sexual Stamina 4 Rainbow Cum 1

Rainbow Cum? What the fuck? I look down at the cum on my stomach and chest, from my own dick and pleasure, and don't see anything different about it. It had to have showed up after everything ended, but I don't remember seeing the notification. Then again, I dismissed them all at once after I recovered, since there were so many.

Rainbow Cum Level 1 Passive The color and flavor of your cum is randomized every time you reach your climax.

How the fuck does one even get a Skill like that?