Naming Demons six

The great Demon's robe dropped to the floor, but did not reveal a human like body as indicated by the flow of his robe, but rather a body that was composed entirely of long branching red and brown segmented tentacles that recalled earth worms. Some ended in alien eyes, some ended in lamprey like teeth or in tiny bird like manipulators.
    The fearsome monster Leaned it's entire long frame over to look max directly along eye level, Each of It's eye slots burnt two glowing swirling orbs the resembled intoxicating mini-suns as they shifted colors. They spoke to Max In a primal language far more sensual and more pure then words..
"You are ambitious Sheriff."
"almost as much as you are lucky.."
"These markings will insure your place as a lord, and allow you to more fully bind members of your house into service"

     It reached with a wormy appendage and began engraving symbols into max's freshly regenerated flesh, with the stylus form the skull, along his shoulders and back. as It burnt the symbols into max the demoness continued to cradle him, and Ixtal spoke into his mind, advising him. Max attempted to stand up with a short lived burst of confidence only to fall awkwardly to the floor right away.
     The Demoness Slinked up against his leg," Forgive me Lord, I had not been fed properly in so long, and your foot with the hole in it, and exposure to all the stomach acids it was only meat. I was so weak. Twist will help Knit you a better one." Max let out a sigh of exasperation as she shifted around him to help prop him up.
     He stood with out a foot, in freshly bleeding tattoos, and his only intact clothing was His trustworthy, but recently burnt and bloodied Leopard skin print briefs. In the courtyard when he became Lord of the house. He allowed all the demons that did not wish to seek redemption Move to other houses. He also retained a contract with Ixtal, and only three greater demons out of three dozen remained. A small domestic staff of imps and lesser demons to maintain the house. He also activated the reserve clause in his contract with the night town council after He He used his new-found powers to declared The demoness Mrs. Necktie, as his second wife to insure her chance at redemption. 
     Max was sitting on an oversized stone throne in the barren fortress with the remaining demons while he was trying to get used to a new foot by wiggling his toes.
   "Stacy Is really going to love the body art, Max."Twist laughed sarcastically in a changing voice as he returned to his human form. then He pretended he was going to slap his friend on the back in the midst of all the tender freshly marked flesh, before the two said their good byes. Max appearing to turn into a luminous gas and evaporate taking twist with him bringing them back into the "real world"

Max, exhausted rested his hands on the mirror as felt another trickle of blood run down his back from the markings. Steam from the shower was fogging up the mirror. He could feel himself nodding off there before he was going to work up the courage to go under the shower head his spouse insisted be set to " strip paint or sand blast".

an alarmed female voice cried "MAAAX!!" from behind him

He Nervously cast his eyes to the digital clock by the mirror ...

"...umm how was church, baby?" 


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