Chapter one
Magnanimous: His sacrifice

    "Ultimate sin,

    Sin,

    Condemned,

    Eternity,

    Hell."

    Magnanimous sat at the bank of the River Styx his knees drawn up to his chest. No matter how much he hoped and prayed it was all a dream the scorching heat of Hellfire that lapped at his body was an all too real reality. Sanna, his midnight angel had always told him that a bullet never has a name on it. He always brushed her off, she was such a worrywart constantly fretting over nothing. He shook his head softly running his fingers through his hair wearily. A stray bullet took his precious angel from him and in his desperation he took his own life just to be beside her again. What good had it done him? Now he would never get to see her again.

    "There is a way for you to see her again" a voice from the shadows cooed.

    "Mama always taught me not to talk to strangers lurking in the shadows" Magnanimous muttered.

    A daemon came out of the shadows, a sheer gold cloth draped over her volutuous frame, chains dangling from her hips, she smirked. Succubi, female sex daemons littered the levels of Hell preying on new meat,fresh mortals that have been thrown into the belly of Hell. They're the perfect play toys for Satan and he often uses their thirst for lust to his advantage. This one's name was Cavaldia, Satan's right hand...wench.

    "Mama's rules were meant to be broken" she brushed past him going to the river bank, her tail caressing his groin as she sauntered past him.

    "What do you want,she-devil?" he moved away from her disgust clearly written on his face.

    Cavaldia chuckled lightly "It's not about what I want, baby. As you can see, " she ran her hands over her curves "I've got a faithful meal so to service myself isn't why I'm here" she lifts up the fabric of her 'dress' and stepped into Styx hissing lightly at the pleasurable intensity of the heat.

    "Then why are you here! I know you didn't come all this way just to pick with me?" it was unlike Magnanimous to lose his temper with a woman but she...was a she-devil.

    Snake-slit fiery red eyes turned to look at him in mocking amusement a fanged smile gracing her lips as she threw her head back and laughed "Oh, don't flatter yourself!" she stepped out of the Hellfire some of it dripping down her legs causing the rock beneath her to turn to ash.

    "I come bearing Orders from on High, His Majesty has sent for you" she began walking in the direction that she came from.

    Magnanimous followed her cautiously, hesitant and nervous "Hi-His Majesty?" his voice cracked slightly.

    A sly smirk parted Cavaldia's lips "Thats right lover-boy, His Majesty Lord Satan, King of Hell!" she giggled happily leading him further into the depths of Hell. Only beings that had been trapped in Hell for eons could possibly navigate themselves through the endless labyrinth of confusion. With every step that he took Magnanimous could feel himself being swallowed by the eternal darkness. It went on forever and the further Cavaldia led him the more dimished his hope became. He began walking with his head down allowing himself to get lost within his own musings. When he had been lost in darkness before it was always Sanna that saved him but she couldn't do that anymore.

   Cavaldia stopped at a large obsidian door pushing it open with a small grunt of effort. Magnanimous eyes scanned over the room quickly first noticing the stalagmites on the ceiling followed by the levatating candles that blazed with fire taken from the river Styx and then his eyes fell upon Satan. He was not some infamous beast as the Bible depicted him. His body was not some chimerian mixture of human and animals, he still looked like Lucifer.

    Lucifer, The Morning Star and Bringer of Light, the most beautiful of all the angels. He wore nothing but a blood red high slit skirt, his tail whipping around contently, his claws gently clacking against the armrest of his throne in contemplation. The door slammed shut being them with a heavy thud and Cavaldia went rushing over to Satan.

    "I have found him for you, My Lord" she simpered running her fingers over his large black horns.

    "Good, we've much to discuss" Satan's voice was deep, thick like molasses.

    A small scuff left Magnanimous' lips "I've nothing to discuss with you" he said quietly.

    With a snap of his fingers Satan sent a vault of electricity shooting down Magnanimous' spine his lips curling into a cruel smirk. Magnanimous' eyes shot open in surprise, a piercing scream rippin from his throat as  he collaspsed forward panting and gasping for breath.

    "What's the matter,whelp? Have you no respect for your King?" he chuckled softly surrveying Magnanimous from his position on the carvern floor.

    Cavaldia tsked lightly shaking her head as she picked dirt out from underneath her claws "And after my Master went out of his way to make a special deal with you."

    Harsh coughs racked Magnanimous' body "I don't want anything from either one of you"  he rasped.

    Anger flarred around Cavaldia "Insolent brat! How dare you defy my Master?!" she snarled hissing at him loudly.

    Satan chuckled "You've not even heard my offer yet" he sat up a little straighter in his throne.

    "It doesn't matter, I won't align myself with you, I am a God fearing man" he grunted struggling to sit up.

    "A God fearing man he says" Satan mocked.

    "Little too late for that now ain't it, shug?" Cavaldia laughed showing no mercy in her endless mocking. She only stopped when she felt Satan's tail wrap around her waist the tip gently caressing her hip. She rests her head on his knee scowling at Magnanimous as she allowed Satan to handle the situation.

    "I want for you to become a Pact Dealer, a hellbeing that is willing to go topside to collect fresh souls for me, convince those idiotic humans into making an eternity long deal with yours truly."

    "What part of 'no' don't you get?" Magnanimous staggered to his feet wiping a droplet of blood from his chin. He shook his head softly stumbling over to the door. The instant his fingers curled around the handle a spiritual barrier sent him spirailing backwards and crashing into the opposite wall.

    "You won't even consider it?" Cavaldia cooed flying over to the disoriented mortal.

    "Not even for her?"Satan asked smearing his hand across the air a picture of Sanna ghosts across the air in its place.

    "Sa-Sanna!" he groaned, reaching for the illusion weakly.

    "You can see her again but only if you take me up on my offer. Isn't your precious Sanna worth so much more? Isn't she the reason that you're here? You wanted to see her again and now I'm offering you the perfect opprotunity to see her again. My offer won't last forever Magnanimous I need an answer."

    There was a pregnant pause between them. If he agreed Magnanimous knew he would forever be in debt with the devil himself. If he declined he'd be forced to survive an eternity in Hell without the warmth and love of his midnight angel. He sighed heavily trying and failing to sit up, his head lulled to the side, he looked up at Satan.

    "Fine."

    "Hmph, nice doing business with you" he smirked lightly biting the base of his hand near his thumb black blood pooling out of the puncture wound. He grasped Magnanimous' hand the blood seeping into Magna's skin and beginning the transformation from human to Daemon. Wings burst from his back sending blood splattering on the walls, his horns sprouted, his nails grewm into claws, fangs ripping from his gums, the transformation finally ended when his tail thrashed from out of his backbone and he collapsed on the cavern floor, physically drained.