Coming Home from a Dream

[helluvaboss]

Hell has a habit of sucking in hapless, tortured souls... including those from other worlds, it seems, when helped along by portalling magic concocted by Stolas of the Ars Goetia. Hell, in fact, is very receptive to the devised spell, sucking in those that portal from the land of dreams, songerein.

Residents of hell walking through the portal find themselves startled awake where they were, but newcomers? Their forms become physical, tangible, changing them into the creatures they dream themselves to be - for the best and most certainly for the monstrous. It is Hell, after all.

Welcome home, I.M.P. : D.M.C.!

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[herewardbound]

"... Noted," he said, and ignored the heat now rushing to his face stop smirking at me like that you fucking goblin.

"I'll... figure it out eventually. I'm getting better at that."

[mansbestend]

"Welp, that's a green light for me. After the arcade I'm gonna plant my ass somewhere and wag my tail to see whose head turns."

Look, he'd seen SOME hell hounds by now from ones who walked on by the windows, but did they have this wonderfully fluffy, curled tail? No. This was bonafide poof.

He paused and put a claw to his chin.

"Or... wait, I might attract someone into pet play."

A beat.

"Nah, nevermind, I'm into it."

[herewardbound]

"Denji. You are otherwise a stellar example of the human ability to persevere against adversity and I respect that but please. For the love of any particular god. Your fetishes are a need-to-know basis and- I cannot stress this enough- I don't need to know."