Azran the Magic King of Darkness

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Chapter 13

Azran POV

Ah. Back to the real world, with my familiar Dufus, My stalker-wife-kind of Goddess Navaris, and a relatively full mana pool. And I now I can go see my other wife, my new toy, obnoxious in-laws, and the rest of my people.

Hmmm. I think I'm forgetting something.

'Hey Navaris. I feel like I'm forgetting someone.'

'Perhaps it is your brother. Who you have ignored for the past month, and a half.'

'Oh. SH*T! I completely forgot.'

I should have sent a message back with Markal. DAMN! You know at times like this I almost wish that my mind worked rather normally. I mean for most people 1 + 1 = 2 but for me common sense is 1 + 1 = 11. . .Or pizza, it depends on what I'm feeling at the time.

Oh. Well. I'm sure George will do something nice and rather stupid, like invading Hell to demand my location from Markal.

I should probably call in a favor, because if Markal kills George, I'll have to try and kill him. And That definitely would not be ideal.

I mean, my brother is normally a really kind person. But there are times when he has serious anger management issues. And coming from me, that actually means a lot.

There was that one time, when some jerk tried to come onto Marie, and George hung him from a flag pole. The guy was upside down and naked. Yeah, well, No one is perfect.

I'm going to need to concentrate, to open a link with Markal. I teleport us back to the fort. Now, where is he. . .Ah. Hasan.

"Hey Hasan. This is Dufus, my familiar. Do me a favor and find a place for him to stay."

I grin as Hasan raised an eyebrow. I walked up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't ask Hasan. You really don't want to know."

"Of course. This way Dufus. I will show you to your house."

"Thank you, Master"

"Sure thing Dufus. Don't cause any trouble for Hasan, or he might rip your arms off."

With that I waved my hand and walked away. Now to check on my family and new pet before opening a connection to Markal.

I teleport to my house and look around. Hmm. Sirenia seems to be missing, but Angeline and one of the Puppies are in the small bedroom.

I open the door and look in, Angeline is making a bunch of small figurines out of water and using them to perform a play. While number 4, she had a patch with the number 4, stood in a corner of the room, and watched the catgirl, who was lying on the bed.

I walked in, and ruffled Angelin's hair, before nodding to number 4.

"So, how's my pet doing?"

"She's fine. She tried to escape earlier, but she obviously didn't succeed. Her name is Akane."

Angeline answered as she continued manipulating the water figurines, her control of water was definitely getting better. I walked over to the bed, and looked at Akane.

"So, how are you doing Akane? Enjoying your stay?"

She looked at me strangely for a moment before saying

"I'm sorry."

"Huh."

And that was the last thing I said before a knife slammed into my brain, killing me instantly. . . . . . Or not.

Navaris materialized in her human form out of my body and caught the knife before it even got close to touching me.

"I think I shall enjoy playing with you. Please allow me to take care of this, darling"

Hmmm. Navaris is sounding more than a little creepy. I wonder if it is because of that hormones thing I read about? Whatever, I don't have time for this. Although if I finish dealing with Markal and George, fast enough, maybe I'll get to see some girl of girl action. Yep, definitely a reason to work faster.

"Sure. Angeline, if you see your sister, will you tell her that I'm back. I have some things to do, so I'll be in my room."

"Of course."

"All right. Thanks."

Hmm. I hope Navaris doesn't break Akane. I was kind of hoping to keep her. Well I'll look into that once I'm done here.

I lie down on the bed, and close my eyes, sending my consciousness into the world. I quickly guide it down, towards hell. Now, where is he. . . . Ah. There he is.

'Hey Markal.'

'Huh. Azran? What do you want? It's not normal for you to make a sudden trip down here.'

'Yeah. Well I kind of forgot to notify my brother where I was, so he may be going off on a rampage, and I wanted to warn you before he got here. I was also wondering, if he wasn't here, if you would let him know I'm alive and well.'

'Hmm. Well that definitely makes sense. . . .And it definitely explains why he is currently vaporizing my forces.'

'SH*T! DAMN IT! Of all the . . . .Ugh. Do me a favor and let me handle this, will you. You owe me for the army.'

'Okay. But now you owe me one, because I paid you back for the army. I told the Demon King, who is also my high priestess, to marry you and secure an alliance with your kingdom. So I've definitely paid you back.'

'Mother**cker! I swear Markal, One of these days you're going to go to far, and I'm going to end up telling all of your dirty little secrets to your wife. And that will definitely pay you back. What can I say, Karma's a b*tch. I'll owe you one for now, but I will definitely pay you back soon.'

Great. Now I have to connect to George and fix this mess. Damn. At the rate this is going, I'm going to miss out on Navaris and Akane. Oh, poor me.

George POV

"What do you want?!" The scrawny little man looked up at me fearfully, from where I had thrown him.

"You're going to summon a lower level demon, and you're going to do it now. Refuse and I'll send you to Hell and get someone else to do it. You have two minutes."

"W-What? But I can't just..."

"One and a half minutes."

I probably shouldn't be doing this, but I am seriously pissed and so far there have been no leads on Azran's location. So the only thing left to do is find someone who doesn know, basically Markal, Demon God and Ruler of Hell. And since Hell connects all realms, I just have to get him to look for Azran and find a way to pay him back, since I'll end up killing a whole bunch of demons on my way in.

I'm not a complete idiot though. I have an emergency teleportation spell tied to my health so if I recieve a wound worse than just a scratch, I will be forcefully teleported back to my house. Ah, He's done. Since I specialize in light magic, dark magic is all but impossible for me.

Smoke and fire boiled out of the magic circle and condensed into the form of a lesser demon.

"Who dares summon me, . . . . . AAAUUGGGHHH!"

