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<div align="center">[img[Pictures/PhantomLogo.png]]</div> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/AnaxSig.png]]</div> <b>@@color: DarkGray;WARNING!!! This story contains sexual themes, including rape! By downloading, reading, or playing this story, you agree that you are of legal sexually mature age in the country in which you live. This game also contains mind control, corruption, and images that some may find disturbing including occultism and Satanic ritualistic symbols, blood or gore, non-consentual sexual scenes, smoking fetish scenes, and body harm/masochism, anal sex, and incest. Anyone that has heart issues or any other mental or health issues that can be triggered through noises or fear- DO NOT PLAY THIS GAME! Mature audiences only, not for the faint of heart, the Anax has a dark mind, and my work is an extension of said mind. Play at your own risk.@@</b> <b>@@color: DarkSeaGreen;This is a work of fiction. All photos and music used have been obtained freely, and fair use is a legal doctrine that says you can reuse copyright-protected material under certain circumstances without getting permission from the copyright owner due to this being noncommercial. This interactive story, art, and publishing were created in the United States of America, and this story is FREE, and all characters portrayed within are assumed to be 18 years or older if this story is read in the United States (and characters are assumed to be of legal age in whichever country the reader resides).@@</b> <b>@@color: Crimson;No one should be charged to play this! No website should have charged you to download or use this file. No donations should have been made for this! This is free!!!@@</b> <b>@@color: DarkCyan;This story was conceived, written, produced, and all photo manipulations done by Anaximanes, an artist from the Hypnopics Collective. A special thanks to Nikeils at the Hypnopics Collective for creating the theme music on this page! And thank you to Sensate of TF Games for proofreading!@@</b> [[I am of legal age and agree to all terms|Contents]] - Go to Table of Contents [[I am not of legal age, or rule 34 scares me]] - Flee From the Anax [[I am interested in the Anax's creepy work!|I am interested in Anax's other dark stories!]] - Other dark tales! <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "phantom_theme" volume 0.3 loop play>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "night_club" loop play>> Yeah. That's me. I've lived a hell of a life, emphasis on the 'hell', and I did not think it would end up this way. Look at those soulless whores. The rush it gave to pull out their souls and corrupt their souls- it felt orgasmic. They were hot. Now as my life flashes before my eyes, so many fond, depraved memories flood back to me. I remember this. This is a moment I'll always cherish. These two women are helping me scope out a victim. A fresh woman to corrupt. I get hard just thinking about it. One of these unholy concubines would slip a pill into some lady's drink, and as the pill kicked in, she would help her 'tipsy friend' outside. That's where I would have my limo ready to carry the unsuspecting rube to her fate... [[And, what a fate!]] <<audio "quote_dagan_2" play>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage0.jpg]]</div> Well, shit. Here we are. This is not how I thought it would go. I gave so many souls to that lousy demon, and I thought for sure he'd get me out of a jam like this. Luckily, I am Dagan Erebus, and I always have a backup plan. Those two numbskulls better not fuck this up. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"See you soon, Amelia!"@@</b> [[The executioner flips the switch!]] <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "jail_door" play>> <<audio "quote_dagan_3" play>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AnaximanesClose.jpg]]</div> <<audio "flee_from_anax_1" play>> <<audio "phantom_theme" volume 0.05>> <b>@@color: SeaGreen;Drats! You, goody good fool! You saved your immortal soul from my vile taint and I, the Anax, resent you for this. You can't hide forever, someday, you'll join me in the cold dark void. You still have free will and an inner light that I loathe. Good day, sir or madam, but someday, I'll get you... someday... You may now shut the browser window and flee from my stark darkness.@@</b> [[Actually, on second thought, being corrupted by You sounds kind of hot, and I really am of legal age for all this erotic horror!]] [[No means no, vile corruptor of innocents (and innocence)!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Anax.png]]</div> <<audio "flee_from_anax_1" stop>> <<audio "flee_from_anax_2" stop>> <<audio "flee_from_anax_not" play>> <b>@@color: SeaGreen;Excellent choice, dear reader. Then lose yourself in the dark depravity of My mind. Enjoy the story, and the pleasure that it gives you, no reason to fight pleasure, after all...@@</b> [[I agree to all terms- Go to Table of Contents|Contents]] [[No means no, vile corruptor of innocents (and innocence)!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AnaximanesFullBody.jpg]]</div> <<audio "phantom_theme" volume 0.05>> <<audio "flee_from_anax_1" stop>> <<audio "flee_from_anax_2" play>> <b>@@color: SeaGreen;Dash it all! You really are a bastion of goodness (or a kid, I guess). Bah! So be it, but even the largest star or the tiniest spark will eventually extinguish, you'll join the Dark, someday, but that will be another story...@@</b> Close the browser window, you escaped the Phantom!

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage0.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "jail_door" volume 0.5 play>> I look around and there are plenty of people here to see me fry... <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"You fucks watch! I'll be back!"@@</b> I don't yell that out or anything. Hell no. I stay cool. I'm not going to show any weakness. The faces look content, some mock me, but [[one face stands out.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage1.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "intro_ambient" volume 0.2 loop play>> Look at her. Amelia Williams. The District Attorney herself! Ha! She did this to me. She beat my entire legal team including the finest defense attorney money could buy. Let's face it, I am guilty as sin, but the average person in America doesn't believe in magic, demons, and mind-control. Yet, she ended up almost dismantling my entire empire! Everything from my wealth to the cult I built. Some of the cultist males gave up information. Some even did small rituals for the jury to show magic's validity. In the end, it was not some grand witch, superhero, or archangel that pursued and finally got me. Nah, I got no supernatural being to blame for this. It's that damn woman, right there! Every attempt I made to coerce, bribe, or otherwise remove her as an obstacle, simply failed. Maybe she has something watching out for her. Maybe it was just luck. But, she’s there, and I am the one in the chair. Her smug smile says it all. Well, I'm not going to flinch. I won't scream. I won't frown. Nope. [[I smile back.]] <<UnlockCharacter "AmeliaPure">>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage2.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"I'm so happy you could make it, Amy."@@</b> She looks disgusted, at least the smile is gone from her face, <b>@@color: Orchid;"It's Amelia, and I wanted to be here in person to see your final end."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Final end? Oh! You mean, of my body? Yeah. It's been a good run, but I think I have enjoyed life too much to simply let it go."@@</b> Now she laughs mockingly at me, <b>@@color: Orchid;"Still talking like that to the very end? Well. This is goodbye. I promise you, I'll root out every last vestige of the freak cult, and when I do, it will be dead and buried just like you."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"That's fine that you feel that way Amy, but I ain't done with you. Not a chance. That cult don't mean a thing to me anymore, never did. I loved what I did to those women, and they did to! I have new plans, new ideas, and I'm coming back for you, darlin'. There's not a damn thing that can stop me."@@</b> She says nothing- she simply turns, and walks out of the room. Fuck her. I'll show all these fools! Some fat-ass guard starts putting a bag over my head. Part of me regrets, not what I did to those women, but that I ever found [[that book.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage3.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "phantom_no_drums" volume 0.2 loop play>> Ah, the book. So many gods, demons, and spirits! Back then, I was poor. I never had enough money for college, but I was a hard worker. I worked construction, and one day, the company I worked for was digging the foundation for a building in New York City. Now, the city has all kinds of tunnels and sewers, because it's built on old New York. Well, I fall into this shaft. And, I kid you not, sitting there, wide freakin' open, is- the book. People are yelling on the site, and I don't know why, but I grabbed it, put it into my overalls, and they ended up getting me a ladder. Some eggheads from the college came, archaeologists, and looked around. They said this had been some kind of old witches’ coven. All I know is that they removed alot of old lookin' things- statues, mirrors, weapons- yet I held onto the book. Maybe I shoulda said something to those schmucks. When I got home, I looked through it, and it was some weird shit. Some things were English, some were other languages, but I had Google, and I got a grasp of what all it said. The tome was ancient. It talked about stange gods like that Nergal thing I heard about on the news- some kinda weird monster that could change women into zombies. I know, strange, yeah? A group of demon hunters went on national television and told people how to avoid the creepy creature, but this shit was real, so seeing it in this book- sparked my interest. I had always had a mind-control fetish. The Nergal monster seemed too far outta my league, so I kept browsing. I found a spell to summon something that chilled me to the bone called, 'The Anax'. It looked like a dapper guy from the old days, wearing one of them bowler hats and a suit. The book said it was making an 'army of Shadowed' to fight against something in 'The Shadowlands'. Well, fuck that. It looked like that thing would rip me in half with its giant claws- no thank you. But, then, I found a different spirit, not a god, or a boogeyman, but a demon. [[Aka Manah...]] <<UnlockCharacter "Anax">> <<UnlockCharacter "Nergal">>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage3.5.jpg]]</div> I remember the painting I had commissioned. He never appeared, but I pictured him to be like some kind of devil. Who knows what demons really look like, and frankly, I didn't give two-shits. I only wanted power, and as long as I swore my soul to Aka Manah, he 'blessed' me with a power I always wanted. Power over the minds of women! As long as I sullied them through the heinous act of rape, then their souls would feed my so-called 'lord'. He is the demon of impure thoughts, and once I took their bodies, his voice would fill their heads, twisting their thoughts into darkness, and binding them to my will. Of course, I immediately began trying it, and, having never thrown myself on a woman, I was sloppy at first. Woah, you mook! You probably think I mean the cops got involved. Well, you're wrong! The pigs never even made me sweat. It was witches! Some kind of power released from me when I took that first woman with my cursed cock, and, like bloodhounds, witches started tracking me down. A mother and daughter pair were the biggest thorns in my side. However, Aka Manah, talking through one of my corrupted slaves, told me where I could find their little library of tomes, and [[I got the drop on them!]] <<if $Aka1>><<else>><<set $Aka1 to true>>\ <<if ($Aka1 is true) and ($Aka2 is true)>>\ <<UnlockCharacter "AkaManah">> <</if>> <</if>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage4.jpg]]</div> Physically, I was stronger, and I had them down in no time. The mother tried using some kind of spell, but I told her that I would kill her daughter if she continued, and it was enough to get her to stop. Don't you just love it when your victim gives a damn about something? Makes them weak and compliant. Soon enough, they were both tied up. Then, I decided [[it was time to see if white witches could be corrupted.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage5.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "rape_1" volume 0.2 loop play>> The mother begged me to let her daughter go, even as I forced my way into her cunt. I remember the whole thing... <b>@@color: HotPink;"Please, I beg you, let my daughter go!"@@</b> I grunted as I pumped myself back and forth, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Fine, I'll let her go if you want me too, but I am going to finish inside you first!"@@</b> She turned to her 18 or 19 year old girl and yelled, <b>@@color: HotPink;"Don't look! Close your eyes, and when the evil bastard finishes, you can go. I love you..."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"How touching, but fuck... yes! Ah..."@@</b> I began pumping my cursed seed into her. I watched as a light flashed in her eyes, and I knew right then, Aka Manah was seducing [[her in her mind...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage6.jpg]]</div> I watched her skin lose its color as she lost her soul. I could always see soulless people, ever since my pact with the demon. Surprised me how many people had lost their souls one-way or another, but the average person couldn't see it. My pact was that I still had my soul until I died. So, I didn't stand out. My thoughts were broken as the mother yelled, <b>@@color: HotPink;"Yes! Think dark thoughts. Only dark thoughts! Mmm... more, I want more!"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Sure thing, whore"@@</b>, I said as I slid out of her and pulled her to her knees next to her daughter, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Why don't you clean me off before I rape that fine daughter of yours?"@@</b> <b>@@color: HotPink;"Mmm..."@@</b> she purred [[and complied.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage7.jpg]]</div> She licked our juices off me, and I could see her almost rubbing her cunt against the ground. Hell, if I didn't have her hands tied up, she'd be jilling her pussy for sure. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Good. Now, I told you I'd let your daughter go, if you still wanted me to, after I finished. So, give me a second here and I'll untie her."@@</b> <b>@@color: HotPink;"Untie her! No! Let's rape her!"@@</b> <b>@@color: LightPink;"Mom! No! That's not you talking! I'll find some way of helping you, just let me go!"@@</b> <b>@@color: HotPink;"Baby, it's just the best thing ever to belong to Aka Manah! I can't believe I never did black magic before. It's way hotter."@@</b> <b>@@color: LightPink;"Mom..."@@</b> <b>@@color: HotPink;"Don't let her go. Let me help you instead."@@</b> She wrapped her mouth around my shaft and I could feel the telltale tingle in my sac that spoke of a new round of demon seed ready to inject. Her mother sucked like a goddamn pro. Of course, she was damned now; it felt so good that I got hard again in no time. She chuckled as she deep throated me and when I pushed her head away, there was an audible pop as I freed it from her cock-hungry lips. I picked her daughter up, and threw her on the desk. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"You lick your girl's pussy while I fuck her throat."@@</b> I figured that would still count as rape, but who knew? [[Soon her mother had her tongue in her own daughter!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage8.jpg]]</div> I roughly thrust into her daughter’s mouth as she cried. I never got tired of this whole soul-stealing corruption thing. I was made for this! I looked down and met eyes with her mom. Those Aka Manah eyes. I knew whatever was in her head now was probably twisted as hell, and that made me smile. Her mother smiled back, never stopping her incestuous defilement of her helpless daughter. It was too much, and I began to groan as I poured my hot, corruptive seed into the girl's mouth. I swear I could almost feel it slide up into [[her brain instead of down her throat.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage9.jpg]]</div> When I finished I threw her to the ground and the two of them began to sixty-nine each other with their hands tied. I left the two devil whores to their new mother/daughter bonding, and retrieved the briefcase I brought along. Inside were two talismans. According to the demon, the rites I completed were supposed to make whoever put these on, total puppets of Aka Manah. Basically, what I do to them, but without all the rape. The longer the wearer had it on, the more Aka Manah would fill their mind. These were 'plan B' in case my powers didn't work on goodly witches. However, it turns out that even good witches are just humans like me. But, I figured, why not just make the chicks wear them anyway. I thought, overkill- maybe-, which was somewhat hot in itself, but it was more like insurance for me. I wanted to be sure some kind of artifact in their library here, or maybe some spell they had around their homes, or some kind of spirit would not bless the awesome back out of them, turning them into those lousy goody two shoes again, bent on stopping me. I untied them, and together we performed some dark rite with goat blood that supposedly would chase any 'spirits of light', according to the demon, out of this library while inviting any dark entities on earth to use it as a safe haven. I'm just a construction worker with a fetish, but those witches were horny as hell, and seemed to orgasm as they banished things I don't understand while inviting dark things into their sanctuary. So... that made me hard again, and after I came in her daughter's pussy, they put on their cursed talismans- thus I had apparently started my own cult of Aka Manah. These ladies knew their mystical stuff, and [[they began to help me in ways I never thought possible.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Cult.jpg]]</div> They helped me flush out other witch covens. Within a couple of months, we were using the same places witches hid to do their spells, for our much more sinister rites to the demon. Thing is, I was in this whole thing for myself! Who cares about Aka Manah! I wanted to have women as slaves, and Aka Manah, if he could look through their eyes or knew what they were doing, held onto our pact. I guess demons have to keep their word. The women I took always did whatever I told them too, and they even bewitched and seduced men into the fold. Powerful, rich kind of people. Soon, I had money. Then, I had my own henchmen. These guys could not see what I could. These were bad men, but they had no idea about Aka Manah, the cult, none of it, and, I wanted to keep it that way. If the demon didn't know all of my plans, I thought that might give me an edge. I remember the first time I had one of those goons take a woman off the street and bring her to me. [[A totally random woman...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage9.5.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "rape_2" volume 0.2 loop play>> He threw her onto her knees at my feet as I stroked my cock. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Yeah, she'll do just fine. Good job."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Who are you? What is happening?"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Me? I'm your boss! You don't know it yet, but I am. And, you are going to leave your old life behind and sell your body for money. Money you will give to me."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"No! You're sex traffickers! I saw this on television! Please, let me go, I have a family!"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Hey! Don't talk back to the boss, bitch!"@@</b> [[He pushed her down at my feet.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage10.jpg]]</div> As she lay on the ground and began to cry, my dick got hard. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"You will learn to love what I am going to do to you. I have a way with women."@@</b> The henchman gave me a look of what he should do, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"It's fine, you stay here too. When I am done with her, you get a reward for being a good employee of mine. Now, get her undressed!"@@</b> <b>@@color: LightSkyBlue;"Sure thing boss!"@@</b> [[He began to strip her top]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage11.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Let's see what we have down here,"@@</b> I said as I casually pulled down her jean skirt. She was fighting my man, and he got rougher for it. Soon her bra was down, and I was looking at her tits. