DarkDesires96
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Xyan sat in on her throne in the main hall of her castle. She had been living here for about 100 years now and found that time ticks by too slowly in this realm. She would often sit like this and ponder ponder about her former life, about her time in hell, about her now exististance in the mortal realm again wishing she had the freedom to go back to see her brothers and sisters in the fiery pit without the dire consequences of her soul burning from the inside out feeling the worst pain ever if she dared step foot there again.
She made what she could out of this castle she found into a home where she could dwell without the persecutions of the religious zealots who fear her. Even though she chose this abandoned castle as a home she didn't crave total isolation. From time to time she would fly into town and cause some havoc but it would be a hassle really for the only way she could get to town and that was either flying or a portal which needed her demonic form to do so, but so she wouldn't get noticed she would have to change into her mortal form, the form she was when she was truly alive. But changing into her mortal form meant she would have to obtain clothes somehow for no mortal cloth could touch her demonic form without bursting into flame.
One solution she thought possible was to get a car but to get a car she would need money and for money she would need a job and she thought that would be too much of a hassle for her to try to live on a schedule a mortal does due to their short life spans, and the only job she liked even though it angered her that it still exist but made her happy that it was still outlawed, prostitution was still around, but she didn't want to be constantly degrading herself for money, especially to lower beings such as mortal humans but that doesn't mean she didn't get with them sometimes for she thought if she could get more souls for her Master Lucifer, he would welcome back into Hell and she was a slut with needs as well, but those occasions were far and between considering she was fucked constantly for almost 2000 years.
So Xyan decides to sit in her castle alone with her thoughts like most nights.
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Xyan sat in on her throne in the main hall of her castle. She had been living here for about 100 years now and found that time ticks by too slowly in this realm. She would often sit like this and ponder ponder about her former life, about her time in hell, about her now exististance in the mortal realm again wishing she had the freedom to go back to see her brothers and sisters in the fiery pit without the dire consequences of her soul burning from the inside out feeling the worst pain ever if she dared step foot there again.
She made what she could out of this castle she found into a home where she could dwell without the persecutions of the religious zealots who fear her. Even though she chose this abandoned castle as a home she didn't crave total isolation. From time to time she would fly into town and cause some havoc but it would be a hassle really for the only way she could get to town and that was either flying or a portal which needed her demonic form to do so, but so she wouldn't get noticed she would have to change into her mortal form, the form she was when she was truly alive. But changing into her mortal form meant she would have to obtain clothes somehow for no mortal cloth could touch her demonic form without bursting into flame.
One solution she thought possible was to get a car but to get a car she would need money and for money she would need a job and she thought that would be too much of a hassle for her to try to live on a schedule a mortal does due to their short life spans, and the only job she liked even though it angered her that it still exist but made her happy that it was still outlawed, prostitution was still around, but she didn't want to be constantly degrading herself for money, especially to lower beings such as mortal humans but that doesn't mean she didn't get with them sometimes for she thought if she could get more souls for her Master Lucifer, he would welcome back into Hell and she was a slut with needs as well, but those occasions were far and between considering she was fucked constantly for almost 2000 years.
So Xyan decides to sit in her castle alone with her thoughts like most nights.