Hellhound [#4]

Blowing out smoke from his lips, D'ahvon wat hed as the pale white smoke swirled around his fingertips and claws. "So, let me get this straight... Lucifer invited you for his daughter's 10th birthday because he's alone now that Lilith left his ass for some reason. And you want me to come with you because...?" Before him stood an embarrassed Beelzebub, her second pair of arms placed at her hips while her main pair of arms held this giant wrapping paper roll that was white with several small red hearts, she was wrapping this large box with it. "Because you're good with kids- I've seen the way you behave around the pups of the Adoption Kennel, and they all love you."

"Please, they're technically my siblings. And plus, they're puppies, how can I hate them?" D'ahvon held onto the thin paper cigarette, at the tip this pale white smoke would rise and swirl around as he moved his fingers: "Besides, she's Lucifer's brat, I don't know what to give her as a gift." Beelzebub sighed as her secondary pair of arms went to help her with wrapping the box with enough wrapping paper. "Look, D, I need your help here. She's- Look, that kid is a ray of sunshine in this fucking place, I want to make her happy and she wanted to meet you because she saw that fucking magazine and you were on it."

At 21 years old, D'ahvon Marchosian has lived a good hellish life. After the "scandal" of him fucking Asmodeus and being praised as one of the most memorable fucks he's ever had, people wanted to know who D'ahvon Marchosian was! So, Marchosias decided to have a simple meet and greet with a few of Hell's most famous news and internet famous blogs and Helltube channels.

What? Just because she's old as hell- literally -it doesn't mean she hasn't been keeping up with the times.

Since then, he has been invited to various different events. And one of such events was the opening of an orphanage in the Gluttony Ring, and as the heir of the Marchosians, he accepted the invitation and added a 10,000,000 Hell Dolars alongside free education for all the children of that orphanage. He also pushed the orphanage to open its doors for children of all the Seven Rings, making so the building would provide shelter for all the children that suffered from the loss of their parents. The majority of the children from the 'Marchosian Orphanage of Care and Education' came from the Pride and Greed Ring, where crime is rampant and death is constant. Ever since, he put a lot of effort for teaching the children of the orphanage, which gave him another name- Pack Alpha. It was a silly little nickname, all the children called themselves "The Pack" and he was their "Alpha", the one who provided for them and cared for them, which was more than many ever would have done.

As such, he was somehow seen as the Guardian Hound of the Orphan Children. Seeing as he's in literal hell, that made him like a saint. And that gave him a title:

[Saint of Hell - Divine Title

Description: A Saint Level Title, given to someone from hell. Gives authority over an specific location or role.

Type: Role - Guardian of Children

Passive - You can feel whenever children around you are under severe stress or under danger. Know their location, age, and state of health.

Active - Upon activation, you can instantly calm down any amount of children around you. Qualify as "children" anyone who is at least 10 years younger than you.]

That was the title that he got, and he must say, he felt really proud of that title. It not only helped him keep the kids feeling happy, but it also helped him get rid of this nasty fucking ring of crimes around the Lust Ring where children were put to be these toys to be sexually abused and used. Asmodeus was pissed as fuck, because not only were they children, they were being forced to do what they were doing, and that was the only two rules that Asmodeus followed.

No children and no nothing non-consensual.

Asmodeus was more than pissed off about it, he declared in inter-ringonal news that anyone who had business in sex and were using children or forced workers, then he's going to rip them to shreds and eat their souls. To reinforce such statement, D'ahvon also posted on his Voxwitter @ing Asmodeus' official account with the following post:

[@HellhoundKing_Official:

@AsMyDeus, I second your statement and further reinforce it by saying- If you have any business that forces your employees to work or uses children, exploiting them in any way that I deem immoral, I will destroy you, your business, and your associates. I do not care about their level of involvement, if they were associated with you, they are guilty of inaction. I will hunt you down to the depths of Hell, and drag you to the streets and devour you in front of the ones you oppressed and abused.

Piece. By. Piece.

Let this be a warning... This also applies to you, Mammon. @King_of_Greed]

This blew up a lot, mostly because it was a declaration of war against one of the Seven Deadly Sins done by the younger brother of another Deadly Sin, which was like that Deadly Sin declaring war! Besides this, there was no further online comment from his side, he showed with actions that his promise held weight as he went through the Greed Ring and Lust Ring tearing businesses apart that forces their workers to work.

A lot of them were owned by Mammon. And that greedy guy was fucking pissed off, but D'ahvon didn't give a shit. Marchosias actually supported him because this stunt gave them a rather a lot of credibility and a lot of support from the majority of the population from the Lust Ring, Gluttony Ring, Sloth Ring, and even a few from the Envy Ring, Wrath Ring, and Greed Ring. Pride Ring wasn't really that opinionated about his doings.

And that was what gave him his next title:

[Patron of the Poor and Unfortunate - Divine Title

Description: A Patron Level Title, given to the one who cares for the poor and unfortunate. Grants favor from the ones you watch for.

Passive - You can tell whenever someone is being abused or being taken advantage of. You can also tell the type of abuse is going on and the abuse is granted a number, from 1 to 10, of how bad it is.]

And he must say, the workers that worked with Mammon were almost all 10. It really made him hate the guy even more, if not for the fact that he started to care more about his employees mental health because many were quitting and he was kinda destroying the businesses that were not fair to their workers, which allowed them to open their own businesses! In fact, Beelzebub also opened a bunch of businesses that employed Hellhounds and gave them training to become good at a lot of things.