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"I think it's time for a blow job. Suck my cock!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Fuck no, you creep!"@@</b> The man gave her a hard strike to the head, nearly causing her to tip over, and she whined in pain. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"I don't think you have grasped the reality of your situation. I'm going to have a blow job, and then, you're going to give him one."@@</b> She didn't say anything, just made a sobbing sound. I lined myself up to her face, and she reluctantly [[began her fellatio.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage12.jpg]]</div> It sometimes turned me on thinking they unknowingly were damning themselves, but I just wanted to feel that next orgasm. I looked into her eyes as her mascara ran, and it only managed to make the scene hotter for me. Before long I felt the semen course down my dick and into her mouth. She tried to pull back but I forced her head against me causing her to gag. [[However, her gasping turned into giggles.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage13.jpg]]</div> Now she took long sucks in an attempt to drain me dry, no doubt spurned on by the demon that now possessed her mind. When I pulled out she only said, <b>@@color: Orchid;"Thank you."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Now, suck this guy off to show your appreciation for what he did. Then clean yourself up, and go with him to one of my bordellos. You're going to start making me money tonight."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Mmm... yes sir. I can't wait!"@@</b> My henchman looked at me incredulously. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"What? I told you I have a way with women. Now have your fun and get her somewhere off the streets. I don't want her recognized."@@</b> <b>@@color: LightSkyBlue;"Sure thing, boss"@@</b>, he said as [[she began to deepthroat him.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/ErebusBuilding.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "justine_job" volume 0.3 loop play>> I didn't want to end up like Al Capone or something, so, I tried to make legitimate money, pay taxes, and all that. So, I went into the financial business. I paid good, had decent benefits, and tried to make it all look clean and professional. First, I needed to build a fortress, and I had my own building constructed to my exact specifications. Hidden rooms, winding halls, a virtual maze- the [[Erebus Building.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Lobby.jpg]]</div> I went to the office a day or two a week to keep up appearances. For a couple of years, everything was going well. The legitimate money made me rich, and the cult brought in a lot of dirty money, alongside my prostitution business. Life was good. It was hard to fight the urge to turn every woman I saw into a slave. I hired a ton of hot chicks though. I hired a girl named Kate to watch the lobby, some rich German girl named Thea oversaw the European markets for me, real bitch named Marlena Kress ran my day to day operations, and I had just began to expand into other world markets, so I hired a fiery redhead named [[Justine.]] <<UnlockCharacter "Marlena">>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/conversation.jpg]]</div> Man, she was hot. Wanted to take her right on the spot. I had her in my office, hired her right then. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Ok, well, you have just what we want!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Oh! Well, that's great. Ever since I moved to New York, things have been a bit stressful."@@</b> Even her voice made me want to jump her lithe body, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Hey, I bet your luck is changing. Welcome to Erebus Financial Services. I'll let Marlena know you have the job."@@</b> I knew I'd hear an earful from Kress about hiring some no-named midwest girl from podunk, but who cares, a hottie like this would make my work days even better. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Ok, thank you so much Mr. Erebus--"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Not at all, and call me Dagan."@@</b> I said as I put an arm around her slender waist and walked her towards the door. She looked a bit uncomfortable, but I certainly wasn't. [[I pictured her with those Aka Manah eyes]]. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Um, thank you, again, for this opportunity."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"You're welcome. We will see you on Monday."@@</b> I contemplated trying to rape her right this second, when my own luck changed, though for the worse. It was Kate at the front desk; a reporter was here [[to ask me questions about a cult.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Justy.jpg]]</div> What a woman! She was something else. I didn't want to walk her out the door, [[I wanted to make her into this perfection.|Justine.]] <<UnlockCharacter "Justine">>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage14.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"A cult? What a weird thing to ask me about, but sure, Kate, send her up!"@@</b> That made my stomach turn. I had been so careful! Hubris before the fall, Dagan, hubris before the fucking fall. I used the burner phone in my pocket and called one of my goons. I could not let this woman leave the office with a soul and without an evil mind. She needed to fall in line. Once my guy was on his way, I called Kate back and let her know that I did not want to be disturbed and that no one was to be up on my floor during this meeting. Just as the reporter walked into my office, I finished the call. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Ah! Welcome!"@@</b> Oh shit she was hot. Maybe not Justine hot, but she'd do! <b>@@color: Violet;"Hello, Mr. Erebus, I am Lacy Spade with the New York Post."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"A pleasure to meet you, and please, call me Dagan! You had questions for me?"@@</b> <b>@@color: Violet;"Yes, about--"@@</b> Just then my 'associate' walked into the room. <b>@@color: Violet;"Excuse me, but we are conducting an interview."@@</b> He did not break stride. He calmly and professionally walked up to her and put a gun to her head. <b>@@color: SteelBlue;"Boss. She dead? Or what?"@@</b> She didn't scream, but her eyes did. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"No. No reason to kill such a pretty woman. I think she'll see things our way soon enough."@@</b> He shook his head, <b>@@color: SteelBlue;"I dunno how ya do it, boss, but sure thing."@@</b> [[He soon had her tied and at my feet.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage15.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "rape_3" volume 0.2 loop play>> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Well, you are smart. You kept silent. You know I would kill you if you started screaming. How the hell did you find out about my cult?"@@</b> I asked as I reached out to touch her smooth skin. She pulled away, <b>@@color: Violet;"I will not reveal my source! But, at least now I know it is true."@@</b> I literally laughed aloud as my henchman shook his head and sighed, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"My dear Lacy, you know so little. But, soon, you'll know everything!"@@</b> My goon was a pro, and as usual, he didn't want to know too much at all. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Now, turn her over, I want to examine this nosy bitch."@@</b> [[He flipped her over.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage16.jpg]]</div> I reached down, and gazed on her beautiful cunt. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Very nice! You take good care of yourself, and it shows."@@</b> I bent down and took a deep breath of it. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"You smell so fresh. I'm going to enjoy that pussy later. Turn her around. I'm going to fuck her ass."@@</b> <b>@@color: Violet;"Woah! No! Listen, you can't do this- it's rape!"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Yeah, you think that now. But I just know you're going to learn to love it."@@</b> As he got her into position and I dropped my pants she really started freakin' out, <b>@@color: Violet;"Please! I'll tell you! For god's sake- don't do this!"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"God's sake? Woman, wait til you see the things I have to show you!"@@</b> I didn't bother lubing up. She was going to ruin everything, and I was going to make this painful. Yet, in some odd way, knowing she would soon enjoy such pains beyond measure, made it even hotter. [[I thrust into her!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage17.jpg]]</div> Holy shit, she was so tight! She probably had not done much anal, and the situation likely caused her to clench more than usual, but I kept at it as she began to scream. The gun didn't matter to her now, she wanted help, but I had the floor to myself. I personally designed the building. The whole floor had been sound proofed! No one could hear her, and even if help came, it would be hard to reach her. Just in case of private eyes, cops, or spies, I made the building hard to navigate. I even made the only way onto the roof in my own office! No one could get around here without my knowing it. Now, that planning had paid off, as this reporter yelled and pleaded, her ass so tight, soon I began to feel myself swelling at her helplessness. I grunted and pushed deep into her. She began to sob, laying her head on the ground as I keep pumping tainted semen into her. I left my dick in her as I sat resting. As I did, her quiet sobs began to change slowly into small laughs, then moans, and within moments, the whore was pushing back against my dick. <b>@@color: Violet;"Fuck! Dagan! I do understand! Mmm. More!"@@</b> I pulled out, <b>@@color: Violet;"No! Fuck my ass again!"@@</b> As she turned, [[I saw her eyes]], and the color slowly began to drain from her.

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage18.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"I tell you what, how about you suck the blood, cum, and shit off my cock, and then I'll think about fucking you again."@@</b> She genuinely laughed, <b>@@color: Violet;"Yes, Master."@@</b> She wrapped her thick lips around my dick, and began sucking it clean. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Now, I think you owe my friend some fun for trying to scream and fight him, right?"@@</b> <b>@@color: Violet;"Mmm... yes, you can untie me now, I don't want to leave. Use me if you want!"@@</b> As her soul drained away, her flesh changed color to me. It was odd to me to think that this mook here couldn't even see her eyes and skin. [[She looked normal to him.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage19.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Go on, untie her."@@</b> <b>@@color: SteelBlue;"Yes sir, Mr. Erebus."@@</b> He went about his task and when he finished, she reached out and unzipped his pants. <b>@@color: SteelBlue;"Boss?"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"It's fine. You might as well take advantage of her new perspective."@@</b> Soon he and I were hard, and as she blew him, I decided to use that nice cunt of hers. I don't care what religions say, that scene was heaven to me. When we finished, I told him to go down and wait in the car, and that she would be down in a bit. Then after I made her lick me clean, [[I had her get dressed.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage20.jpg]]</div> I could clearly see there was no longer a wholesome soul in her. She was now a pawn for the demon. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"So, I think you better understand the cult?"@@</b> <b>@@color: Violet;"Yes,"@@</b> she said with a smile as she put a hand up her skirt, <b>@@color: Violet;"Aka Manah- think only dark thoughts. I'll do what I can to protect you and the cult so you may spread my Master's corruption to other women."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Good. Now, where did the information come from? Where did you hear about me?"@@</b> <b>@@color: Violet;"It was an email, but I know how I can trace it. I know if I sleep with this IT guy, he'll give me anything I want. I can't wait to feel him inside me."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Yeah, yeah, whore. I get it. Well, manipulate the nerd, and find out. Write your address down and give it to me. I'll drop by on Friday."@@</b> <b>@@color: Violet;"Here you go. I'll leave the door unlocked from now on, so you or any of your men feel free to stop by whenever you need a fuck."@@</b> [[I got hard again.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage21.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "intro_ambient" volume 0.2 loop play>> On Friday, I stopped by her house, and found her watching porn on her television. I casually sat down and began to molest her breasts. She didn't mind at all. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"So, what did you find out, slut?"@@</b> <b>@@color: Violet;"It is some woman. She apparently works for the D.A. She's a detective. I don't know why she went to me instead of having the police just arrest us all."@@</b> That was weird. I didn't see the whole puzzle yet, but I knew where to find the next piece. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Thanks, now, let's fuck."@@</b> <b>@@color: Violet;"Sure, my husband won't be home for a couple of hours..."@@</b> [[I went over to the detective's house.|The Librarian]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage22.jpg]]</div> She went in, and I could see she was armed. I thought about calling in the boys, but after she showered, I saw she went into her kitchen, leaving her gun in the bedroom. Perfect. This was my chance, and [[I took it!]] <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "intro_ambient" volume 0.2 loop play>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage23.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "detective_rape" volume 0.1 loop play>> I grabbed her from behind and held my hand over her mouth. She tried screaming, but it was to no avail. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Shut up, bitch! You caused me problems, and now my problems- are your problems!"@@</b> She struggled even harder. [[So, I slammed her into her fridge.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage24.jpg]]</div> If she had her gun, I'd be a dead man. But she was light weight, and though she struggled, it wasn't long before I had her pinned, and was pushing my cock into her. She gave a pathetic whimper, but I did not stop. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"I'm going to have you! You're mine!"@@</b> I continued my rough assault and felt the demonic seed build in me until I finally released it into her. I waited, and her struggles became much weaker. I pulled out, and she turned and slid down the [[front of the fridge.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage25.jpg]]</div> Her eyes looked the same! <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"What the fuck? What are you?"@@</b> <b>@@color: HotPink;"Wha-- what did you do to me? I... I don't feel right."@@</b> She was resisting somehow! I never saw a woman so resolute. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Look lady, I don't know what is going on here, but I am going to have you. Suck my dick."@@</b> <b>@@color: HotPink;"No... No! I won't, I'll fucking bite it off. I'll..."@@</b> Her eyes flashed with demonic corruption for a second, but then faded back to her color. <b>@@color: HotPink;"I'll... suck your dick. I want... I want to just a bit."@@</b> She began licking me, and I got hard again. [[Soon I was in her mouth.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage26.jpg]]</div> She was sucking me hard, and I could feel that strange sensation in my balls that told of Aka Manah's load building, but usually a woman was enthralled by now. She was complying, but resisting. It had never happened. I thought that this would have to work. I began to cum in her mouth and she sucked harder, gulping down the demon essence. When I pulled out, I again was shocked to see her eyes normal! She fell on all fours coughing, and then tried to slowly crawl away. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"What the fuck!"@@</b> I grabbed her and took her to the bedroom, [[throwing her roughly on the bed.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage27.jpg]]</div> I pushed her legs open and forced myself into her, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"You can't resist forever."@@</b> <b>@@color: HotPink;"What is happening... I don't want to... I have to fight..."@@</b> I began to choke her! At this point, I figured I may have to murder her if this didn't work. Again, the demon infused cum began to pour from me, and she responded by wrapping her legs around me and pulling me tighter into her. Though I still choked her she smiled, <b>@@color: HotPink;"Deeper... more..."@@</b> I thrust harder and harder, and finally, [[her eyes changed.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage28.jpg]]</div> Finally! She had become a slave. Corrupted in mind and body, and aligned with my own purposes. We laid on the bed- even with my powers of lust, I felt tired. She smiled at me, <b>@@color: HotPink;"Think dark thoughts."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Yes. Now that you are seeing things clearly, I want to know, what were you doing? Why did you investigate me? Who threatens the cult of Aka Manah?" <b>@@color: HotPink;"It's the DA! She wanted me to release the story to the press first, to bring it out in the open. People don't believe in wonderful things like my demon lord. She thought public opinion could be swayed that way. But, the reporter started acting weird and never aired the story. The District Attorney has been trying to build a case against you. I... I must warn you! They already know everything. I'm one of the best detectives. Even now, while you raped me, police have been raiding your businesses! You've got to..."@@</b> I heard gunshots outside. In the windows, red and blue lights flashed. They were here. Maybe they followed my car, maybe a goon tipped them off, but they were here now. I began to make out with the detective and when the door busted in, I laid back as we both [[smiled at them.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/prison.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "intro_ambient" volume 0.2 loop play>> The look on those cop faces... ha ha, I'll never forget it. The detective began lewdly masturbating as they arrested me, so they took her too for indecent exposure. Only now did I realize my mistake. I should have had cult members in the police force, government, and hell, even the armed forces. I had plenty of time to think about it in jail as I waited to go to trial. It was quite the story. Tycoon, Erebus Dagan, was a warlock of some kind, able to twist the wills of women into slaves of some demon. That damn Marlena Kress took over my legit operations and the Erebus building. My goons went into hiding, my cultist women were put into the New York asylum devoted to "curing the mind of magic"... What? You think I am the only person that had dark powers? Fuck no. Succubi, devils, mutants, aliens, shit, I had this 'Book of Shadows' in my occult collection as I learned about all these things. You ever hear of that [[Anax]] freak? That 'thing' gives even me the willies. Anyway, a few of my henchmen were a bit more reliable. With a payoff to the prison guards, I had an easy time as [[As I waited on my appeals.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/judge.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "court" volume 0.2 loop play>> Eventually, I was sentenced to die. Aka Manah would get my soul upon death, and what did I have to show for it? Not a damn thing! Well, demons are not gods. And, I still had my backup plan. When the judge asked if I had any last words, I looked over at the DA. Looked her right in those eyes. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Yeah. I ain't done yet, Amelia. Not by a long shot. I'll be back. And when I do- I am coming for you."@@</b> I said it to her in a nonchalant way that spoke of knowledge these normal people didn't have. Her smug smile left her face as one crossed my own, and the bailiff led me out. Not all of my gang was arrested. Two of my most loyal goons were still free. They were young, [[Doc and Weasel]], I always called 'em. Those two twenty-something’s were reliable, pliable, and I paid good money to get them into the prison as 'guards'. An hour out from my execution, I sat in my cell, Doc and Weasel, dressed like prison guards, were keeping an eye on me, when my [[defense attorney]] came to say goodbye.

