The dragons looked around at the billions upon billions of their brethren that had also appeared in this strange space.
Some were more elaborate hybrids, some were demonic dragons like the man who had brought them here, and the rest were simple true dragons.
All of them could feel a strange energy that they had no idea how to process coming from all around them.
“God… what is this place?”
“This will be our home?”
“What about Dola?”
Abaddon had expected a few questions to arise from his people since this place was still new and strange to them.
“As we are now, we can no longer stay in Dola. The power traversing through your bodies is too much for that place to handle, and our prolonged presence there would tear the fabric of that world apart.
But here… you can grow in ways that you could not even fathom. I will teach you how to mold yourselves here, making you not only true dragons but true spiritual dragons. The potential lying in front of you is unlike anything you could have achieved there.”
“Spiritual dragons?” One asked.
Before Abaddon could explain, figures started to shoot through the clouds underneath their feet.
Some were busty women with tanned skin wearing beautiful clothes made from leaves, and others were fiery golems with hulking bodies.
There were also beings with pale skin and empty black eyes with clothes made from shadow, along with others who seemed to be made almost entirely of water.
The lightning and wind spirits seemed to be the most eager, as they excitedly flashed all over the place as they traded niceties with every overgrown lizard they saw.
“The ruler has returned!”
“It’s been years!”
“And he brought so many friends!”
“This is going to be our best orgy yet!”
“You look strong! Fight me now!”
It seemed like Abaddon had no need to make introductions, as the spirits were eager to introduce themselves.
This was their first time seeing so many living beings all at once, and they were more than a little excited to meet them.
So many new friends!
So many potential sparring partners!
So many potential orgy partners!
Wasn’t their new ruler just the best!?
The dragons carefully inspected these new visitors and it was easy to see that they were more than a little interested.
With spirits being 70% female, it was safe to say that the male dragons were no longer wary of this new paradise.
Though some of their wives were initially less than pleased.
However, most of them had a harder time being upset when they were either flirted with by a horny spirit or finally came across an extremely handsome male one.
Suddenly it was as if the playing field had been leveled and the dragons who were already married decided to keep their eyes to themselves.
Abaddon looked at his own family to see how they were doing and he was relatively surprised by what he saw.
No spirits were coming near his wives, and if they were they would only come to bow respectfully before departing.
On the other hand, everyone else seemed to be free game and Abaddon’s own parents had been approached for several threesomes already.
…They looked unsure if they were interested in partaking or not.
‘I am going to be sick..’
Turning his focus elsewhere, Abaddon was surprised when he saw a sight that he wasn’t quite expecting.
Rita and Tiamat, who had been standing side by side, were being approached by a few eager earth spirits who were seeking potential companionship.
But in a twist he wasn’t expecting, Apophis grabbed both girls and pulled them into his body, before letting out a horrible hiss that could make one’s blood curdle.
In his arms, he now had three women.
His wife Claire, his first interest Rita, and the most surprising of all, the lightning dragon Tiamat.
Abaddon felt like he needed to pluck out all twenty of the eyes in his heads in addition to the ones in his wings to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
It seemed like Apophis didn’t realize what he had done either, as once the earth spirits flew away he returned to some sense of normalcy.
And when he looked down at the women in his arms, he silently wanted to turn into a child and run and hide.
All three girls were looking at him suspiciously, with faces ranging from confusion to embarrassment and even a small bit of jealousy.
“Beloved… am I getting sisters?” Claire asked with dangerous eyes.
“I-I-I thought you didn’t…” Rita muttered.
“Y-You have some nerve! Just because I groped you a bit doesn’t mean that I belong to you now!” Tiamat yelled.
“”You did what!?””
Left with no other options, Apophis looked up into the sky and used his last resort.
‘Father… I pray that you will find a way to get me out of this…!’
Abaddon couldn’t even look at his son, and casually tilted all five heads into the complete opposite direction.
‘I cannot utilize the power of prayer yet, my son. In other words, you’re shit outta luck.’
Apophis had never once felt abandoned by his loving father before, but in this moment he felt like a cold child that had been left out on the street.
Abaddon returned his attention to the billions of dragons interacting with the friendly spirits.
Already, there was a feel good atmosphere beginning to bloom within this place as they got acquainted with their new neighbors.
However, there was a small percentage of them who were still reflecting on the life and things that they had left behind in Dola.
But Abaddon wasn’t expecting an entirely smooth transition into this space, as such he already knew how to rectify this. 𝒩𝓞𝑣xt.𝐂𝐌
Shrinking down to a height of 8 feet, he flew towards his wives with his focus being on one in particular.
Plucking Valerie from the group, he soared up into the sky and held her in his arms above the masses.
“What’s with the sudden affection?” She asked with a smile.
“My love, there’s something that I’d like you to do for me. It may sound a little daunting but I know that you can handle it.”
Valerie immediately felt her face go red and she tried to worm her way out of his embrace.
“I-I told you, I don’t think I’m ready to take it back there just yet! Lillian’s fine cause her body is all stretchy and shit but I’m still-”
Abaddon used one of his forked tongues to give Valerie a small lick on the cheek in the hope of silencing her.
