The Abyss, the Realm of the Forgottens.
Inside a magnificent, sprawling palace, squads of demon guards patrolled as the sultry sounds of succubus maids drifted out from deep within. Yet every guard ignored them. In this respect, demons differed from humans: they did not reproduce through mating, and the same was true of devils. In the Lower Planes, mating was therefore a form of recreation, one that only high-tier demons could enjoy. Even so, not all demons enjoyed the activity. They preferred to amuse themselves through slaughter and battle. After all, the Tanar'ri who now ruled the Abyss had themselves been born from emotions such as greed, destruction, lust, bloodlust, and rage.
Inside the palace stood an enormous bed spanning more than twenty meters.
It was covered in soft furs and silk. Ordinary fabrics could never withstand Soran's exertions. These furs came from vicious magical beasts, while the silk was woven from the webs of black spiders from the Pit of Despair. It was worth mentioning that the spider silk produced in the Spider Queen's realm had always been a high-end commodity in the Lower Planes, traded through fiends to Demon Lords and Archdukes of Hell.
Seven or eight gorgeous succubi lounged around the enormous bed.
The one helping Soran dress was the succubus lord Renaliss. As the first succubus to serve and follow him, she had now become a Lesser Demon Lord ruling over more than three hundred thousand square kilometers of land, with a status second only to Red Shroud in the Abyss.
"Master."
Renaliss knelt at Soran's feet and said softly, "Are you really planning to meet Clediana? She doesn't seem trustworthy!"
Soran looked down at the succubus lord at his feet, smiled, and shook his head. "She isn't the one I want to meet."
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