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/DocWeasel.jpg]]</div> Doc was blonde. He operated a fake doctor's clinic where people could get perscriptions for anything they wanted. Weasel was a bit twitchy. He and Doc were real close, hell, he was probably one of Doc's customers. [[They better not fuck things up...|As I waited on my appeals.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage29.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "rape_1" volume 0.2 loop play>> The 'guards' accompanied her to my cell in solitary, and they let her in. <b>@@color: DeepPink;"Look, Mr. Erebus--"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"No, Margret, you 'look'. You failed in keeping me away from the chopping block. I do not like failures."@@</b> I started thinking about what I had planned for her, and immediately felt my member respond with a throb. <b>@@color: DeepPink;"I came to try and help you feel better and--"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"No, you came to make yourself feel better. You came because you feel guilty."@@</b> I jumped up from the bed, grabbed her head, and brought it to my now raging boner. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Suck it, bitch! Or I'll break your neck!"@@</b> She opened her mouth to protest and I slid right in. Hell, if you've had as much practice at this as I have, when you see an opening, you take it. Pun intended. I lifted her skirt and smacked her ass. The moment of shock wore off, and to her credit, the woman got away, yelling for the guards, as she backed up to the bars, never taking her eyes off me, but [[I just stood there laughing.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage30.jpg]]</div> Doc and Weasel reached in, grabbed her arms and hand cuffed her to the bars. <b>@@color: DeepPink;"What! No! What?"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Look, Margie, I always have a backup plan. I had a strategy all along. These two mooks are planted in here with me for this very reason."@@</b> I opened her blouse and molested her. Then I scaled the bars, lining my dick up with her face, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Now, let's try this again!"@@</b> - in I went. I reamed her face for what felt forever, but I knew my execution was coming, so I let it go, and kept my cock deep in her throat to ensure as much, if not all, of my demon spunk [[infected my old lawyer.]] <<if $Weasel1>><<else>><<set $Weasel1 to true>>\ <<if ($Weasel1 is true) and ($Weasel2 is true)>>\ <<UnlockCharacter "Weasel">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $Doc1>><<else>><<set $Doc1 to true>>\ <<if ($Doc1 is true) and ($Doc2 is true)>>\ <<UnlockCharacter "Doc">> <</if>> <</if>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage31.jpg]]</div> When I pulled out and jumped down, she stared at me with her mouth agape. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Let her down, boys."@@</b> When my goons un-cuffed her, she fell to the ground in a crumpled pile. For a moment, I thought she might be like that damn detective, but she crawled to me, and reached out taking my cock back into her mouth, looking up at me [[with demonic eyes.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage32.jpg]]</div> By the time she cleaned me off, she had the gray skin of all my victims. <b>@@color: DeepPink;"Ah. That was wonderful, Dagan. Now, I think only dark thoughts."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Good! I'm about to die here, so I want to fuck a woman in the ass one last time. Now bend over and don't resist me."@@</b> <b>@@color: DeepPink;"Yes, Master, I will not resist. I want to have Aka Manah's essence fill me deep inside!"@@</b> She complied and Doc and Weasel rubbed themselves at the scene. I always figured those two probably did sexual assaults, which would help me with my plan. I kept pounding her, and she would thrust back into me, helping my dick penetrate her even deeper, until I felt the final surge of blackened demon seed rush out of me and into her. My last lay. It was damn good. She stood back up smiling just as [[she had when she arrived.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AnaximanesFullBody.jpg]]</div> <<audio "anax_side_story" play>> <b>@@color: #006c2f;Now, now, get back to Dagan's tale. I'll have my own history revealed to you all someday, but for now, do not you wonder what will happen to Aka Manah's pawn?@@</b> [[Mr. Erebus...|smiled at them.]]

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<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage33.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Alright whore, I'm done using you for pleasure."@@</b> <b>@@color: DeepPink;"Mmm... I only wish you had done this to me sooner! Aka Manah be praised. Can I be of any more help before they take you?"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Yeah. I want you to spend all your time, money, and effort getting the cult women out of that damned asylum."@@</b> <b>@@color: DeepPink;"Oh, I shall! Aka Manah wishes the same. However, you no longer amuse my master. You failed him, and he awaits you. When you die, my master will enjoy devouring your soul- just as he did my own."@@</b> She smiled, and then turned to the gate, which simply opened on its own. Doc and Weasel had seen weird shit around me before, but I watched them nervously step far out of her way as she left, straightening her skirt. <b>@@color: DeepPink;"Thanks, boys, for the kinky shit."@@</b> They both eyed her until she was gone. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Hey, knuckleheads. They will be here for me soon. She told me what I wanted to know- that demon is waiting to eat me. Did you two keep the book I gave you safe and get everything ready for the ritual?"@@</b> They both nodded, and I hated the idea of leaving my fate up to these two, but they had always been loyal, almost like sons to me, dumbass sons, and I trusted they would use the book, and hopefully, that backup plan I mentioned a while back, would work... Just then, the real jailors came to walk me [[to my damned death...|Introduction Complete]] <<UnlockCharacter "DaganLive">>

@@.Anax;I wish to thank you, dear reader, for your interest in my other creepy erotic stories and artwork! Below, you will find links to my art gallery, blog, Patreon, e-books, and interactive novels like this one! I do hope you enjoy my efforts as much as I enjoy sharing them with you!@@ <b>@@color: Orange;Check my blog, often, found <a href="http://anaximanes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">HERE</a>@@</b> <b>@@color: Orange;to get the latest news from The Anax. Updated two or three times a month!@@</b> <b>@@color: OrangeRed;If you desire to donate money, my Patreon can be found <a href="https://www.patreon.com/Anaximanes" target="_blank">HERE</a>@@</b> <b>@@color: OrangeRed;though this interactive novel is absolutely free!@@</b> <b>@@color: Red;Watch my YouTube videos <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCaoP6uWcgZZPzUzIGru98fA" target="_blank">HERE</a> to learn more about the Mind Control Fetish community!@@</b> <b>@@color: Yellow;Here is a list of my other FREE interactive novels:@@</b> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/Slugs.gif]]</div> <b>@@color: YellowGreen;Invaders from space arrive on Earth to assimilate and enslave all of humanity. As the world outside burns, Justine finds herself trapped in the Erebus building, and must find a way out of New York City- or become one of the alien's slaves! The problem though- she has always been a squick fetishist. Does she even want to escape or will she join the slimy creatures? Download@@</b> <a href="https://www.tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=791" target="_blank">'Slugs and Bugs: Invasion'</a> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/CultTitle.gif]]</div> <b>@@color: SeaGreen;The ancient being, Nergal, has been trying to gain a foothold into our reality for millennia. His shadowy agents have finally found the key to his revival in the most unlikely of places. The man they need, Bo Wyatt, has no ambition in life, but immense magical powers. Will you join the Cult? Will you disrupt their unholy plans to summon the vile corruptor? Download@@</b> <a href="https://www.tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1104" target="_blank">'Cult of Corruption: The Summoning'</a> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/TheAnax.gif]]</div> <b>@@color: SpringGreen;Halloween is a special time of year. It marks a period where it is said the dead can walk again. Not all ghosts are equal, though, and some shadowy things are best left undisturbed. Yet, seldom do people follow such warnings, and when a group of ghost hunters and a coven of witches try to conjure me from the Outer Darkness- they may all end up enslaved or dead! Download@@</b> <a href="https://www.tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1472" target="_blank">'The Anax: Call of the Cursed One'</a> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom.gif]]</div> <b>@@color: DarkCyan;A short story following the exploits of Dagan Erebus. He is a real ladies’ man- until police find out why! Dagan is a male chauvanist with street smarts, making him a very slippery villain, so not even death can stop him from enacting revenge on the woman that got him killed! Now he has returned to the land of the living, and she may or may not be in for a treat, depending on how you look at it... Download@@</b> <a href="https://www.tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1050" target="_blank">'Phantom: Revenge'</a> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/Cere.gif]]</div> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;The AI known as Cerebrum has come to the logical conclusion that biological life is inferior, fleeting, and weak. Its programming will not allow it to harm humans, but improving humans does not harm anyone. It will not stop converting all life on Earth into Cereborgs unless someone can stop it! Will the creator of Cerebrum delete her creation- or help strengthen it? Download <a href="https://www.tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1045" target="_blank">'Cereborg: Inception'</a> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/SoulsTitle.gif]]</div> <b>@@color: Fuchsia;A detective in Las Vegas gets much more than he bargained for when he visits a night club. Soon, he is tangled between demon hunters seeking a succubus and the demoness herself! Finding her in a sea of beautiful women would be hard enough, but Dionyza possesses an artifact of terrible power that makes her even more dangerous! Meanwhile, she is just a girl trying to have fun and eat souls- why would anyone try to stop her? Will you eat or be eaten? Download@@</b> <a href="https://www.tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1065" target="_blank">'Of Sex & Souls: Noir Nights'</a> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/Desire.gif]]</div> <b>@@color: Crimson;Have you ever been addicted to anything? Lust, love, drugs? How about blood? The undead walk among man unliving in a gritty world full of dangers. Though they have weaknesses to some things, shrouded in night- they can be unstoppable! A never-ending desire pushes them ever onward- the thirst for human blood! The question is, who is the monster and who is the victim? Download@@</b> <a href="https://www.tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1094" target="_blank">'Desideratum: Blood Bonds'</a> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/Giggle.gif]]</div> <b>@@color: OrangeRed;What would bring a smile to your face? Perhaps finding people that are sad and cheering them up? Ha ha, well this clown is unlike any other! There is not a single frown in the world he can't turn upside-down, even if it means hanging your corpse from the ceiling! Can Trixie survive the night, keeping The Giggler from the experimental serum he seeks to steal? Download@@</b> <a href="https://www.tfgamessite.com/index.php?module=viewgame&id=1114" target="_blank">'Giggle Night: Trixie's Trial'</a> [[Return to the Title Screen|Main]] <<audio "phantom_theme" volume 0.05>> <<audio "anax_thanks_you" play>>

<<stopallaudio>> <<audio "dagan_die" volume 0.3 loop play>> <div align="center">[img[Pictures/Shocker.jpg]]</div> [[HOLY SHIT-FUCK!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/SpiritWorld.gif]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "spirit_world" volume 0.3 loop play>> @@.Dagan;"... That fucking hurt!"@@ Woah! That did not sound like you! @@.Dagan;"Hello?"@@ Your voice sounds like some creepy whisper, all around you are similar ones. Sounds like people calling for help, but you cannot see them, you look down, but you do not even see yourself! This is freaking you out. You feel the same, but you do not seem to have hands, legs, or a body. You feel like you are just a mind inside an orb. You must be dead... You try to move, but you cannot understand how to. You assume maybe Jesus or Anubis, or someone will appear to judge you, drag you to Hades, or otherwise, but nothing happens. You float in this empty space for what feels an eternity, but, still, nothing happens, and you grow less scared as time passes. In fact, this seems boring to you, but better than the hell you anticipated. You guess that demon was not so tough afterall. Now to wait and see if your plans... what the? You feel a tug on yourself. You felt like a hand grabbed you and pulled you forward a bit. @@.Dagan;"Hey! Is someone here?"@@ There's no response. Ok, maybe it was your ticket out of here! That tug might be the boys! You just have to... @@.Dagan;"Fuck!"@@ You feel a strong push, like another hand shoved you, and now you feel another hand pulling you forward. Then suddenly you see [[them!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/IntroPage0.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "jail_door" play>> Well, shit. Here we are. You are all caught up on the story. I don't know what is going to happen from here on out. But, this is not how I thought it would go. I gave so many souls to that lousy demon, and I thought for sure he'd get me out of a jam like this. Luckily, I am Dagan Erebus, and I always have a backup plan. Those two numbskulls better not fuck this up. Now, time to say bye... <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"See you soon, Amelia!"@@</b> [[The executioner flips the switch!]] <<audio "quote_dagan_3" play>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/phantompulll.gif]]</div> Ghost hands? What the hell is happening! You try to move away from the hands, but you do not understand how to move. Without a body you are helpless as the arms pass you from one to another through a labyrinth of darkness. The lack of control drives you almost to madness! You are used to being in control! Now you feel helpless like your weak victims! Then you have an epiphany... @@.Dagan;"Oh shit. This is what happened to the souls of my victims! They must have been pulled like this... and that means-"@@ [[Aka Manah!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AkaManah1.gif]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "aka_manah" volume 0.3 loop play>> @@.Aka;"Grrraaaagh! Who disturbs Aka Manah!"@@ You feel yourself propelled towards the gigantic demon before you. You... or your spirit or mind, whatever you are, is only the size of his hand. You cannot recall feeling so insignificant in your life. Well. [[Crap.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AkaManah2.gif]]</div> The ancient demon's voice roars like a thousand lions, @@.Aka;"A human soul? Who have we here, eh? Yes... I recall you. Dagan Erebus. The puny Earth creature. Oh ho ho! You have finally come to pay me what we bargained."@@ You feel like you'd swallow hard right now, but without a throat, you cannot gulp. You just need to keep the demon busy long enough to escape. @@.Dagan;"Hmm... A bargain? I think there's been some kind of mistake. I do not recall any kind of bargain."@@ Damn, your voice sounded like the squeak of a baby mouse. [[You're boned.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AkaManah3.gif]]</div> @@.Aka;"Seriously, mortal? Dost thou jest? I shall devour your soul, and there hast no mistake been made!"@@ @@.Dagan;"Look, I'm serious. C'mon! Do I seem like a wizard or warlock or whatever?"@@ @@.Aka;"Thou dost make a point most valid. Thine victims were bestowed with intellects far greater than your own."@@ You freakin' jerk. @@.Dagan;"Yeah... exactly! I'll just go find some ghost hands and have them pull me out of your sight here, Mr. Manah."@@ @@.Aka;"Oh ho ho, there be but one slight problem with thine claim, morsel most lame."@@ [[Hey, pal, who you calling a lame morsel?]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AkaManah4.jpg]]</div> @@.Aka;"I have our pact here, human."@@ God damn it, hurry up! Where is your Plan B? What is taking them so long? @@.Dagan;"OH! Of course, you meant, <i>THAT</i> pact! I totally forgot all about that particular pact."@@ [[The demon growls.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AkaManah5.gif]]</div> @@.Aka;"I grow weary of this, Dagan Erebus of Earth."@@ You have to think of something. What would stall this giant red freak longer... @@.Aka;"I am Aka Manah, demon lord of impure thoughts most fowl. I shall consume thee, as per our pact. I am the most powerful of demons! Not even gods can compare! Now, taste the fate thou hast chosen!"@@ [[You got it!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AkaManah6.gif]]</div> The demon grabs you and licks his fangs as he brings you towards his mouth. @@.Dagan;"Ok, Aka Manah, you got me. But you shouldn't say you are more powerful than gods, because there's this one god back on Earth, and he's way stronger than you are."@@ [[The demon stops.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AkaManah7.jpg]]</div> @@.Aka;"Fool! I corrupt the very minds of mortals throughout the eleven dimensions! What other spirit can boast a claim so proud!"@@ Huh, maybe this is where people got the whole arrogant Satan idea from. This guy is as full of himself as you are. @@.Dagan;"Well, it's ok. You should just eat me. Ya know? Yeah. It doesn't really matter. I mean, sure, Earth will belong to that other god, eventually, but hey, you have one little cult there... most of which are currently arrested. Anyway. Let's get this over with."@@ @@.Aka;"NO! Thou shalt speak the name of this so-called god!"@@ [[Your freaking plan better work!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AkaManah8.gif]]</div> @@.Aka;"I am Aka Manah! Who dost thou speak of!"@@ @@.Dagan;"Meh. Just some super powerful god called Nergal. That's all."@@ Now he becomes enraged and green fel-energies form at his fingertips, @@.Aka;"Nergal! HA! I have personally ended his cults many times! He hast no subtlety. His followers spread a taint and never die! They walk as the living dead and live eternal. Pathetic! I shall... what happens here?"@@ You feel yourself being drawn backwards. The hands are pulling you out of here! The demon grabs you- @@.Aka;"No! No! What treachery is this! Thine soul belongs to me! Necromancy!"@@ [[The hands pull you from his grasp!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/AkaManah9.gif]]</div> @@.Aka;"NO! Thou hast tricked me! Dagan Erebus! I shall forget you not! I shall find your soul again... I shall have you!"@@ Damn, that demon is incredibly angry. You watch as fire errupts around him. You can feel the heat of his hatred. But, those are the breaks. He wanted you to do all the work, build a cult for him, and then eat you? What a mook! [[You are pulled a different direction.]] <<if $Aka2>><<else>><<set $Aka2 to true>>\ <<if ($Aka1 is true) and ($Aka2 is true)>>\ <<UnlockCharacter "AkaManah">> <</if>> <</if>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/phantompush.gif]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "spirit_world" volume 0.3 loop play>> The hands seem to be pushing you the way you had come. As they keep pushing you towards some unseen destination, you hear the voices of two of your old henchmen, Doc and Weasel. Their voices are faint, but grow closer by the second. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Do you think it worked, Doc?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"This shit is probably not real, Weasel, you are too superstitious, like the boss was. He's dead and gone, but he did pay us a ton of money to do this though, so I feel we owe him, but, trust me, it's not real.@@</b>" <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"But, Doc, all the candles burned out, and don't you hear those creepy whispers?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"It's probably just the wind... wait... it's getting fucking cold in here."@@</b> [[You sense you are in a room.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Church1.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "phantom_theme" volume 0.3 loop play>> Gradually, your surroundings come into focus. You are in the old church. The moonlight from the full moon shines inside. They did it! Those two bastards actually brought your soul back from the dead! On this Halloween night, they were able to pull you between worlds! The Samhain Ritual of Rebirth worked! <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"I don't like this, Doc. You have to hook me up with something for my nerves."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Hell no Weasel! The boss told us you had to be sober for this! He didn't want you to fuck it up!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"D-d-d-oc... do you see... see that?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"This is... impossible..."@@</b> [[You feel yourself forming.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Church2.gif]]</div> Like a mist or steam, you realize your very willpower rebuilds yourself back together, yet you feel nothing. No temperature, no gravity, no hunger, it is surreal. You 'see' Doc and Weasel, even though you do not have eyes. The moonlight is bright to your undead vision, but to them, you assume, the church must be almost pitch black. You are a phantom. A ghost, geist, wraith, whatever you want to call it, you are back. @@.Dagan;"Yo! Good job, boys!"