The demon screamed as I destroyed him with a beam of pure energy.

"F*cking Demons, and their obnoxious monologues."

I reached out and grabbed the energy trail, that led down to Hell. Well I had better get this done before Marie finds out. Otherwise she'll kill me.

With that I use the energy trail to teleport into Hell.

I am surrounded by a rocky wasteland, filled with lava, fire, volcanoes, and dry rocky outcroppings. I have no idea why my brother used to visit this godforsaken place, although he did always say that the lava springs were excellent.

"Hey, Who are. . ."

I vaporized the first demon to attack me and smiled. Now All I had to do was kill enough demons that Markal would notice and come over.

I forced a bunch of light into a razor thin beam, and used my make-shift lazer to cut down the lesser demons that attacked me. It was a fast, and efficient way to use light, and it wasted very little mana. Azran was always telling me to find a way to use the smallest amount of mana for the largest effect. He said it was one of the only ways to defeat an opponent that was stronger than you were, after all even if you only have half of your opponents mana, if you use it correctly, you can unleash spells that are twice as powerful as your opponents, for only half the mana cost.

I unleashed my aura which burned the couple of demons that had managed to get close. My aura was nearly as bright as the sun, and painful to look at. Azran always said that it made me look like some sun god. I had laughed, until he showed me his aura, it looked like a sea of corpses and blood. It was then that Azran had explained that our aura, was like a reflection of our soul, and what type of magic we used, influenced our aura. Since I used light magic, I had an extremely bright aura, while Azran who used dark magic, had an aura of fear and despair, as well as having it show the corpses of every person he has killed.

Ugh. How many Demons am I going to have to kill before Markal shows up.

Just as I was wondering this a voice sounded in my head.

"George, you crazy bastard, are you trying to get yourself killed?"

I leapt back from the battle and up onto a volcanic outcropping. Suprisingly, the demons didn't try to follow and all turned around and left. Hmmm. Weird. Anyway.

"Azran? Is that you?"

"Yes, you moron. Were you trying to get Markal to kill you? Never mind. That's probably my fault for forgetting to contact you."

"Speaking of which, where are you? I can feel your telepathic link, but you're not in Hell."

"Oh. Right. Well I got teleported to this world, where these people said they summoned me to kill the Demon King."

"Right. But knowing you, brother, I doubt you agreed so casually."

"Yep. I killed all of them, then teleported into a forest and brainwashed a Dark Elven sort-of-Princess, after saving her sister. Then a whole bunch of sh*t went down, and I ended up marrying both her and Navaris, who by the way I had been married to for four years, but she decided not to tell me.

Then Navaris slipped me some sort of God-level aphrodisiac, and now both her and Sirenia, the Dark Elf girl, are pregnant. Then I got rid of an army by summoning Markal, and trading him the attacking army for protection for my unborn kids.

Then, as if that wasn't enough, I got roped into becoming King of the Dark Elves, and was forced to train their soldiers for an entire month, don't ask why, and I ended fighting a champion, who was on the level of a Demi-God.

Whew, well that's most of it, but to wrap it up, I wiped the champion's soul clean, renamed him Dufus, and went back into my Fortress. Where I handed him off to my head bodyguard, and then visited my new toy, some random catgirl named Akane, who tried to kill me only for Navaris to stop her. Then Navaris wanted to 'tame' her, and I wanted to watch but I had just remembered about you and went to ask Markal to contact you, but you had already attacked Hell, so I traded a favor to Markal in exchange for him not trying to kill you, and found out I'm egaged to the Demon King. Whew, finally. So what have you been doing for the last month and a half? OH, and I have to go kill some lesser God who p*ssed me of."

Huh. . . .Okay I heard him, but this is going to take a while to process. Let's see, process the most important information first. My brother is alive. He is married to two different women, while possessing another one as a toy and being engaged to yet another. He is about to commit deicide. I almost p*ssed off the ruler of hell. And now, what was the most important thing. . . .Oh, Yeah.

"OMG! I'm about to be an UNCLE! Azran, you lucky b*stard, when is the birth going to be? Because I swear, if I'm not invited I'm going to rip out your heart."

"Hmm. Well it should be in about eight and a half months, I'll work out something with Markal, so that you, Marie, and Mom and Dad, can come. I don't dare bring anyone else, or Markal's price will be to high. That sound okay? Because if it is, I have to get back to watch some girl on girl action."

"Yeah, I guess its fine. But next time don't you dare forget to contact me, or I'll tell your wives all of your dirty little secrets."

"You do know that I just used that exact same line on Markal, right? Anyway, can you teleport out of Hell, or do you need help?"

"Of course I can. I guess I'll see you when your wives give birth. Stay safe Azran."

"Of course. Who do you think I am?"

I sighed and shook my head. I would probably realize everything he had told me in a couple of hours, but until then I should just go relax with Marie. Now that I know my brother is safe, I have just about nothing to worry about. And with that thought I teleported out of Hell and back into my house.

Ah, It was good to be home.

Azran POV

I hurriedly set up a deal with Markal, before flinging my consciousness back into my body.

Got to hurry, maybe I'll be able to catch the rest of the show. I leapt out of bed and rushed to the small bedroom. I threw open the door and looked around quickly.

Akane was lying naked on the bed shivering with pleasure, while Navaris sat on the corner of the bed, also naked, and licked her lips.

"Welcome Home, Darling. Did you enjoy your trip to Hell?"

Akane turned towards me and whispered. "Welcome Home, Master."

My mind stopped for a few seconds on the sight of a hot catgirl calling me Master. Before my mind comprehended what was happening.

I had missed out on watching two hot girls make out.

I dropped to my knees, threw back my head and howled.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

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