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I go to open my mouth to answer, but my mother turns, smiles, then double takes, glaring when she sees Wilder and Gannon start breakdancing in the middle of the path.

“Behave,” Mother snaps as Gannon swipes a shish kebab of fuck knows what and bites into it, humming, eating it all on a few bites and licking the sauce off his fingers.

“I amb behabing,” he smiles while chewing.

“I’m not,” Genesis winks, setting up a craps table and our mother drags him up.

“Ughhh!” She pulls them along, muttering something about it always being them two and how they turned her hair white.

I walk, ground literally pulsing with power. Hell itself vibrates beneath our feet. I quietly eye the parade dancers with flames in their eyes. There are serpents made of smoke, and chariots pulled by hellhounds. Giant horns blast from every direction, and banners with our sigils ripple across the sky. Our people,if you can call them that, scream and chant our names as more fireworks explode overhead in celebration.

I stop just as we make it to large souped-up carriages with big ass black horses that have sharp teeth and no eyes… like deadass, only eye sockets. I glance away from them, getting in with an insignia that I justknowis mine. In fact, Mother has had to explain little about this place…I somehow know it like the inside of Jessica’s pussy…

For the first time in my life… I feelwhole. I feel like Legend,and I fucking hate it because she’s not here.

When we get to the house… or rather castle, we step out and Pierce lets out a whistle.

“Nowthat’sacastle…” he speaks out, impressed, but mother waves him away.

“Oh no worries Lord Pride, yours and Lord Greed’s are even more vast than this. Lord Lust prefers a quieter kind of luxury.”

Pierce puffs out his chest and Genesis smirks as I just walk forward, ready to be done with this shit.

Large ruby encrusted doors groan as they swing open, the sound echoing like a growl from the throat of a big ass beast. A blood-red carpet stretches before me, cutting through towering black stone pillars. It’s dark, but I know it’s my domain.

I walk forward and torchlights dance along the walls, casting shadows that twitch as if they’re alive while I lead the group to where I instinctively know my throne will sit, though I stop in my tracks, lip curling.

In perfect silence, a thousand men and women, bare except for silk sashes and glinting chains, kneel with their heads bowed, eyes glowing, each and every single fucking one of them bearing my sigil etched into their skin, pulsing red when I enter the room. Though I can’t even call them men and women… there are wolves, orcs, mermaids, lizard people…shit, creatures beyond someone’s wildest imagination.

“What the fuck is this?” I mutter and turning to our mother as she steps forward, smiling.

“Why Lord Lust, this is your harem! They have all been bred and trained for this. To serve you. To please you. They know everything you desire. Five hundred men, a?—”

“GAAYYYYYY!” Gannon shouts.

“Iknewthat enigma was gay!” Wilder punches the air, high fiving Gannon, and I glare at them.

“Yup you called it!” Gannon takes out a few twenty thousand bands and hands them to Wilder.

“Ol’ Zesty ass!” Wilder chuckles, pocketing his money and I’m about .01 seconds from snapping their necks.

“WILDER! GANNON SHUT! UP!” Mother seethes and for fucking once. I agree with her. but he and Gannon only snicker in the back.

“As I was saying… five hundred men and five hundred women, each split even between Alpha, Beta and Omega… this is all for you!”

Gannon lets out a low whistle as he steps up beside me.

“Damn, who would have thought you’d be a hoe on Earthandin Hell,” he speaks out.

“Good one…” Wilder giggles, elbowing Gannon and laughing.

“Right? It just came off the dome.”

“GANNON! WILDER! PLEASE!” She massages her temples and Pierce cocks his head to the side, frowning.

“But I mean… this is a bit much, though, right? I’m not tripping, am I? We’re talking about A THOUSAND?Really?”

“Lord Lust has an insatiable appetite! He rotates harems every quarter,” Mother defends and all our brows shoot up.