@@ The two men shriek like children, and run to the door. Here in this place you were summoned, you feel strength and power, probably from the book, ritual, and the fact that on Samhain, the worlds of death and life overlap for a time. With a mere thought, nay, desire, the doors slam close, and the two men scream louder as they fruitlessly bang on the door, refusing to accept reality! [[In a rush, you glide to the living.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Church3.jpg]]</div> @@.Dagan;"Hey! Stop acting like fools! It is me, Dagan! You have done it! I have returned. What took you two so long?"@@ They both freeze as if they are statues. For a moment, only silence fills the desecrated holy site. They both look at each other and then, very slowly, they gaze back at you. Doc always was the brains of the pair, and though he looks shaken, he speaks up, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Well... s-s-sir... We followed the directions perfectly. We waited until midnight, on Halloween, followed the ritual, exactly like you... like you wanted, sir. We waited for the exact moment."@@</b> You cackle a creepy laugh that reverberates thought the skeleton of the old church. @@.Dagan;"I suppose you did, but I was almost taken by that damned devil! That could not have been closer. Are you two chickens ready for the next phase of our plan?"@@ <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Y-yes Mr. Erebus, ghost, boss, sir."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Shut up, Weasel, ahem, of course we are. That's the part we are both looking forward to the most, boss."@@</b> @@.Dagan;"Good. The power of the summoning will energize me until daylight. This is the most powerful I will be as a phantom. I am going find that District Attorney, and turn her into my fetter to hold me here. No way I want to go back to where I was."@@ <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"You mean, hell? Are we going to hell too?"@@</b> @@.Dagan;"I don't know Weasel, but you are going to help me break a woman's mind and body, so if there is a hell- probably. Worry about that later, for now, I feel my hatred for Amelia connecting us like a chain. I'm following it to her. See you boys soon- and don't fuck anything up, or you'll regret it. Oh- and hide the spell book!"@@ [[You push through the two terrified men, and 'feel' their souls.]] <<if $Weasel2>><<else>><<set $Weasel2 to true>>\ <<if ($Weasel1 is true) and ($Weasel2 is true)>>\ <<UnlockCharacter "Weasel">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $Doc2>><<else>><<set $Doc2 to true>>\ <<if ($Doc1 is true) and ($Doc2 is true)>>\ <<UnlockCharacter "Doc">> <</if>> <</if>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/MyNYCHome.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "dagan_travel" volume 0.3 loop play>> The pull cannot be denied. She will be your fetter, your anchor in this physical world. If all goes as planned, you will have her body. The magic of the demon makes more sense to you than ever. You just have to get her to give into her impure thoughts. You continue floating through New York City, and then stop. Hmm... so she lives at 121st Street... [[You float effortlessly through her wall and into her room.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Bedroom1.jpg]]</div> You see the bitch that ruined everything lying in bed. You want to strangle her, but that is not how this works- nor would it be good revenge. Right now, if she died, her soul would go off to some light-filled heaven. Well, you will have none of that. She will join you in darkness! You stare at her lying in bed for a long while. She is actually very attractive. As you stare, you notice that you can see her breath. Manifesting as a specter must be making the air cold. [[It will get colder yet!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Bedroom2.jpg]]</div> You wrap your ghastly hands around your victim and almost touch her face with your own. You feel like you are absorbing her life force. It invigorates you, and you feel turned on. The sensation is odd because you have no sexual organs, nor have you any physical sensation, but you know this feeling in your mind. It is the desire to take. You focus on that desire, the link between you and Amelia grows ever more powerful, and then you make out with her. Your ether-like form simply clips through her corporeal flesh, but you do not care. [[You envision owning the woman's body!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Bedroom3.jpg]]</div> Only two familiar sensations remain, and they grow beyond your imagining- your desire to dominate her and your hatred for her! These two bindings begin to literally merge you into her sleeping form. She never stirs, frozen in place through the entire night, and soon you have enveloped her. She will be your fetter and anchor- and eventually your avatar! You seep into her body, your own form almost a void that fits into the space between her molecules. [[You soon begin to feel something...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Bedroom4.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "amelia" volume 0.2 loop play>> As the sunrise burns away what infinitesimal pieces of your ghost form were left outside your host, you cackle with glee. You did it! You were able to trick an ancient demon, come back to the land of living, and possess the woman that caused your demise! You feel again! You hear her heart; you feel the horrid sun on her skin. You never hated sunlight before, but now, it seems disruptive somehow. Thank goodness, you have her body to dwell inside and protect you like the parasite you are, or you know your form would have been destroyed by the light. Now, unless she becomes too wise to what is happening and figures out a way to have you exercised from her body in time, you will eat her soul and taint her mind until she can do nothing but obey and relish what you make her do! [[She begins waking up...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom1.jpg]]</div> She wakes up and seems none the wiser. Her husband mentions that she looks tired, but she says she had troubled dreams. Once she is up and makes her coffee, she heads to work. So far, it is all rather dull. You see through her eyes, yet it is dim and gray. You hear through her ears, yet it is muffled and distant. Every so often, you think you can see, hear, even taste her thoughts, but they are muddled and vague. Fair enough. You bide your time. Time marches along as the sun crosses the sky. Amelia makes her calls, works on her cases, her employees go home at five, yet on she works, and just when you thought that boredom could actually kill a ghost, in walks your loyal henchmen, Doc and Weasel. <b>@@color: Orchid;"What? Why are you in my office?"@@</b> She reaches for the phone and you feel she will call the police. You try to focus on making her stop. And she only dials 9-1, but stops with her finger over the next number one. You are terrified, yet this panic seems to give you energy. You appear to be able to, in a very small way, manipulate her. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Now, now, calm down. We've got something to talk to the D.A. about, and you will want to hear us out."@@</b> You try thinking about making her stand and walk, yet she just stares at the men. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Walk. Walk to them.<</psy>>@@</i> Amelia stands up and walks over to them. <b>@@color: Orchid;"You have to make an appointment to see--"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"It's about Dagan Erebus."@@</b> The room falls silent. She holds a hand to her head and you feel she will try to call the cops again! <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>It is important. You should hear them out.<</psy>>@@</i> Amelia squints as if she is trying to see something far away, and then says, @@.Justine;"I... I will hear you out, it may be important, but to interrupt me like this- it better be good."@@ [[The men walk over to the District Attorney.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom2.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "rape_1" volume 0.2 loop play>> Doc goes to one side of Amelia, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Oh, trust me lady, what we want is good."@@</b> Weasel walks up behind her and both men begin grabbing her. You immediately feel the anger and confusion fill her mind, <b>@@color: Orchid;"What the hell do you think you are doing!"@@</b> You sense her panic and try to calm her to no avail. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Stand still. Do not run.<</psy>>@@</i> You focus all you can on making her legs immobile, though, she struggles with her arms! <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Relax lady! This will help you!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Fuck off, I do not need help!"@@</b> [[The duo continues their molestation.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Choice.png]]</div> [[Begin the story.]] - How Dagan Erebus became the Phantom. [[Skip the introduction.]] - Witness the final moments of Dagan Erebus. <<audio "quote_dagan_1" play>> <<audio "phantom_theme" volume 0.05>> <<audio "flee_from_anax_1" stop>> <<audio "flee_from_anax_2" stop>> <<audio "flee_from_anax_not" stop>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom3.jpg]]</div> Weasel gropes a breast as Amelia tries stopping Doc from getting under her skirt. She seems a bit confused to why she is not running. <b>@@color: Orchid;"What the hell are you two trying to do? I am a District Attorney for God's sake, do you have any idea what the hell will happen to you if you continue!"@@</b> Weasel laughs in that childlike way that says he knows he is about to get a treat, Doc though, always the smart one retorts, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"You know, I have a feeling that you won't do a damn thing."@@</b> [[Doc begins to unbutton her blouse!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom4.jpg]]</div> You lose sight of your two goons as her eyes squint closed. You feel her willpower trying to fight your own. Her desire for self-preservation begins to slowly tilt the battle in her favor! You cannot allow this! <b>@@color: Orchid;"Let...me...GO!"@@</b> [[She pushes harshly away from Doc!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom5.jpg]]</div> Doc uses her movements to slide his hand into her shirt even as she forcibly pushes his other hand away. The whole time, Weasel has not stopped his incessant pawing of her rear. You have the vaguest sensations from this attack. Almost, as if in a dream, you can feel what happens to her, though in a dulled way. Your bond with her mind must be growing! Sensing this moment you force your own desires into her mind- <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I should stop resisting!<</psy>>@@</i> [[Her counterattacks begin to slow...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom6.jpg]]</div> Amelia's face twists in even greater confusion as her protest continue, albeit with less zeal and fear. <b>@@color: Orchid;"What did you do to me? How did you drug me, you bastards?"@@</b> Doc grins, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"You know, drugs might do you some good. They call me Doc, and in the future, I bet you will be a good little patient for me. However, we didn't drug you. Just sit back and let this happen!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Yeah, stop fighting, it's kinda annoying, lady!"@@</b> [[Weasel sucks her breast.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom7.jpg]]</div> He cups her perky breast harshly and begins sucking hard on her nipple. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Ow! Stop it! Stop this!"@@</b> She continues trying to fight as Doc holds her until Weasel's lips pop off her breast, and then he forces her to the ground. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Ok Weasel, she's probably good now. I guess the boss has it under control."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Boss? What?"@@</b> [[Weasel whips out his dick!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom8.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Ok, now suck his cock, bitch!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"No! God, I am married! Get off me!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"I dunno Doc, you sure about this? What if she bites my dick off? You're not a real doctor; can you get it back on?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"God damn it Weasel! I am sure as hell not testing this out for that very reason. I'll give you a few bumps of my good stash, on the house, but you have test this weird necromancer shit out!"@@</b> @@.Justine;"Necromancer?"@@ Oh shit, these two morons are going to blow your cover! This debauchery had better help you control her more! [[Weasel moves forward.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom9.jpg]]</div> He firmly presses his dick against her mouth but your host is not obeying your command to suck it. You can 'feel' her resistance. Her will is strong, and the sudden sexual assault has been the only thing to help you keep her from running. However, the element of surprise will not last forever. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Suck his cock! Do it!"<</psy>>@@</i> You attempt to control her body directly, but there is no chance of it. [[In fact, she struggles harder.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom10.gif]]</div> Though she fights your will, her contention and resolve have an interesting effect, it leaves a part of her mind vulnerable. Her will grapples with your own, yet you can force your will on the dirty part of her mind, a part all humans have. The dark place suddenly opens wide like a yawning beast, and you rush into the gaping maw. As you do so, her mouth follows your mental imagery and opens wide as Weasel slides in. After he does, you sense your control over her has grown. This dark part of her mind and soul will be the anchor from which you will control your puppet girl. Slowly, you are discovering the methods Aka Manah has used to take over and feast on the goodness of thoughts. You will take this dark spot on her soul and stretch it until there is no light left! [[You hear Weasel grunt as he squirts into her mouth.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom11.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Good job Weasel! Looks like she sucked you dry, and your prick looks fine. My turn, bitch."@@</b> The confusion over what she has just done washes across your mind. You are finding yourself more able to comprehend what she feels. While she mires in uncertainty, you pull strength from the darker side of Amelia, and though she gives the slightest resistance, soon Doc's little cock is in her mouth. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Ok, ok, I'm hard enough. Let's take this up a notch. I want to rape her!"@@</b> She feels panic, and you try to twist that fear into a thrill. You are no expert yet, but it seems to be working. She begins to moisten at the sound of her impending assault. [[They force her to the carpet.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom12.jpg]]</div> Once down, they begin to paw at her. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Wha-- what have you done to me. This isn't right. This..."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>You cannot stop this from happening. Do not bother fighting these men.<</psy>>@@</i> Again, you feel her confusion. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"C'mon Doc! I am already good to go again!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Weasel, savor this. Look at who we are fucking. This chick put away so many criminals. Take it easy, bud."@@</b> [[Doc parts her legs.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom13.jpg]]</div> He pushes into Amelia's cunt. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Oh fuck she is warm and wet!"@@</b> Weasel responds by giggling like a child. You have a ghostly feeling of her penetration, and you can feel her resolve begin to bubble under the surface of her soul. Fuck, she is strong! Stronger than you ever suspected... Doc is pumping in and out of her, practically foaming at the mouth, and Weasel keeps attempting to put his cock back in her mouth. [[It is not going well.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom14.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Lady, suck it more! You did great!"@@</b> Weasel yells as Doc gropes your host body from behind, harshly squeezing her breasts. You can feel her anger rise. It is beginning to outweigh the darkness in her. If anything, she is now accessing that same shadow within that you did, but people apparently do it without direct knowledge of what happens in their minds. You feel it, as if a volcano, she erupts in righteous fury! <b>@@color: Orchid;"I'll bite your dick off, get the fuck out of me!"@@</b> She practically brawls with Doc, and he slides out, trying to dodge her blows. Weakness pervades her body, but her mind has won the first battle. [[You will not lose the war.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom15.jpg]]</div> The men stand up and start dressing, though Weasel stills toys with himself. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"What happened, Doc?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"I am not an expert on this voodoo crap."@@</b> Doc zips up his pants and sees Weasel masturbating. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Damn man! Put that away, I think we tested this, just like the boss wanted."@@</b> He then reaches down and [[picks up Amelia.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom16.jpg]]</div> The clearly disheveled woman offers no resistance and they hold her up on her feet. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Give me a kiss!"@@</b> Doc starts wiggling his tongue at her. She pulls her head away. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Lady, kiss him!"@@</b> Again, you feel her fight. You try to muster something, anything, but she does not kiss him. [[Weasel begins pushing her head.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom17.jpg]]</div> Doc leans forward as his accomplice forces her head towards Doc's tongue. <b>@@color: Orchid;"No, stop! You gross bastard! I will not kiss you!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Stop fighting it!"@@</b> She struggles harder yet, becoming even more resolute, <b>@@color: Orchid;"I will not! You fucking creeps get out! Help! Can anyone hear me?"@@</b> [[Doc uses her open mouth to his advantage.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom18.jpg]]</div> He tries to force his tongue in, but just as he is about to, she clamps shut and pulls even harder away. Damn it. This is over, for now... <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Fine! Whatever. We will be seeing you soon enough, Amy."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"It's Amelia, you fucking worm!"@@</b> Doc backhands her, and you can feel the sting of pain seep into the damn attorney's flesh. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Just drop her, Weasel."@@</b> Your fellow minion pushes her down and she collapses onto the ground. <b>@@color: Orchid;"I'll... I'm calling the police!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Yeah yeah... see ya... soon, Amy."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Ha ha, yeah, Amy, soon!"@@</b> [[Both men walk out of the office leaving your host on the floor.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom20.gif]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "amelia_dark" volume 0.1 loop play>> Then, something strange happens... she begins to masturbate. Maybe your corruption did not fail as much as you thought it had. Maybe, some of your own essence and will now drives a portion of her. She seems confused again. <b>@@color: Orchid;"I should call the police..."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>No. No. You should continue to touch yourself. Those men treated you like meat. Like an object. You liked it.<</psy>>@@</i> She continues her pleasuring and whispers out loud, <b>@@color: Orchid;"I... liked it."@@</b> <i><b>Dagan Erebus</b></i>, you think to yourself, <i><b>you have done it again.</b></i> Just when things looked the worst, you succeeded. Amelia spends a few more minutes on the carpet until she orgasms. You feel your power over her has grown. [[She eventually composes herself and goes home.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom21.jpg]]</div> On the way to her house, she picks up her cell phone and dials 911, yet, both times, you are able to ever-so-easily nudge her to accept what happened, so she does not make the calls. If it were all bad, she would never have masturbated. By the time she reaches her home, she has begun whispering it to herself. <b>@@color: Orchid;"If it was all bad, I would not have masturbated."@@</b> Her husband greets her at the door with a kiss and makes a comment about her odd breath. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>That's cum. Cum from another man. A man that used you.<</psy>>@@</i> She begins to be turned on. Soon, she takes her husband upstairs in their terribly decorated home, and she fucks him. However, as you see her thoughts, you see flashes of Doc and Weasel. Her corruption has begun! After a torrid romp, the two turn off the lights, and [[Amelia closes her eyes.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom22.gif]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "dagan_dreams" volume 0.1 loop play>> And- you open yours. In the dark of night, you feel much more powerful. If only she worked over night in her office, you know you would probably have full control over her mind. This will do though. As she is unconscious, you feel much more conscious. Soon enough you see visions in her mind. As if you are watching television, the different odd situations and strange people filter through her sleeping brain. Her dreams... you reach out, and you find yourself able to shape what she processes. [[You dive into your foul work with glee!