There were bodyguards, teachers, cooks, servants, cleaners, builders, and much, much more. It was also in theme for their house's moto: [To Spread Knowledge and Understanding.]

"Urgh... that magazine?" The magazine in question was the [Hellsway], a famous magazine talking about the most famous people of hell, and unfortunately, he was one of them. It also gave them a ranking, from their standing and their fame, and it also covered a bit about their private lives. He himself was marked at the 5th spot, with Lilith being the 1st, Lucifer being the 2nd, Asmodeus being the 3rd, and Beelzebub being the 4th. "They really like my 'upstanding justice prick behavior of a golden spoon fed bitch who thinks he's better than others and believes people of hell deserve better', even though I never said anything like that- I mean, the people of hell deserve better."

"And that's why she wants to meet you-" Beelzebub smiled as she looked down at the box fully wrapped in the wrapping paper of white with red heart: "-well, apparently she likes what you've done for the kids of Hell." D'ahvon sighed- well, he has nothing to do, so he might as well, right?

-Scene Cut-

"I'm already regretting this." Sitting literally two sits away from Mammon, with only Asmodeus between them to keep them from going at each other's throat. Mammon was still pissed that D'ahvon ate one of his large spider legs, and D'ahvon is still pissed Mammon took one of his eyes, even though he has regrown it already. "I'm really regretting coming."

"C'mon, don't be such a party pooper, darlin'..." Asmodeus chuckled: "Little Missy Morningstar will receive the best gifts from the best demons of all of hell today, and we're going to have a good and perfectly peaceful party, okay?" Blue and pink fire emanated from his mane of feathers as he spoke, his two extra heads turning to look at Mammon and D'ahvon respectively, a look of promised pain to both. As the reason Ars Goeatias are considered royalty in the first place, Asmodeus was really knowledgeable and powerful in the arcane arts, so D'ahvon didn't want to cross or provoke him.

"Fine... But if he tries to give Lucy's brat a contract for some pyramid scheme bullshit, I'm eating it." D'ahvon himself had his two gifts prepared, a small box and a card. Mammon had the biggest gift of them all, it was this enormous fucking doll that was big enough to house a family of 5 inside it. "Also, what're you givin' the little brat? Well, I'm not giving her something she'll use now, but will definitely need in the future." He shook the box and gripped the card with a grin- in the card, it red [FAVOR] with bold golden letters. Asmodeus knew, every single Sin there knew, that a favor from him was more valuable than most of the things they were giving the little kid.

Even more so when it comes from the Marchosian house! They might be Hellhounds, but they're also Fallen Angels, and those are incredibly powerful and have a lot of potential. Look at Lucifer, he's strong enough to destroy the entire Pride Ring alone, and yet, he never does. "Oh darlin', I'm giving her the number of my doctor and a few numbers that she'll be able to use in the future, for a lot of her problems."

"Well, I'm giving her a Never Ending Pot of Ice Cream Cookies." Beelzebub grinned, holding the wrapped box like it was the Holy Grail. "And also a few pies, cotton candy, caramel popsicles, honey, pizza, ice cream, strawberries, and a few-" She went on and on about the foods she was going to give Lucifer's daught while the rest of the Sins just sighed.

Belphegor was giving Charlie a free pass to use all her facilities in the Sloth Ring.

Satan was giving Charlia a large boxing glove to punch the shit out of people.

Leviathan was giving Charlie an enormous mirror that functioned like the mirror D'ahvon has.

And Lucifer? Well, he already gave her the gift- He made an entire fucking park for her. Lu Lu Land was the most famous park in the entirety of Hell, many Hellborn coming to the Pride Ring only because of that. Thankfully, the Sinners are all contained in Pentagram City, so the rest of the Pride Ring wasn't under constant death and attacks from angels and exterminations.

"...I wonder how an angel would taste." D'ahvon wondered out loud for a moment: "...chicken. Definitely chicken."

Silently, Beelzebub agreed.

"You're here!" Like a small blur of blond, red, and white, the little girl suddenly jumped towards Beelzebub. The Sin of Gluttony easily caught her with her second pair of arms: "Bee!"

"Charlie~!" Twirling around, Bee smiled down at the little girl: "How'ya been girl? You good? Good. Lookie here, I gotcha a little gift, happy 10 year birthday!"

"Ooh~!" Like a blur, those little arms ripped the paper apart to reveal a box that read: [Infinite Ice Cream Cookies! By Beelzebub, quality guaranteed.] "Thanks! I love it- Oh, is that you brother?"

D'ahvon froze. He looked down at the little kid, she was so small and looked really precious... Is she even trained to deal with the weight and burden that is dealing with Hell? "Hey kiddo, here's my gifts- I hope you live the first one, the second one I recommend you keeping it and only using it if absolutely necessary, okay?"

Charlie took the two gifts, the box was easily opened, and on it was a small... seed?

"That one of the few non-lethal plants that grow in Hell... A Bloodbloom seed."

There was a small gasp from the group of Sins, because to make a Bloodbloom seed, one would need to slaughter thousands to gather enough blood! But if that was the case, the seed would be black in color due to the impurity of the many types of blood gathered, but the seed she got was purely red- which could mean only one thing.

It was made from the blood of a single being.

"Thank you!"

Little did she know, 10 years later, she would use that card.