In the Human Continent lay the Church of Light. In the Beastmen Continent, the numerous tribes worship deities of the land and ancient beasts from the Forgotten Age of the Gods. But in the Demon Continent, there was no one faith, nor religion.

The Demon Continent was just far too vast. To the east, the undead worshipped their lord. In the Valley of the Dragon Lord, they worshipped the strong, deifying each successive Dragon Lord. While the Elves worshipped the massive tree that extends to the sky as their God.

But the Demons, they had no God. The closest thing they had to a god was an Emperor. But by no means did they worship him. Perhaps they feared him, but by their unruly nature that was a difficult thing to say.

Yet at some point, these unruly, foolish Demons managed to find their way to their one, true, and rightful God.

“That is right my devotees, we have found our God! Amen!”

The crowd before a fat man in pure white robes lined with gold all screamed fervently, “Amen!”

The fat priest waved his golden scepter that looked unusually like a certain phallic shaped object piercing what looked to be an imitation of a woman’s vagina with four elephant ears hanging off both sides, “Praise be to our lord and savior, the eternal breadmaker who lives in the skies above the stars. He who is that which we cannot yet see within and without ourselves in our hearts, minds, body, spirit, soul, and *****”

One of the pious believers walked up to the priest and fell to his knees crying. The fat priest saw this and raised his hand in the air signaling everyone else to be quiet.

“What is it, my son.”

The man cried, his words barely audible, “O-Oh Lord Jésus, Master Pope who is our master and almost at the level of our God, an almightiest of fathers, I have sinned.”

The man slammed his head against the floor nearly opening up his skull as he cried and cried before the fat priest stopped him. The fat priest put his hand on of the man’s forehead and said, “Worry not my son, let our lord god father mother of heaven and earth flow in you, through you, and out of you my son.”

“F-Fath-”, the man paused and his tears stopped. Suddenly he began spasming uncontrollably and his pants grew a shade darker as liquid began to flow down his legs and onto the ground.

The crowd gasped in shock, before suddenly cheering. A woman in the crowd shouted, “It’s a miracle! Oh, praise the Gods!”

Suddenly, everyone paused and the priest glared at the woman who just spoke, “What did you just say…”

The woman paused and her expression grew incredibly pale as she soon realized what she had just done. The massive crowd soon parted like a sea as the fat priest stood up. The priest walked towards the woman in question slowly stripping off his robes revealing the fat flesh underneath.

By the time priest made his way over to the woman he had already completed stripped naked and was standing before her. The girl fell to her knees, and began begging for forgiveness, “O-Oh, great pope who stands above all mortals, Lord prophet who was sent her to watch over us foolish sheep who know not the way to our Lord, I beg you I only-”

The priest slammed his, again very very oddly shaped scepter on the ground and shouted, “Silence fool!”

“Eeep!”

“Our dear brother her, who has sinned was forgiven by our lord god father mother. And it was an absolute miracle as he was not only cleansed right before us, but he was blessed. Yet, you...you!”

The priest's body began to morph turning inside out. All his bones and flesh soon became visible and his body grew from being extremely short and fat to being rather tall and muscular.

“You dare speak blasphemy in the Church of the One and Truest God of all Gods!?”

The priest grabbed his golden scepter which was now far smaller than his hand and smacked the woman with enough force to send her flying across the rather large church into a wall.

The woman tried to get up, but it was no use several of her bones were broken and had pierced her flesh and skin and if nothing were to be done she would soon bleed to death.

The priest looked at her and said, “Now sinner repent by letting our God flow out of you.”

And despite being at the very brink of death the woman sat there, and piously began praying, “May God flow out of me.”

The priest smiled and then walked away.

…

“Weren’t you the Church of Bread and Wine just a few months earlier.”

“Hmmm?,” The Pope from the mass just early turned his head and saw a Demon with two broken black horns and a head of grey hair behind him, “Oh, Greed.”

Greed walked over to the wine rack by one of the walls and poured himself a glass. The Pope wrote down a few words in the massive book behind before saying, “Don’t drink that, that’s the blood of our Lord.”

“Blood of your Lord? I thought this was your Lord.”

“That was last month. But I got real tired of wine, so I changed it. Anyway, what do you want I’m busy changing the holy book. It’s an important religious text, you wouldn’t want me to mess up because you were here.”

Greed laughed as he took a sip of wine, “If it were that important you wouldn’t go changing it every other month.”

“Hey, I’m going to need to keep the folks down there entertained somehow.”

“Entertained huh…”

“Anyway, out with it what do you want.”

“Oh nothing really, I’m going to die soon so I thought I’d see a religious authority to see what to do with myself in the afterlife.”

The pope paused, and turned around, “Are you serious…”

“About half.”

“Are you really Greed…”

“Look, even I can’t escape fate or at least fate”

“What?”

“Anyway, I just came to ask you a favor , oh Pope.”

“That’s unusual, you’re not the type of person that likes to owe people.”

“Oh, don’t worry I won’t owe you nothing.”

“So you will owe me something.”

“No, that’s not, you know what I mean…”

“Anyway, I’m sure you’ll be rather interested in this deal. There’s a lot in it for you after all.”

The Pope closed the holy book in front of him, “Fine, then out with it”

“I’m going to need you to help dethrone the Emperor.”