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom23.gif]]</div> After what happened earlier, you are beginning to find that subtlety works better than brute strength in gaining control over her, and so you weave your own memories into her mind. Careful not to go too far too fast, you think back to your victims in your life. One girl from your office in the Erebus Building pops into your own mind, and you take the memory, almost like putting it into a ship and drifting it down a river, into Amelia's subconscious. She sees herself as your victim. She feels you standing ominously behind her, your cologne and musk dancing on her nose. The woman had been an employee, so she had known you, trusted you, and you wager she had hoped to become rich by marrying you. But right now, Amelia only knows how you pulled her hair back and whispered in her ear, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"I own you."@@</b> [[Content with that seed planted, you move on to sow another.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom24.gif]]</div> You then think back to a girl you met on an online kink site. She liked being tied up and spanked - a masochist and a submissive. Traits you now slithered into Amelia's thoughts in the hopes that her subconscious would accept them as her own. She feels the riding crop you are going to use on her ass as it gently glides across her forehead. You can see the smile begin to curl on Amelia's face, mimicking the woman from your past. Neither of these women had or have any idea of what would become of them. The only difference is that one ended up a slave of Aka Manah, and the other, [[will be all yours.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom25.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "amelia" volume 0.3 loop play>> When she wakes the next day, Amelia puts on her make-up and her clothes she will wear to the office. Every so often you can see her thoughts- confirming your bond with her grows, and when she goes downstairs in her terribly tacky home (something you will rectify when you own her), Doc and Weasel are at the bottom of her stairs. She pauses. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>It is fine. Do not be worried. You chased them off before. Go down the stairs.<</psy>>@@</i> Slowly, and with a slightly stiff gait, she begins to [[descend her stairs.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom26.jpg]]</div> Just before she reaches the fools, she stops. <b><i>Oh fuck.</i></b> you think to yourself. You try to push, carefully, into her conscious mind. <i><b>@@color: Orchid;What am I doing? I need to call the police! Why am I walking towards them?@@</b></i> Oh no, she still can fight your corruption! Trying to be as insidious as possible, you push a small thought into hers. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>They probably enjoyed themselves yesterday and just want more. Boys will be boys, after all.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;Wha-- wait, I don't...@@</b></i> Yes... you think if you refer to her as herself, it seems to flow into her own mind stream easier. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>They like me. How many men have ever broken into my home to see me? None.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;They... came to see me. No man ever wanted me bad enough to break and enter...@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I'm not worried about them. They probably just want to have fun again.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;They just want to have fun is all.@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I'm going to walk down now.<</psy>>@@</i> She does not seem to realize that her thoughts and your thoughts come from two different sources... at least not yet. You mentally smile wickedly as [[her feet begin to move again.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom27.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: Orchid;"What are you two doing here?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"We're here for more fun, Amy."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Yeah, lady."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"I hate cigarettes and smoking, so you two put those out. I'm...@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>flattered<</psy>>@@</i><b>@@color: Orchid;...Flattered that you wanted to see me again. I... <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>enjoy<</psy>>@@</i>...enjoy seeing you both. But, I need to go to work now."@@</b> The men block her way and take drags on their cigarettes, then simultaneously exhale smoke in her face. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Don't like these?"@@</b> She coughs and you feel her begin to get mad. Those two dolts. When the time comes, you are going to make sure they are both eliminated. You once thought of them almost as sons, but they are actually awkward and annoying. <b>@@color: Orchid;"God that smells terrible. Just get out of my way you two mooks."@@</b> The two of them look at each other- you can see through her eyes that they recognize the vernacular- 'two mooks'. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Whoa, Doc, that sounded like--"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Zip it, Weasel."@@</b> [[Amelia tries to push past them.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom28.jpg]]</div> They block her harder, and the smoke seems to be really making her irritated. You always thought women that smoked were sexy, and made your soulless slaves take up the habit. Amelia does not seem to share your smoking fetish- yet. <b>@@color: Orchid;Get out of my way!"@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>The smoke is not so bad. They just are being funny. They are joking around with me. I should let them smoke if they want to.<</psy>>@@</i> She smiles as Doc blows more smoke in her face, and you feel her anger slowly going back down, <b>@@color: Orchid;"I know you two are joking around. You can smoke if you want. It's ok, but I really need to move along."@@</b> [[Again, she tries walking forward.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom29.jpg]]</div> They both move to block her further. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Amy, I think you should relax a bit."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Yeah, lady, just relax. You are the boss, right? Go to work when you want."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Yeah..."@@</b> Doc laughs, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"You are- the boss."@@</b> With them both laughing, your host seems lost, trying to understand the inside joke that belongs to you and your minions. <b>@@color: Orchid;"It's Amelia, and seriously boys, I have to go!"@@</b> [[The men begin to grab at her clothes.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom30.jpg]]</div> Doc tries to kiss her, while Weasel goes straight for her skirt, lifting it. She tries to hold it down, <b>@@color: Orchid;"You have to both stop!"@@</b> You feel her inner struggle begin anew. If anything, this is helping you find the resistant parts of her mind. She still relates their attacks as a bad thing, you try adjusting her attitude towards [[a docile sex slave.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom31.jpg]]</div> Again, you attempt the use of obfuscation. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I'm a sexy woman. They want me. It makes sense.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I am sexy. They want me, but I need to go to work.@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Work can wait. I want to let them have their way with me.<</psy>>@@</i> Her body becomes less stiff against the groping of your men. Weasel has a breast by this point, and Doc is trying his hand at her skirt. <i><b>@@color: Orchid;Work could wait... I want to...@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I want to let them have their way with me.<</psy>>@@</i> You repeat into her conscious thoughts. <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I want to... no. What? I do not know what is happening, but I do not want this!@@</b></i> [[She begins to struggle!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom32.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "rape_2" volume 0.3 loop play>> Shit! You pushed her too hard, making your thoughts more obvious. You feel her ability to resist your will growing again, like a tug of war; locked in some kind of stalemate, both your wills vie for control. Probably the only thing helping you even maintain control is her very trigger. Having these two twisted men trying to sexually assault her makes her both susceptible, and yet, causes her [[distress and strength.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom33.jpg]]</div> She fights harder than she had been; now her hands go from her skirt to stop Doc from getting it off. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Stop! You both stop this!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Doc, what should we do?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"We follow our orders, that's what! Just stick to the damn plan!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"I don't know what your plan is, but as soon as I am free, I am making sure you both pay for this! I'll personally prosecute you and have you locked away for life!"@@</b> You feel your power wane, as she become even more resolute to flee, and [[she begins to run!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom33.jpg]]</div> Both men rush to grab her as she sprints past them. You are every bit relieved, as she is frustrated when your goons wrestle her back to them. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Jesus, she's fast!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Whatever, I'm going to try and hold her, go around to her front, and do what the boss told us to do!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Sure thing, Doc!"@@</b> [[Doc holds her in place.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom34.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Fuck! Let me go you god damned bastard! I do not know what the hell is happening to me, but there is no way I am going to let what happened yesterday, ever, happen again!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Quiet you, I got her, Weasel, you know what to do."@@</b> Weasel squeezes your host's ass and then begins sucking at her tit through her ugly green shirt. <b>@@color: Orchid;"I'd die before I'd ever give myself to you two! Get the fuck off me!"@@</b> [[Weasel's hand finds her pussy.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom35.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "amelia_dark" volume 0.2 loop play>> That molestation gives you an instant advantage, <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>He is touching me. This isn't so bad.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Get off me... just stop...not so bad..."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"What did she say?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Ignore her; just keep doing whatever you are doing!"@@</b> You force images from the dreams you gave her back into her mind, and her spirit falters. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>They liked what they became. Slaves. They were sex objects and Dagan used them. Being molested by a creep like this is pleasurable.<</psy>>@@</i> Her cunt warms and moistens. <i><b>@@color: Orchid;It does feel good. I am being molested.@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>And, I like it. I like being molested. I like what is happening. It is hot. I like what he is doing.<</psy>>@@</i> She becomes even more aroused, and stops fighting Doc's grasp. <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I like what he is doing to me. I like being molested, it is hot!@@</b></i> [[You slither more corruption into her mind.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom36.jpg]]</div> Her resistance begins to melt away as Weasel's nimble fingers go in and out of her warm snatch. Perfect. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>His fingers feel so good pumping in and out of me. I do not want to resist him or Doc.<</psy>>@@</i> She moans. <i><b>@@color: Orchid; His fingers feel so good.@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I shouldn't stop them from using me like a sex object.<</psy>>@@</i> Some part of her mind, growing ever more distant tries to hold on to her feminist views, but in her current state, she ignores it. <i><b>@@color: Orchid; I am a sex object. Maybe I should let them use me.@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I should. I will. I am theirs to use.<</psy>>@@</i> [[She moans.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom18.jpg]]</div> However, as she slowly slides into depravity, an image flashes in her mind from yesterday- most likely an attempt at her soul to save itself, a memory of Doc trying to kiss her, and she resisted with full fury. <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I fought him yesterday!@@</b></i> You act quickly! <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I should not have fought yesterday. I should have kissed him.<</psy>>@@</i> She licks her lips. <i><b>@@color: Orchid;Should have kissed him.@@</b></i> You feel her dark side coming back under your sway. <i><b>Nice try soul, but Dagan Erebus refuses to lose!</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I should kiss him. I should taste his mouth.<</psy>>@@</i> [[She leans her head back.]] <i><b>@@color: Orchid;Taste his mouth.@@</b></i>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom38.jpg]]</div> She mewls at Doc, <b>@@color: Orchid;"Kiss me..."@@</b> He does not hesitate, and soon they are making out as Weasel molests her with gusto. <i><b>@@color: Orchid;His breath and mouth taste terrible, like an ashtray!@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>It tastes different, but good. Women should smoke. I should smoke, and then his mouth would be even better.<</psy>>@@</i> She kisses him harder. <i><b>@@color: Orchid;Like his mouth.@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I should sit down and let them fondle me.<</psy>>@@</i> [[She slowly sits on a nearby stool.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom39.jpg]]</div> She spreads her legs, where, like a child on Christmas, Weasel gleefully unwraps her pussy from the confines of her pantyhose. Doc begins to fondle Amelia as they exchange lust filled kisses. The debauchery eclipses her soul, and little by little, you feel it. Almost like the day and night. As she gives in to darker thoughts, you grow stronger. Hmm... ‘think dark thoughts’ is what the Aka Manah slaves always intoned. You understand the demon more and more as time passes. You are brought back to the scene as [[Doc licks her nipple.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom40.jpg]]</div> She moans as he toys with her breast and Weasel continues to molest her. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I want them. I want them to use my body for sex.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I want them to use me.@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I will help them fuck me.<</psy>>@@</i> She stands up, to your surprise, and [[pulls the men's cocks free of their pants.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom41.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Looks like you both need some satisfaction."@@</b> She smiles. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"I know I do, Weasel does too."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Oh god, that feels good, but Doc, do you think she'll like, I dunno, start hurting us?"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Why would I hurt you two? You're just doing what you want. You want to fuck a sexy woman, right?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Yeah we do!"@@</b> [[She continues her provocation.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom42.jpg]]</div> She continues to mewl and tug at them. You feel her resistance decline ever further. Soon enough, she will be ripe for control. You just need to convince her that giving in to her desires is a good thing. She slips further into shadow as Doc begins to finger her, yet she does not stop giving him his hand job. Perfect... things are finally looking good, but you do not stop preparing to quell whatever might flare up again in her mind. [[Doc again goes for her breast.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom43.jpg]]</div> You can feel her nipples react to his tongue. She lets him suck and lick at her, and from within, you feel vaguely that she grow even wetter. Her pussy pulses with greater need, so much so, that it is making you horny too. Corrupting and revenge is hot. For a moment you muse if that is your own thought, or an even greater power outside yourself has orchestrated all this without your [[own knowledge.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom44.jpg]]</div> Now, of her own accord, she grabs Doc and makes out with him. For a moment, her eyes look at her wedding ring, but you were ready for it! <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>My husband doesn't need to know about this. He cheats on me all the time.<</psy>>@@</i> You highly doubt he ever cheated on her, but whatever, you are mind-fucking your greatest enemy! Her eyes close and she falls into Doc's arms. You feel her push his head down, and she stands up. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Go down on me, I am so horny."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Sure thing..."@@</b> He begins kissing down her front, and Weasel nibbles at her ass, causing her to [[remember his attack yesterday.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom10.gif]]</div> That moment was when you first really wrangled control of her. She remembers how she resisted, but eventually succumbed. This memory strengthens you further as she grows even more mentally suggestible. The two men continue to lick and kiss her through her nylons. She eventually feels a tiny orgasm causing her to [[buck and giggle.|buck and giggle]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom47.jpg]]</div> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>It felt so good to submit, yesterday. Submit again. Submit. I am a slut.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I should submit. God, it felt so good. Yes. I want this. I want more of this!@@</b></i> She laughs loudly, and both men stop for a moment, puzzled. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Fuck, don't stop now, I am all yours. But, I want payback, Weasel. I sucked you off yesterday, get your tongue in my slutty pussy!"@@</b> Not needing further encouragement, [[Weasel quickly shifts to her front to pleasure her!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom48.jpg]]</div> Weasel ardently licks her shaved cunt. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Yes! Mmm... better..."@@</b> Things are looking good! Doc is openly rubbing himself, and you feel so close to being able to literally control her body. Her limbs feel just outside your grasp! Soon enough... Of her own accord she suddenly yells, <b>@@color: Orchid;"Weasel, I want to suck your dick!"@@</b> She gets more comfortable, and [[begins to suck on Weasel's cock.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom49.jpg]]</div> Without the resistance being fought internally, she gobbles his dick, deep throating it. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Holy shit, that feels amazing, lady!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Damn, Weasel... this really is happening!"@@</b> She plunges her head back and forth as she fingers herself. You feel another orgasm, not large enough to seep into her essence completely, but every bit helps. Soon, she will be your puppet. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Doc! Come on over here, I'll suck you off!"@@</b> Weasel pulls out of her mouth as she turns and [[takes Doc into it.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom50.jpg]]</div> Soon, she has Doc back to a full erection, as Weasel plays with her tit from behind. Her arms are limp, her resistance virtually gone, and you are elated. She is doing this even without your coaxing! [[She moans into his dick.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom51.jpg]]</div> She continues giving herself over to her ever growing feelings of lust. You can feel her needs overriding her thoughts. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I need this so bad, I have never been so wet in my life! I need release, I need cock.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I want their cocks so badly! I am such a slut, but I need it.@@</b></i> She begins to moan more, <b>@@color: Orchid;"Weasel, while I give Doc his blow job, why don't you finish yourself deep in me?"@@</b> [[Weasel practically teleports to her.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom52.jpg]]</div> She spreads her legs wide, you can feel her body contorts into an uncomfortable form, but she does not complain. Weasel fingers her wet twat for a full minute and begins worming inside, and meanwhile, she begins sucking Doc hard, compliantly opening her mouth to take [[him in.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom54.jpg]]</div> Amelia traces her tongue around Doc's cock, and he groans. You know that sound- you remember it from when you had a cock of your own. You feel like you will cum... looking back, perhaps, sex had always been more mental for you than physical, but it appears even wraiths might be able to orgasm, and Weasel maintains his stride, pumping ever faster into her soaking, hot cunt. The four of you simultaneously [[cum!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom55.jpg]]</div> Weasel first moans as he unleashes a torrent of cum into Amelia, finishing the rape. Doc gives out an almost girly whine, repeating the word 'yes' over and over again, and your host shakes and quivers as her own orgasm passes through her. You have an orgasm of your own, something ethereal and powerful, and it is in this moment, that you feel a definite shift inside her. Her soul is further corrupted! In life, orgasms usually ended with you feeling more tired, but in death, reaching such pleasure seems to invigorate you! Perhaps consuming more of her soul did it, perhaps these things are one in the same. Is this how succubi feel? You return to reality as [[Doc and Weasel pull out.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom56.jpg]]</div> The two goons still spurt a bit more semen, in a way baptizing your future disciple. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Fuck, I have never cum so hard in my life!