(Geri POV)
Uncle Asmodeus was... odd.
Ever since I arrived in the Lust Ring, we hadn't trained once. No push-ups, no mental challenges, no combat tests.
All he made me do was rest.
Not that I was complaining. I was still bruised and battered from my beatdown with Mammon, so having time to recover was a blessing. The beds were insanely soft, the food rich and sweet, and the silence? Peaceful.
I was genuinely grateful. Uncle Ozzie might be a little… eccentric, but he really did let me rest up and heal.
He spent most of his time with a jester imp named Fizzarolli—or, as he lovingly calls him, "Froggy." They were constantly attached at the hip, though they tried to keep their relationship hidden from everyone… except me.
Honestly, I never got why they bothered hiding it. It was so obvious they were dating, and I doubt anyone in Hell would have the guts to criticize the literal ruler of Lust for who he's banging.
After three full days of nothing but rest and pampering, I was fully healed. My body felt energized, my muscles tighter, stronger. The fatigue was gone, and my mind was sharp.
I stood in one of the Lust Ring's lavish guest rooms, drying my hair and getting dressed.
The lights flickered for a moment, but I paid it no mind.
Unbeknownst to me, three succubi had silently entered the room behind me.
"Hi, big boy~" they said in unison.
I spun around in surprise, nearly dropping my shirt.
Three beautiful succubi, dressed in lingerie that left nothing to the imagination, lounged on my bed. One blew me a kiss. Another patted the sheets beside her. The third? She just winked.
"How 'bout you join us in bed?" one purred, gesturing invitingly.
I blinked. "Uh... I must decline, ladies. I have a girlfriend."
Their sultry expressions faltered.
Then they got up—and tried to drag me into bed.
Unfortunately for them, I didn't move an inch.
They tugged and whined, pressing up against me, pouting in disappointment.
I sighed, gently picked all three of them up—one in each arm, the third hanging off my back—and carried them to the door.
They gasped in surprise, thinking I was taking them to bed myself.
Instead, I calmly placed them outside the room.
"Sorry, girls. Maybe when I'm single."
I shut the door on their collective frustrated groans.
As I finished dressing, I stepped out of the room—and was immediately surrounded.
Dozens of succubi and incubi demons loomed in the hallway, eyes glowing with desire, bodies swaying like serpents.
They all looked… hungry.
And I was the buffet.
"NOPE."
I bolted.
I sprinted down the hallway, dodging hands, avoiding lips, leaping over a pair of twins trying to unbutton my pants. Naked demons chased after me, whispering sweet and not-so-sweet promises in my ears as I passed.
"Come on, handsome!"
"We just want a taste~!"
"Let us worship your body!"
Nope. Nope. Nope.
One tried to tackle me—I slid under her.
Another tried to straddle me from a chandelier—I sidestepped.
A third tried to open a portal inside my pants—I screamed.
Finally, I burst into the main office and slammed the door shut behind me, breathing like I'd just outrun Death himself.
Inside, Asmodeus sat behind his desk with a smug, satisfied smile on his face.
"Congratulations, Geri!" he cheered. "You passed the test!"
I blinked, panting. "What test?!"
"You resisted temptation and controlled yourself. In the Ring of Lust, that is your challenge."
"…Uhh. Yay?"
He stood, twirling a stamp in his hand. "Raise your arm, nephew."
I obeyed. He pressed the stamp into my skin, and a glowing purple sigil appeared.
"Thank you, Uncle Asmodeus."
"No problem! Now, as a parting gift…" He pulled open a drawer. "Open your hands."
I did.
He dropped a box of condoms into them.
I stared. "…What?"
"You'll need them. Trust me." He winked, then opened a shimmering purple portal behind me.
I sighed. I should be used to this by now.
I stepped through the portal.
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[Envy Ring]
The moment I landed, I knew something was different.
Pitch black. Not just "dim" or "dark"—absolute darkness.
I couldn't see my hands. I couldn't see the floor. I couldn't even tell if the room had walls. Just cold, complete silence.
I took a step, then another.
Nothing. Just the sound of my own breathing.
Then—a blinding light.
The entire room lit up in an instant.
And I immediately recognized where I was.
The swirling ocean-blue colors. The regal yet eerie aquatic décor. The cascading waterfalls from the high walls.
I was in her room.
My girlfriend's room.
Leviathan.
The Ruler of Envy.
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The next chapter will be r-18 and will be delayed a bit so you gooners get a longer chapter.