“That’s.. not at all what I was referring to, my love… but since we’re on the subject, just when do you think you’ll be ready to-”
“Babe!”
Abaddon laughed and gave Valerie ‘s cheek a reassuring nuzzle.
“I am only joking, my dear. What I would ask of you is nothing so depraved.”
“Okay… then what is it?”
Abaddon pointed to the enormous sea of dragons in front of them and spoke in a calm an reassuring voice.
“Our people, they need homes and amenities, my dear. They need to feel like this place is theirs, even if it is strange and new.”
Valerie nodded slowly as she took in the sight of the billions of scaly creatures and glowing spirits who were flying around.
“The spirits too or…?”
“No, I have removed the barrier that prevents spirits from visiting other domains on their own, but they will still rest better in their own environments. You need only concern yourself with our people for now.”
“Alright… but even with just them this will still be a lot of work, and we’re likely going to be sleeping outside for a while. Let’s hope the dwarven dragons have retained their craftsmanship skills.”
Abaddon could see that Valerie’s mind was already hard at work trying to plan the next steps for their people.
If he was honest, he always did find her rather cute when she was like this, but for right now she didn’t need to think so hard.
“No, my love. I am going to share my connection to our people with you, and then you can sift through their minds and discover whatever they might need, and use your creation magic to bring it to life here.”
“…”
“…”
“…”
Valerie looked at the billions of dragons in front of her, then at her husband whose arms she was nestled in.
She would repeat this action eight more times before she came to a very simple and stern conclusion.
“I would rather you fuck me in the ass.”
“I’ll remember that tonight.”
This time, his teasing tone did not work and she punched him hard in the chest.
“Are you crazy? You know it takes everything out of me just to make a simple sword and you want me to make homes out of thin air? I will literally die, babe! It’s impossible!”
“It’s not impossible, love. Sheol is now apart of me, and that means that I am literally god here. As one who is bound to me, that means you also have an extreme amount of control over this space.”
Valerie could tell her husband was serious about this and she felt like her eyes were going to pop out of her skull.
In this space at least, her power of creation could go so much farther than she ever thought.
Not only could Abaddon shovel spiritual energy into her so she did not suffer as much backlash or feel quite as fatigued, but he could also help streamline the process of her creation.
Basically, as long as she had a general idea of what she wanted to make, she could do it where as before she had to understand her creations completely.
It was a really drastic and slightly dizzying change.
“Are you… sure that I can do something like this?” Valerie asked shyly.
In his monstrous form, Abaddon smiled as he enjoyed Valerie’s softer sides that most didn’t get to see very often.
“I am. If you’ll only trust yourself, I’ve no doubt you will see that you are capable of greater things than you realize.”
“…Don’t let me go, okay?”
“Never.”
Reassured, Valerie took a deep breath before she gave one of Abaddon’s hands a small squeeze.
Once he knew that she was ready, he fully liked their minds together, and shared with her the full weight from the connected minds of five billion dragons.
“Ah!” Immediately her hand went to her head as she dealt with the worst migraine imaginable.
She could hear so many voices all within her mind at once that she felt like she was on the verge of going insane.
That is, if her head did not split open first.
‘It’s alright, love. I am going to help you.’
Like a bright light amongst the shadows, Abaddon’s voice arrived to save Valerie from the madness.
She felt as if she was wrapped in his embrace not only physically but spiritually, and it provided her with no small amount of relief.
Now, she was free to think and most importantly listen.
She could hear the keepsakes these people left within Dola, the types of homes that they lived in before, and even the sort of jobs they held.
‘I have a special suggestion for you, my love. Listen carefully.’ Abaddon said gently.
Valerie did indeed listen, and she had to admit that she was fairly surprised by the gravity of her husband’s decision.
This would practically restructure the entire society that they had built back in Dola.
But if he believed in it… then that meant that she did too.
‘Alright… I’m going to start, babe…. You’re not allowed to replace me if I croak.’
‘I wouldn’t dream of it.’
After taking a deep breath, Valerie started to absorb exorbitant amounts of spiritual energy from the air around them.
Her eyes changed to a blinding white color, and she held out her hands like she was literally remaking the fabric of reality.
First, she changed the clouds.
Instead of the soft and fluffy structure, she elected for a floating island that was more than large enough to support these fully grown dragons and all of their descendants for eons.
From there, she began to build.
Like in Luxuria, she built homes, buildings, neatly paved streets and even another grand colosseum.
But high in the sky above the first city, she materialized a grand castle that floated ominously.
It wasn’t the way she wanted to do it, but she had indeed managed to fulfill her dream of making a floating castle for her family.
“You’re doing wonderful, my love.” Abaddon said warmly. “Keep going.”
Beneath Valerie and Abaddon, their daughter Gabbrielle was watching everything that her parents were doing with a raised brow.
Even though Sheol was her father’s domain and the difficulty was alleviated, that didn’t make what her mother was doing any less impressive.
Not just anyone could do what Valerie was doing now.
In fact, there was only one very small group of beings that she could think of who were capable of something similar.
“I do not know why I did not see it earlier… Mother has a maker’s bloodline.”