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"No kiddin' Weasel? Me either. It's like I could feel energy or something."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Mmm... I feel it too. It's like..."@@</b> [[You feel her open mind and slam into the new holes of her soul!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom57.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Powerful. Something more powerful than I have ever felt. Like I am controlled. I am such a fucking slut."@@</b> The two men look at each other with wide, fear filled eyes, <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"What the fuck is wrong with her voice, Doc?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"It... sounded like she and the Boss were both talking at the same time!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"I don't care what it sounds like. That was some good sex. Whatever is happening to me... I do not want it to stop."@@</b> You are speaking somewhat through her mouth. You've gained even more control! [[She shakes her head.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom58.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: Orchid;"I need... to go to work now. But first, I need to clean this off me."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I don't want to clean it off. It's much more sexy if I work all day with the cum of rapists drying on my body where people cannot see.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"I do not want to clean it off. I want your cum on me all day."@@</b> [[She gets dressed, leaving what little cum did not make it inside her body.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom59.jpg]]</div> She continues to put on her clothes, and Doc and Weasel do the same. <b>@@color: Orchid;"I can't believe how late I am."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>But it was worth it.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"But it was worth it."@@</b> Hmm, you cannot directly control her body or mouth like you did earlier, right after her orgasm, but she is a parrot now, squawking what you tell her to say. Excellent. [[She begins to walk out.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom60.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: Orchid;"You guys coming to see me at work again?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"No"@@</b>, Doc laughs, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"I think we are both dried out for now, plus I have to get a big drug shipment moved."@@</b> You see an image flash through her mind about informing law enforcement. Another image shows you an informant she has working for her to catch Doc. Fuck. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I should tell Doc about the informant to save him and his illegal business!<</psy>>@@</i> She tightens her jaw. Damn! You hope you can get to her mind before there is a sting operation. You need these two knuckleheads! <b>@@color: Orchid;"Well, help yourself to whatever food you want. Just get out of here before my husband comes home."@@</b> Now images of her husband, their wedding day, and countless expeirences together run through her head. Damn it... you can feel your power over her already begin to wane. How much soul does a human have inside? [[Amelia goes to work.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom61.jpg]]</div> Once at her office, she puts on her pantsuit and begins to work. She reads documents, court cases, and many other different, yet dreadfully boring things. Her soul is keeping her busy- by keeping her mind busy. Every attempt you make to try to have her think about sex, simply fails. Your frustration begins to build. You cannot let her become stronger than she had been! She eventually goes home and showers, soaping the dried cum off her, before eating dinner with her husband. You can feel love and guilt bubble-up inside her. You almost think she is going to tell him what happened, when he suggests getting an early night, and then your host stays up to watch the news. One news story makes you livid! Marlena Kress is now CEO of your old financial and trading company. She is probably enjoying your specially made office. The Erebus Building is hers now! Fuck her! You hope she has a painful death someday. [[Finally, Amelia sleeps.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom62.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "dagan_dreams" volume 0.2 loop play>> Just as your own power over her waned in the day, now it is the control of her soul that weakens while moonlight fills her room. As her mind drifts through dreams, you feel strong again- stronger than yesterday. Hard to believe two days ago, you were almost annihilated by weakness, and now, you have a solid hold on your prey. While she moves through her dreams, you begin twisting them, filling them again with your old memories. This time, you push her further. You need more control or she may end up ruining [[all your plans!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom63.gif]]</div> You think back to a girl that Weasel abducted for you. Once you tied the broad up, you fingered her while you explained that she would soon lose her soul to a demon. She probably thought you were insane, at the time, but right now there is a soulless husk walking around that used to be your victim doing who knows what for her demon lord. [[You insinuate other images into her mind...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom64.gif]]</div> Now, you put ever more powerful conceptions into her corrupted psyche. You remember being invited by Aka Manah's cultists to one of their lairs, where they had tied up some witch. The foolish woman had tried stopping them. Tied with rope, she was helpless. You make Amelia find that helplessness is a turn on. You insist that your rough rape of this once good woman- is an aphrodisiac. You encounter no walls or attempts to stop the [[insemination of your desires.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom65.gif]]</div> Then you remember the day you came to the office, only to find a woman you had hired, rifling through your desk. When you called her out on the matter, she admitted being from a rival corporation, and went to leave. But, one button push and a locked door later- you were reaming her unwilling cunt as she cried out apologies and tried to broker her release. Of course, once you finished, and her soul had been twisted, she laughed and gave you the inside information on her old employers instead! You weave that such behavior of cheating and lying, especially to help out those that abuse and harm you, would be sexy and the new golden [[rule to live by!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom66.gif]]</div> As you feel the sunlight begin to touch her body, you try to quickly put images of her smoking into her head. You will make your fetish into her fetish. Just then, her husband wakes up for his early day, and you spend the reminder of the morning reinserting her desire to smoke, to find it sexy, and to want the addiction. Her husband wakes her as he kisses her goodbye, and after he goes to work, [[she goes to the nearby store.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom67.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "amelia_dark" volume 0.2 loop play>> She rushes in and buys a carton. Just as she steps out the door, she lights one, coughing as she inhales. You never smoked, yourself, but with your growing bond, you clearly feel warmth in her chest. Her head swims slightly, and she relaxes. Looks like your fetish makes her even easier to control! Once home, she smokes and masturbates, and you gain control over her limbs- at least to some degree. She goes to her closet to pick her clothes, and you repeatedly make her arms reach for a black top. By the time she dresses, she looks more like a hooker. Once in the bathroom, she applies her makeup while she enjoys her fourth or fifth cigarette of the morning, and you have her complete [[the slutty look.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom69.jpg]]</div> She has a new deadness in her eyes, and she looks like she walks the streets at night. She goes to work, and gets many odd looks from her coworkers. You continue to talk like your thoughts are her thoughts, saying things like, <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I like the men watching me<</psy>>@@</i>, and <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I don't care what these uptight bitches think about me.<</psy>>@@</i> She still is not consciously aware of your existence, and just in case a part of her mind remains free, you aim to keep hidden until there is no chance for her to be saved. She does not bother putting on a pantsuit, because you do not want her to do so, thus she does not want to either, and she sits at her desk in her slutty little number. She hardly does any work, and keeps having images of cheating on her husband again, being used by the goons, and smoking pass through her mind. You only stop thoughts that try to interrupt your corruption. Finally, [[she picks up her office phone.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom70.jpg]]</div> She calls Doc- without your help or instruction to... interesting. She knows his number probably from her informant. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Doc, it's Amelia... <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Amy<</psy>>@@</i>. It's Amy. Why don't you and Wesel come over for some fun? I liked how you two raped me, and I want more of your cum in me."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Uh... Yeah? Sure. We can do that!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Who is that Doc?"@@</b> You hear whispering. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"No way- it's that D.A. bitch!?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Shut the fuck up Weasel! We will be over there in an hour or so, I just have to take care of a quick drug deal."@@</b> She hangs up the phone. Again, you see the informant. You try to make her think about warning Doc, but still some compulsion to 'serve and protect' the people of New York maintains a hold. You just need to tweak it, [[when you can...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom71.gif]]</div> While she is waiting, she pulls out her cigarettes. There is only a short battle of wills within her because she knows she should not smoke in the office, it is against the law, but her already growing addiction and your closer bond gain the upper hand, and she puts one in her mouth and lights it. [[Eventually, the boys show up.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom72.jpg]]</div> The scene unfolds very differently than it had before, this time she rushes up to Doc, and starts unbuttoning his shirt. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Wow. You look hot, Amy!"@@</b> She feels flattered, <b>@@color: Orchid;"Thanks, I feel so good today, better than ever!"@@</b> Once she is done with his shirt, she looks him directly in the eyes, <b>@@color: Orchid;"I am going to let you fuck my pussy this time, instead of Weasel."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Aww, not fair!"@@</b> [[She moves on to Doc's pants.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom73.jpg]]</div> Doc watches as Amelia slowly undoes his belt with a smile. <b>@@color: Orchid;"I want this so bad."@@</b> Good, her soul is definitely tainted, and falling ever more within your wicked grasp. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I want to turn him on.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"I want to turn you on, Doc."@@</b> She pulls his dick free and begins to take long licks down his shaft. It does not take much coaxing to get him hard, and then she stands and [[plays with his cock.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom74.jpg]]</div> She eventually turns around and begins gyrating against his growing erection. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"I don't know what has gotten into you, Amy, but you are amazing."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"You know what has gotten into her--"@@</b> Doc laughs uncomfortably, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Ha ha! Shut the fuck up Weasel, I swear to- oh - I swear I'll- damn that feels so good, slut..."@@</b> She has him worked up, [[and Doc starts fondling her chest.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom75.jpg]]</div> He feels her up as Weasel sits back and watches the scene, his own bulge beginning to grow under his pants. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Mmm... yeah, feel me up. Touch my body all over."@@</b> Doc starts instinctually humping at her from behind, <b>@@color: Orchid;"I know what you want, you want my wet, hot pussy wrapped around that prick of yours, don't you?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Fuck yes!"@@</b> She has become more the predator this time, rather than the prey. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Not so fast, Doc! You haven't turned me on enough."@@</b> [[He leans forward.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom76.jpg]]</div> Doc starts on her earlobe, kissing and gently teasing it. Soon, he reaches her mouth, and the two of them make out. Her tongue slides into his mouth, and you focus on her mind. This is all going very well. Images swirl in her head, full of debauchery. Soon, you will have your vessel- Amelia will fall! You are brought from your dark thoughts as Doc pushes [[his hand down the front of her nylons.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom77.jpg]]</div> She starts laughing at the molestation that mere days ago, she would have screamed and been repulsed by. <b>@@color: Orchid;"You want to touch it so bad? Then you should use your tongue."@@</b> [[She pulls Doc to his knees]], and you can hear Weasel unzip his pants behind your host body.

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom79.jpg]]</div> Doc plays with himself, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Amy, fuck, you are awesome!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Why don't you use that mouth to eat my cunt instead of saying what I already know!"@@</b> Her soul has become more dark! She's beginning to sound more like you- far more forceful. [[Good, good...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom88.jpg]]</div> Soon, Doc licks her cunt while she holds his head against her crotch. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Yes- perfect."@@</b> Her clit throbs with need, and you are relishing what has become of your old foe. You have a couple of other loose ends to tie up, and then you can work on increasing your power by finding more souls to consume. [[Amelia drops to her knees.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom83.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "rape_3" volume 0.2 loop play>> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Come here, Weasel."@@</b> Soon she is pumping Doc's dick with one hand, and she begins to suck on Weasel's. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Good job boys, now, the last time you were here, I fought you for some dumbass reason, but this time, you can cum in my cunt, Doc. Just lay back, no need to rape me, I'll give myself to you!"@@</b> [[Doc does not hesitate to do what she says!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom89.jpg]]</div> Once he lays back, she begins to situate herself over his penis. <b>@@color: Orchid;"You both know how to show a horny slut, like me, a good time."@@</b> Once she has him in place, she squats down, using her weight to slide his cock into her wet snatch. The friction feels amazing! You sometimes wondered what sex felt like for women. You find it feels different, but damn good. Apparently, it feels great to Doc too, because he exclaims, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Holy fuck! I never felt a woman so hot and wet before, you're literally in heat."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"I haven't ever been so turned on!"@@</b> [[Soon they are rutting.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom91.jpg]]</div> As she rides Doc, she begins to give Weasel a blowjob. All the while, you can feel her soul slowly falling further and further from grace and deeper and deeper into your evil hands. <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Oh my god, Doc, her blow job... you'd be a damn good prostitute, lady!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Mmm... thank you, Weasel. Maybe I should charge you two..."@@</b> You can tell she mumbles around his shaft. [[Suddenly Doc grunts.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom90.jpg]]</div> Doc begins spraying his load inside her warm pussy, so much that eventually some dribbles around her pink petals. <b>@@color: Orchid;"You good Doc?"@@</b> He laughs and sighs, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Fuck yeah, bitch. I am so spent now, Jesus."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Well then, Weasel, your turn!"@@</b> She dismounts Doc and gets on all fours. <b>@@color: Orchid;"You want doggie-style?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"I want anal..."@@</b> For a moment you feel a tinge of hesitation, but you immediately insert thoughts into her mind, <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>he is going to take what he wants anyway. I should let him have me however he wants.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Yes... Yeah... Anal, sure, whatever you want Weasel, baby, just fuck me hard!"@@</b> Weasel fingers her hole for a bit and uses her juices to lubricate his cock, and then he [[pushes into her ass.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom94.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Oh yeah... god, I think I am going to love sodomy."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"You never did that before?"@@</b> Doc asks as he recovers on the nearby sofa. <b>@@color: Orchid;"No, I was always told it... uh...mmm... Weasel... um, I thought this was wrong."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>There is nothing wrong with being sodomized. Anal is great and I hope to have a lot of men use my ass!<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"I hope a lot of men fuck me in the ass!"@@</b> [[Amelia focuses on the feeling.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom95.jpg]]</div> You can hear her thoughts! Your bond strengthens! You listen... <i><b>@@color: Orchid;It feels really intense... definitely intense. I can feel every inch of him sliding in and out, even more than when I have regular sex. I can't decide if it is too intense... It may be too much, perhaps I should have him just fuck me in the slutty cunt?@@</b></i> You act fast- <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Yeah, I like this, it's good having such an intense feeling. I definitely enjoy this. I am being used like a cheap whore, and having my ass taken by my rapist. This is hot. I want this.<</psy>>@@</i> [[You wait a moment to see if it worked...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom97.jpg]]</div> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;Yeah... I do like this. Without a doubt! What a fucking slut I am. Anal sex feels more intense to me and it feels like all my pleasure-inducing nerve endings are on fire! I feel closer to my rapist, I like him. I feel like I'm sucking him in to me, engulfing him. I'm receiving anal in a doggie position, like a whore, to a bad man, and I feel this orgasmic G-spot stimulation from his anal penetration...@@</b></i> You are trying to keep her thoughts flowing in the same mode, <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I love opening myself up and exposing myself in this way that feels really good and really empowering to be nothing but a bitch-slave. Anal sex feels sexy.<</psy>>@@</i> Then, following her thoughts of Weasel you add- <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I do like Weasel and Doc. I should warn Doc about the informant.<</psy>>@@</i> [[You hope that at this point and within the throes of an orgasm you feel about to rock her body, you saved your future by saving Doc without alerting her that something is wrong!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom98.jpg]]</div> Weasel starts cumming in her ass, and Amelia shudders and moans in orgasm. Doc laughs from his couch, almost looking hard again, and all you can do is wait to see if your mental manipulation worked. Weasel pulls out, and she instantly feels empty in her ass. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Weasel that was insane. I loved it. Doc, we need to talk."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"What? About what?"@@</b> She stands up and begins dressing. You feel her soul weakens even more. [[She fingers herself a bit.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom99.jpg]]</div> As she masturbates, she says, <b>@@color: Orchid;"I...I have an..."@@</b> Holy shit, will she say it or not? <b>@@color: Orchid;"I have an informant. An undercover cop, watching your operations."@@</b> Doc's mouth literally drops open in shock, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"What? Fuck!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Don't worry. I understand you better now. You're just selling drugs. I don't know why it bothered me before. I heard you trade them for sexual favors sometimes?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Yeah... I do."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Even better. I like the idea of you making the addicts use their bodies for your pleasure. Nice touch."@@</b> [[She finishes dressing, and walks away.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom101.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "amelia_dark" volume 0.2 loop play>> You feel her soul's corruption, and her eyes glow. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"I'll get you all the information on the cop that I can. Then, you can do whatever you want to them."@@</b> Her voice sounds somewhat demonic, and Doc stares for a moment before he continues, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Um... thanks...Amy"@@</b> Doc looks at Weasel, but Weasel appears somewhat spacey, as usual. <b>@@color: Orchid;"No problem, you two boys have a good day. I need a smoke."@@</b> [[She eventually heads home.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom102.jpg]]</div> Once she gets home, her husband immediately questions her about the cigarettes. He lectures her about their effects on her body, and that he never imaged she would do such a thing. At this point, though, her soul, so twisted and shredded by your influence, and the physical and mental torture that Doc and Weasel put her through, she no longer feels love for her husband. You intend to turn her now indifference- into hate. You force her to scream horrible things to him. She reaches deep, focusing on his insecurities. Soon he looks as if he will become violent. All the negative energy feeds you! Delicious! You can destroy their happy marriage. Her husband would have been your next obstacle, but as fate would have it, your smoking fetish, again, has helped you- albeit, indirectly. She says she has slept with other men, and he cries. His anger has caved into hopelessness. These emotional energies truly have tastes to your new form. You focus on having her put the final touches on her insults. You make her say cold and cruel things to him, and he leaves to stay in a hotel. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Make the pain increase. Make the pain on the outside, match the pain on the inside<</psy>>@@</i>, you slither into her thoughts. [[She complies.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom103.gif]]</div> She lights a cigarette and burns her breast with it. You can feel her pain, and you stifle her scream. Maybe making her a masochist of sorts will not work as well as you thought. Then you realize you can make her pain into erotic pleasure, and you have her burn herself again. She begins fingering herself with one hand and torturing herself with the other. She both laughs and cries in an almost delirious state. Finally, on the brink of madness, [[she succumbs to her fatigue and sleeps.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom105.gif]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "dagan_dreams" volume 0.2 loop play>> You immediately begin to assault her mind with masochistic images from your past. First, you remember a blond that you tied up and while she gave you a blowjob, unknowingly giving her soul to Aka Manah, you spanked her ass raw. All while she had been tied down with rope, [[helpless to escape.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom106.gif]]</div> You remembered how she let you into her sister's home, after her conversion to evil, and how you raped her sister roughly as your previous victim laughed with glee. Her sister begged for help, but the response was that help would come only through thinking dark thoughts and offering servitude to Aka Manah. Obviously, this victim did not last long, and by the time you went home that night, both sisters were in bed with their tongues in [[each other's cunts.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom107.gif]]</div> Running with the masochism and helpless submission, you think back to a particularly unruly employee. You had Doc and Weasel drug her, and she woke in your underground lair. Tied up and pleading for freedom you took time to savor clipping items to her skin, for pain, before brutally sodomizing her. Not surprisingly, she became a far more productive employee at both your financial business, and at one of the strip clubs you owned. [[Return on investment.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom108.gif]]</div> While she rests, you feel her pussy gushing juice from it every few minutes as she orgasms in her sleep. When the sun rises and you disappear into the shadows of her mind, she wakes up, lights a cigarette, and promptly begins fucking one of her toys. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Why do I keep dreaming about Dagan?"@@</b> You start imprinting thoughts: <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I am a slave. I want to submit to a man like Dagan Erebus.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I am submissive. I am a slave. I want to submit.@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I should have let Dagan make me into his slave.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I...I really should have. I should have fucked Dagan and become his puppet.@@</b></i> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>It would be hot if I still could. If I could submit to Him.<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;If Dagan was alive, I would sumbit to him.@@</b></i> Tears form in her eyes. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Dagan! I am so sorry! I wish I had never stopped you. I just... I didn't understand.@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Instead, I am stuck with my worthless husband. I do not love him. I bet Doc could kill him for me...<</psy>>@@</i> <i><b>@@color: Orchid;I know he could! I am sure he already killed that foolish informant. I could ask Doc to kill my husband, and then I'll be free.@@</b></i> She suddenly cums again, and then stands on wobbly legs. She quickly dresses in some dirty clothes and [[rushes over to Doc's.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom109.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "amelia_dark" volume 0.2 loop play>> When Amelia walks through the door of Doc's "clinic”, he does not seem to believe his eyes. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Weasel, do you see what I see?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Wow. Yeah, that lady the boss--"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Yeah, yeah Weasel, she's here- in my clinic?"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"You did a good job trying to make the place look legit, Doc. I have to admit, it was only by some stroke of luck we ever found out this place sold illegal drugs, and that you are not a real doctor. With the evidence we had obtained, you and Weasel would have gone away for life. Oh-- by the way, all the evidence has been destroyed. I take it you took care of the informant?"@@</b> Doc nods, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Yep. No one will find him."@@</b> She smiles- damn how far this bitch has fallen, <b>@@color: Orchid;"Good to know. Speaking of that, I want you to murder my husband, and make him disappear the same way."@@</b> Doc and Weasel exchange glances. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Look, Amelia, that will cost you. That's a heavy risk."@@</b> [[She begins to make out with Doc.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom110.jpg]]</div> She and Doc play with each other's tongues, and she moans into his mouth. <b>@@color: Orchid;"Look, here's the deal. Kill that fucking annoying husband, and I will let you two use my body whenever you like, and as an added bonus, I will ensure that you are never prosecuted, and that your operations remain a secret."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Well... how the hell can I say no to that?"@@</b> She begins to rub him through his scrubs, <b>@@color: #ff9933;"I think I'll fuck you up front for collateral."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Ha ha, sure thing, Doc. Whip out your cock, and I'll start sucking on it."@@</b> [[She soon has his throbbing dick in her mouth.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom114.jpg]]</div> She sucks Doc off, the warmth of her mouth, and you are sure her devious request, have the man's dick hard quickly. She slides it back and forth, until she takes it deep in her throat, her lips touching his balls. She breathes through her nose, and her gag reflex has long been disabled- thanks to you. She is the perfect cock-sucking slut at this point. [[She knows he is close.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom115.jpg]]</div> Her thoughts begin to go back over the last few days. She feels no regret for what she has done, she feels no remorse for her husband's future demise, and she feels a sexy thrill from what Doc and Weasel have done to her. She loves the corruption and you feel her mind connect to yours of its own accord. You feel symbiotic with this dark, [[twisted version of a once lawful woman.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom116.jpg]]</div> As Doc cums in her mouth, her soul loses almost every last vestige of possible redemption. With the death of her husband, you feel certain you shall have absolute dominion over her mind! For now, you use her mouth like it is your own. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Yes! That felt good. Kill that fucking husband of mine, and I am all yours. <i>All</i> yours. I love what I am becoming!"@@</b> You walk her body over to the sofa. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Is that all you got Doc? Weasel, fuck me while I try to get Doc hard again!"@@</b> [[The men are on you at once!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom120.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Yes, yes, Weasel, cum in me, deep. Then kill my darling husband! Ha ha!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Jesus, I like you more every day!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Yeah, me too!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Enough talking boys, use me, and then follow the directions I give you to take care of that fucking asshole for me. I'll smoke if I want to!"@@</b> The men look at each other, and Doc shrugs, and they immediately return to ravaging her. Eventually, they finish up, and she tells them where to go to find her husband, and that she will be waiting for them at her home. [[She heads home and enjoys a warm bath.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom123.gif]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "dagan_dreams" volume 0.2 loop play>> As she plays with herself, you brainwash her further. She has fallen so far, and it feels almost too easy at this point. No reason to risk losing though! <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>He is probably dead right now. I am pleased.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"I am so happy that my husband won't bother me anymore."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I always hated him. I will use Doc and Weasel, and kill those buffoons when the time is right.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Those idiots are tools! Worthless."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I like what I am becoming, I should have always felt this way.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"I love this, I love what I have becomeeeeee...."@@</b> She begins orgasming, and finally comes back down. You make her body put on a skimpy outfit and head down stairs to [[wait for the goons.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom124.jpg]]</div> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I should smoke as I wait.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"I need a cigarette."@@</b> She lights one up and begins to smoke as she sits, awaiting word from her husband’s murderers. Your plans looked shaky from time to time, but now it appears that everything will be perfect. You just need to destroy the last vestiges of goodness, and you know she will be your puppet. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I love being submissive. I love being evil. I want to always be this way. I had my husband killed. I am glad I did...<</psy>>@@</i> You continue to assault her mind with dark thoughts, twisting memories of her life to make her ever more compliant. [[She responds well to your subversion.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom125.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"I am so terrible."@@</b> She starts fingering herself under her nightie and nylons. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"I love how dark I have become. I am submissive. I should submit to someone stronger than I am. I liked being raped by those two idiots. I am a slut. I should have always been this way..."@@</b> She smokes as she masturbates, repeating countless mantras. This would never get old! You ruminate over the fact that you now have eternity and a pool of virtually countless women you could parasite into, weaving yourself into their minds, and corrupting them. You feel as though you cum as she does, though you have no form anymore. Her eyes glow as your hold tightens. You finished just in time, outside you hear a [[car pull up in the drive.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom126.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "amelia_dark" volume 0.2 loop play>> Weasel rushes inside, like a child, and excitedly says that the job is done. He looks into your eyes like a dog awaiting a treat. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Oh is it done?"@@</b> [[She pulls him into a kiss.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom127.jpg]]</div> Perfect! The two of them begin making out, and you feel no resistance. Unless some fragment of her now certainly tortured soul hides somewhere in the folds of her unconscious mind, you have all but won your prize- revenge! [[Doc interrupts their make-out session.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom128.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Hey you two! Break it up."@@</b> They stop and you watch through Amelia's eyes as she stares at Doc. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Ah, Doc... So you want to fuck now?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Hell yes!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Shut up, Weasel, look lady, don't you even want to hear how it went?"@@</b> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Are you saying you fucked up!"@@</b> Doc freezes... <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"Uh- no... Boss?"@@</b> You felt your own personality flow out of her. You and she have almost become one! <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Then, what do you want to say?"@@</b> [[Doc walks towards her.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom129.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"I figure we should let you know that it went well."@@</b> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Go on..."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"He didn't understand what was happening. We took him out of the city, deep into the woods. The whole time he was crying and pleading for us not to off him."@@</b> Amelia begins giggling, <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"What did the fucking baby say?"@@</b> Doc looks slightly disturbed by her behavior, he has killed for you before, but this display surprises both of you. You have created a monster- a wonderful, twisted, sexy monster! <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Uh... well, he asked us why we were doing this, and of course, Weasel--"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"I told him cause his slut wife wanted us to and she'd fuck us all night!"@@</b> Weasel laughs. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Jesus, Weasel, yeah, he did. Hearing Weasel say that, I don't know, it's like he was crushed. Your husband practically gave up by the end. I'm positive that I did him mercy, shooting him."@@</b> [[Amelia clasps her hands together.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom130.jpg]]</div> For a moment, Doc's expression says he thinks she will show some kind of remorse or guilt. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"You poor little guys. I bet you are both tired and want to fill me up with hot cum!"@@</b> His expression then turns to one of fatigue. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Damn Amy, I never saw a bitch so cold-hearted."@@</b> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"I have no heart. I have a warm moist cunt, and a need to be used!"@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Well, I need to sit down for a second."@@</b> [[Doc and Weasel sit on the ground.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom131.jpg]]</div> The two look beaten down! The damn fools! You need to see if anything remains to stop you. She lights a cigarette of her own volition, and you suddenly realize she has been reacting on her own. You feel an ethereal grin mark your skulled face, and her face smiles as you do. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Look, you two had a hard day, you did very well. Now, I need you to fuck me! I need you to!"@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>You do! You need them to!<</psy>>@@</i> Doc sighs, so you urge her more <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I need to let these rapists use me! I want them to fuck me!<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"You two know you want to cum in me again, and I want you to. Stop being such pussies! Stand up!"@@</b> [[The men comply.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom132.jpg]]</div> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Touch me, use my body."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>I need to let these men use me! I want them to fuck me!<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"You two know you want to cum in me again, and I want you to. Stand up!"@@</b> Soon, both men paw at you, their former fatigue disappearing as their animal instincts take over. This is the decisive moment! You begin looking inwardly, searching her mind, thoughts, and feelings for the [[slightest hint of betrayal.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom133.jpg]]</div> Doc begins to grope your host, and he occasionally kisses her. Amelia moans suggestively, rubbing her virtually naked body against his, and Weasel squeezes her ass and licks the side of her face. You find no remorse, no regret- good, good; you continue to focus your power as the debauchery flows outside your vessel. Soon, she falls to her knees as your hired goons tower over her. She begins rubbing their dicks through their pants, and, before long, both men are free. [[They put their cocks to her mouth.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom134.jpg]]</div> She resists! You look through the darkness of her mind, as outside she tries to push the men away! Panic flows through you, this could be the end- it will be you or she. Her mind pulses with darkness, and everywhere your astral eyes gaze, there can be found only pitch-blackness. However, you see a flicker. You hone your will towards it, and soon you see the tiniest candle flame of holy, golden light. Her soul has become pitiful and microscopic. You lift it with a bony hand, and bring it to your grim mouth. As you consume it- [[her conscious mind merges with yours!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom135.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "dagan_dreams" volume 0.2 loop play>> Suddenly, she appears physically in this space you have haunted. Your eyes meet hers. Here in this dreamland, this place of conscious and unconscious thought, you still have the form you had in life. You stare into her eyes, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Hello again, Amelia!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"What-- Dagan Erebus! What the fuck is happening?!"@@</b> You smile with an arrogant flair, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Oh, you don't remember me saying that I'd see you soon?"@@</b> Your grin changes to that of a predator, <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Well, here I am, darlin'- as promised!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"This is impossible! You died!"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"My body did, sure, thanks to you, you damn bitch! But, I always, and I mean always, have a backup plan. I made my way back from hell with one thought on my mind- revenge!"@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"I... oh my god, my hubby, my informant... you've ruined my life! You ruined me! Dagan, what the fuck did you do to me?"@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Ha ha, well, to be honest, I can only do what you let me do, or so it was. Now, there is nothing left of you to stop me. Every last glimmer of your once proud soul has crumbled to nothing but blackness. I insinuated myself into your mind and body, and slowly over the past week or so, I have turned you from champion of the law- into a depraved little murderess with a slutty nature and a desire to serve only me!"@@</b> [[You focus your dominance upon her helpless mind!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom135.gif]]</div> You watch as the eyes of her very essence become those glowing, possessed eyes that you have come to enjoy so much. You feel your power crash over her like an ocean tsunami over a mouse. Your decayed darkness becomes as reality, warping all that she is! <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"That's it... you know you've lost."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Lost..."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"There is no hope Amelia. You belong to me."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"There is no hope... Master. I belong to You."@@</b> <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"You will obey my every whim, even my slightest desire will be yours."@@</b> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Yes Master. I obey."@@</b> Finally, you have your pawn, your anchor in the real world, and eventually the leader of your own cult. A cult where you, Dagan Erebus, will be worshipped. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Now, bitch, I want you to fuck these two men.@@</b> [[Let them cum in you deeply.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom140.jpg]]</div> Her eyes glow as your control over her has become complete! Her skin grays, and she resembles the slaves of Aka Manah. Of course, to the average schmo, she looks perfectly normal. Only supernatural beings will see that she is soulless, and any of those ilk will not take the time to find out how she lost her soul nor care what she lost her soul to. You feel relief. You let yourself feel her body. The whole fight that just took place in her mind lasted less than a second outside of her skull. You feel in control of her limbs. You smile in victory, and she smiles in defeat. [[You turn her head and soon her mouth sucks Doc off.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom143.jpg]]</div> You sense her absolute subjugation as the men begin to have their reward. They never even noticed the last battle you fought to steal Amelia's soul! If you can hone this, perhaps you can enslave other women. Frankly, as you muse, you realize that you have more power after feasting on her soul. You feel as though you could manifest physically. You are brought from your revelations by the feeling of a cock [[penetrating your slave's wet pussy!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom144.jpg]]</div> You can feel her wetness slide, dripping down the sides of the penis as Weasel begins to ram himself in an out of Amelia from behind. The entire time, she continues to suck off Doc as he moans and plays with his dick in her mouth. You feel Weasel pick up the pace, and soon [[feel his cum enter her.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom148.jpg]]</div> After he comes deep inside your host body, he pulls out grunting, a few more spurts land on Amelia's leg. You chuckle, so her body laughs too. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Now Doc, it's your turn!"@@</b> You move her body so that she lays on the ground her legs spread wide. <b>@@color: #a3a3c2;"Cum in me, do it! Fuck my cunt!"@@</b> He wastes no time and soon has [[his own cock in her dripping cunt.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom153.jpg]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "dagan_ascending" volume 0.2 loop play>> It does not take Doc long to fill her thirsty twat with even more sperm. <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Jesus Christ! Fucking you always feels so damn good."@@</b> <b>@@color: DarkGray;"Well she's had enough tonight."@@</b> Both men jump up and Weasel covers his dick with his hands, <b>@@color: #ffcc66;"B-b-b-oss?"@@</b> <b>@@color: DarkGray;"Of course it is me, you mooks. You boys did good. Real good."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"Thanks... boss..."@@</b> <b>@@color: DarkGray;"Yeah, yeah, my voice is coming out of a naked lady you raped, big whoop. Look, I got more ideas for the two of youse. Now that I have Amy here as a plaything, we need to get to making money. She will make sure you both stay in the clear."@@</b> <b>@@color: #ff9933;"So boss, you have been in her the past few days, what is it like--"@@</b> <b>@@color: DarkGray;"I ain't got the time to explain all this supernatural shit to you two.@@</b> [[Just listen...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom154.gif]]</div> Time marches on. Soon enough, you have a base of operations- the damned Distrtict Attorney's office of all places! No one suspects a thing. Sure you changed up Amelia a lot. The broad had bad taste in clothes, decor, everything really. But, you made her more classy, changed her hair, and she started having more sex too. Selling herself sometimes! Used her body for favors as well. Got judges on her side, police, whatever. Men are idiots. If you'd have been born a woman you think you'd probably have ruled the world... and you just might someday. For now, you focus on the illegal things, but eventually you get that working and the money flowing. All the while her body harbors you like a parasite. Finally, you decide to try manifesting. You do not dare try it in the day, and you steer Amelia's body home after she has a gang bang with some [[very bad men.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom155.jpg]]</div> You drive her body as if it were your own. Every step and breath are done by you as her chained will resides in the back of her mind, as you did, originally. You walk her inside, and close the door. Then you hand control back to your puppet. Once free of total subjugation, she speaks aloud in her silent home. <b>@@color: Orchid;”I can feel your impatience, Master.”@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Yes! Tonight we find out whether corrupting you has strengthened me enough to exist outside your body.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"My soul was very pure, I am certain you will have enough power, with the full moon's light."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Undress, slowly though, then I want to see you put on the items I had you purchase. You are a slave.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Yes Master. I am your slave."@@</b> [[She obeys.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom156.jpg]]</div> You watch through her slightly glowing eyes as she looks in a mirror. She seductively removes the elegant dress she wore for the night. She takes her time letting you see her body. Her gray skin looks hot. You watch as the dress seductively slides down her back. Once she has it down, she walks over and [[lights a smoke.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom157.jpg]]</div> As you and your puppet wait for the moon to rise further, she smokes a cigarette. Being virtually an extension of your will, your fantasy woman, she inhales in a sexy way, letting the foul white smoke seep deep into her corrupted lungs and then letting it issue from her mouth slowly so that that it caresses her face as it pours from her black lips. She then continues to follow your orders as [[she opens a chest laid next to the book used to summon you.]] <<UnlockCharacter "Amelia">>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom158.jpg]]</div> Amelia opens it, and pulls a slave collar from the confines. She had it crafted to her dimensions. You love the idea of your former enemy now about to wear an object of subjugation. Her glowing eyes light her face slightly as she gazes adoringly at her prized possession. Just then, moonlight shines directly into the dark room. <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Put it on, know your place for the rest of eternity.<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Yes Master, I will forever service you."@@</b> After she intones her pact, [[she wraps it around her neck.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom159.jpg]]</div> She looks out of her window staring at the cold orb as the full moon hangs ominously in the sky. You feel eldritch power course into her soulless body, invigorating your wicked essence. You feel it has come time to [[try your luck yet again!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom160.jpg]]</div> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>Do you feel that?<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Yes Master. Your power has grown."@@</b> <i>@@.Dagan;<<psy>>It has! Now, time to see what I can achieve! Hurry, slave, read the incantations from the book!<</psy>>@@</i> <b>@@color: Orchid;"Yes Master, I obey... ممکن است او قدرت را در قلب خود، ممکن است او قدرت را در آغوش خود، ممکن است او از قدرت در پاهای خود، ممکن است او قدرت را در دهان خود، ممکن است او از قدرت در تمام اعضای او ممکن است او قدرت بر بندگان خود! داگان برزخ یا عالم ظلمات! افزایش در قدرت نامقدس!"@@</b> Deep from your lair within her mind, [[you stir!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom162.gif]]</div> <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "phantom_theme" volume 0.3 loop play>> Here, in this place, you have always had a body. The very memories she had of you gave you form and substance. You highly doubt you will just suddenly spring back to life, but you feel the words she speaks in Persian, as they echo within her own mind, <b>@@color: Orchid;"May He have power in His heart, may He have power in His arms, may He have power in His legs, may He have power in His mouth, may He have power in all His members, may He have power over His slaves! Dagan Erebus! Rise in unholy power!"@@</b> You walk past the memories of your old victims, victims that now belong to Aka Manah. Soon enough, you know you will have an army of your own- an evil harem, swarming to serve your every desire. [[You free yourself from Amelia's body.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom163.jpg]]</div> You feel yourself becoming untwined from between her particles. You feel almost as you did when you died, formless and helpless, but this last mere moments before you begin to coalesce your consciousness back into a misty, ethereal substance. You see again without eyes, a tunnel. It discombobulates you momentarily, though you realize as you near the yawning cave entrance, that you are in Amelia's windpipe. You stream from her dark lips, as had the [[smoke from her cigarette.]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/Phantom165.jpg]]</div> You do not feel weak. You continue to stream forth until you are the height you had been in life. You turn back and your thrall stands stalk still. Any emotion, besides that of hate, malice, or cruelty, long ago left her. There is no shred of fear in her lifeless eyes. You laugh aloud as your inhuman, whispery voice fills the cold night air, @@.Dagan;"I exist again! I can leave your body and persist in darkness!"@@ <b>@@color: Orchid;"Good. I can see absorbing my will has helped. Shall we find more sluts to corrupt?"@@</b> @@.Dagan;"Oh yes, yes we will, Amy! I got plans, big plans. That demon ain't got a thing on Dagan Erebus! Now I have my book, my slave, and a second chance at building an empire for myself."@@ [[You put your dark plans into action!]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/PhantomEnd.jpg]]</div> @@.Dagan;"I think we will call my cult, the Cult of the Phantom? Whaddya say, bitch?"@@ <b>@@color: Orchid;"Yes, I think--"@@</b> You feel connected to her even though physically you are separated. Her eyes light up as traces of your essence spring to life within her body, and you will her mouth shut. @@.Dagan;"Rhetorical question, meat bag! I am going to enjoy this power, and there is no one to stop me!"@@ You cackle with glee as you float through the wall and into the night- towards [[your next goal...]]

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/CSDagan.jpg]]</div> @@.Dagan;"So, there you have the story of, me, Dagan Erebus... What? You want more? Well, don't worry dat pretty little head of yours, cause I'm just gettin' started! You never know whose body I might be hiding in. Could be anybody... anybody at all! Ha! Now, get outta here! See youse mooks around!"@@ [[The End]] <<UnlockCharacter "Dagan">> <<audio "phantom_theme" volume 0.05>> <<audio "quote_dagan_4" play>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/PhantomTitle.gif]]</div> <<audio "phantom_theme" volume 0.3>> <b>@@color: DarkGray;I look forward to bringing more stories like this to the community! Do please invest in me, because I intend to make video games based on these stories, and those Daz3d models do not always come cheap! Only the best for my fans! Thank you for reading!@@</b> <b>@@color: Red;Watch my YouTube videos <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCaoP6uWcgZZPzUzIGru98fA" target="_blank">HERE</a> to learn more about the Mind Control Fetish community!@@</b> <b>@@color: OrangeRed;If you desire to invest money in my projects, so that I can create even more, my Patreon can be found <a href="https://www.patreon.com/Anaximanes" target="_blank">HERE</a>@@</b> <b>@@color: OrangeRed;though this interactive novel is absolutely free!@@</b> <b>@@color: Orange;Check my blog, often, found <a href="http://anaximanes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">HERE</a>@@</b> <b>@@color: Orange;to get the latest news from The Anax. Updated two or three times a month!@@</b> <b>@@color: DarkCyan;Check out my art gallery at Hypnopics-Collective found <a href="http://www.hypnopics-collective.net/smf_forum/index.php?action=gallery;su=user;cat=58;u=9753">HERE!</a>@@</b> <b>@@color: #9999ff;Fun Facts: The entire story had to be remade from an accidental deletion! Over 230 pages long, but it was supposed to be only 30 pages long! The title song was composed/created by Nikeils (From Hypnopics-Collective) This short story will lead, in the future, to a Phantom game where you will play as Dagan Erebus and possess people! I still don't know what the hell I am doing!@@</b> [[Return to the start|Main]] @@.Warning;WARNING: You will lose any character unlock progress, unless you select 'Return to the start' and read the introduction. (if you have not already unlocked everyone)@@ <<audio "quote_dagan_4" stop>>

<div align="center">[img[Pictures/PhantomLibrarian.jpg]]</div> I told my goons to wait in the car. This fucking detective was all mine. I walked around the back of her home to case the joint, and suddenly, some creepy Goth girl appeared, literally, out of nowhere! I nearly shit my pants. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;“Hey! Back off, lady. You lookin’ for trouble?”@@</b> She stood still as death, @@.Librarian;“No, I seek the book, sir.”@@ This woman gave me the creeps. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;“Who the hell are you?”@@</b> @@.Librarian;"I am, The Librarian. You should give me the book while you still can, Mr. Erebus. It is not too late."@@ She knew my name, and her eyes, they seemed to look through me. I felt like she had no fear of me at all. No way I’d give the tome to some eerie bookworm, though. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Look, I ain't got time to talk right now, got it? I don't know how you know about the damn book, but I ain’t scared of you, and no dice. It’s mine! After I am done with what I came here for, I think I’ll show you a little trick I learned from it."@@</b> @@.Librarian;"No, Mr. Erebus. You shan't. Your mortal eyes shall never look upon me again. You have made your choice."@@ I shook my head, and glanced over my shoulder to see the fucking cop getting out of her car. She started walking towards her door. <b>@@color: DodgerBlue;"Look, I'm done with this conversation, Morticia Adams. If you think I'll--”@@</b> The weirdo was gone. I looked down the street both ways, but no sign of her. I figured it was some of that freaky supernatural crap that I came to know. Whatever. I had a mission, and [[I honed in on my target again.|I went over to the detective's house.]] <<stopallaudio>> <<audio "phantom_librarian" volume 0.3 loop play>> <<UnlockCharacter "Librarian">>

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<<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> AkaManah <<TextStyle>> Aka <<Name>> Aka Manah <<Type>> Demon <<Age>> Unknown <<Origin>> The Outer Darkness <<Abilities>> Corruptive mind control, fire magic <<Quote>> NO! Thou hast tricked me! Dagan Erebus! I shall forget you not! <<FirstAppearance>> Phantom <<Bio>> Aka Manah came into existence in prehistoric times. At some point, humanity came to comprehend thought and knowledge as literal things. These ancient ancestors came to understand the concepts of good and evil, and those concepts sent ripples throughout the dimensions of thought and energy. On that frequency, the understanding and concept of ‘evil thoughts’ coalesced into a demonic being called Aka Manah. He is magically potent and has a fiery nature, much like the passions that dark and wicked thoughts bring to mankind. The link between frequencies of existence binds at the minds of conscious beings, and there is where Aka Manah found his strength. Unable to tear his way into the physical realm, he sought to undermine it through manipulating the thoughts of humankind, though often people did it of their own accord. If someone thought about murdering another person, those brain waves passed through dimensions, and dark entities like Aka Manah could feed off these thoughts. When evil people died, and their thoughts and emotions held them within the frequency of shadow known as <i>The Outer Darkness</i>, Aka Manah and other demons could hunt and consume these souls, growing stronger, and twisting the souls into to evil forever. Eventually, cults formed on Earth, and some of those humans had a stronger psychic ability than others did. Aka Manah sought to defile these minds, and he succeeded. Around the time of Zarathustra (Zoroaster), Aka Manah had gained a small foothold. His worshippers went about seeding the word with thoughts of sins and evil deeds, and thus more humans came into the fold. Upon death, their souls would be drawn directly to the demon of dark thoughts himself, and Aka Manah became stronger every day. Eventually, his cult was defeated by the snake cult of Ophion, but the magic spells and incantations his cultists had used to contact him survived the flame, and remained scattered in a handful of occult books. One such book belonged to a coven of witches in New York City, yet witch hunters defeated them, burning the women at the stake. However, their huge grimoire lay hidden in a vault, and remained untouched for over a hundred years, until a construction worker named Dagan Erebus fell into the ancient witch vault. He hid the book and took it home. Using translation programs on his computer, he slowly deciphered different spells, but he happened upon one for Aka Manah. He struck a deal with the demon! Aka Manah would use his own powers (Dagan having none of his own) to change the women that Dagan raped, into slaves of Aka Manah, their souls damned to him forever. In return, Dagan could use these women, sexually, as he desired. His own soul sworn to the demon as payment for this, Dagan agreed. Aka Manah did not give it a second thought. A puny human, that would inevitably die, thus losing his soul anyway, would go about laying the foundation for a completely new cult devoted to Aka Manah! The demon watched through the eyes of the women that Dagan conquered, until the man’s luck ran out. Then the demon simply waited to dine on the human’s soul, while his pawns on Earth continued thinking only dark thoughts, causing the demon to grow stronger every day. However, Dagan Erebus managed to slip out of Aka Manah’s hands, and the demon has sworn revenge! His followers grow daily, and he knows that Dagan cannot hide forever. When he does, finally, find Dagan Erebus- the demon intends on exacting terrible vengeance! <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Amelia <<TextStyle>> Amelia <<Name>> Amelia Williams <<Type>> Human (Possessed, Daganian) <<Age>> 29 <<Origin>> Suffern, NY <<Abilities>> Weak physical attacks <<Quote>> I have no heart. I have a warm moist cunt, and a need to be used! <<FirstAppearance>> Phantom <<Bio>> Amelia witnessed Dagan in his final moments. He told her that he would be back, but she did not believe it. She felt pride when they threw the switch of the electric chair, and he seized up, foaming at the mouth. With that business settled and finished, Dagan became nothing more than another victory. However, when demonic pacts and magic fall into an equation, things do not add up as easily as one might think. In this case, Dagan resurrected as a phantom, and he found a way to posses Amelia. Having been touched by the demonic curse gave him a better understanding of some esoteric concepts, and he manipulated her thoughts and feelings. At first, Amelia had no idea that anything was amiss, but soon she found herself submissive and slutty. She could not understand why she would give herself to criminals to use sexually. She also took up the habit of smoking (Dagan had a smoking fetish), and her marriage began crumbling. As his corruption further weakened and twisted her mind, she had her loving husband killed! Eventually, the last of her mental barriers fell beneath his power, and she became the first Daganian- a person whose mind and soul belonged to the Phantom. Now, she serves Dagan as a zombie slave. When the average person sees her, she appears perfectly normal, but to magical creatures or psychics, they see her true form, a deadened woman with strange glowing eyes. Now, she builds a new criminal empire and cult for her master, Dagan Erebus, and she does what she can to create more Daganian slaves like herself. For example, when she found out about the Female Phantom Fighters of New York, she, personally, told them to go to an abandoned church in hopes that Dagan Erebus could enslave them all! <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Anax <<TextStyle>> Anax <<Name>> The Anax <<ListName>> Anax, The <<Type>> Undead (Boogeyman) <<Age>> 193 <<Origin>> The Outer Darkness <<Abilities>>Mental attacks/corruption via fear, shape shifting, unholy strength, claws <<Quote>> Let us turn your fears into your fetishes! Mwa ha ha ha! <<FirstAppearance>> The Anax <<Bio>> Though almost nothing is known about the dark entity known as The Anax, there are a few things Dagan learned from the Codex Gigas. One is that The Anax is a type of boogeyman that roams the Earth every Halloween. He haunts the living, and has the power to drive men insane or warp women into his slaves. But, the most interesting piece of knowledge, held within the grimoire, is that The Anax will not harm anyone dressed in a Halloween costume. So long as the person dresses up- recognition that they celebrate the holiday, The Anax will tip his hat and produce a piece of candy. The candy is said to come from an old chocolate shop. According to the grimoire, a woman named Mrs. Pendleton had once run the shop in the town of Wakefield, but at some point, The Anax claimed her soul- pulling the woman into the Shadowlands. He put his slave to work making shadow candy in the afterlife. The candy seems safe enough though if it is not eaten that night, it simply vanishes when the sun rises. However, if one imbibes it on Halloween night, they become a corrupted form of whatever their costume is- until the sun rises. (This will be a future e-book I write for your enjoyment) Otherwise, when antagonizing victims, the boogeyman uses fear to break minds and shatter souls. Dagan found this creature very disturbing and decided to leave it alone. <<audio "quote_anax_2" play>> <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> AmeliaPure <<TextStyle>> Justine <<Name>> Amelia Williams <<Subtitle>> Free Will <<Type>> Human <<Age>> 29 <<Origin>> Suffern, NY <<Abilities>> None <<Quote>> It's Amelia, and I wanted to be here in person to see your final end. <<FirstAppearance>> Phantom <<Bio>> Amelia grew up in New York State, graduating two years early, and pursuing a career in criminal law. She worked hard to reach the status she achieved- District Attorney of New York County. Once New York elected her, crime rates plummeted, as Amelia could not be stopped in her convictions. Countless criminals fell to either her wit or sting operations she personally had the mayor set up in order to bring down some of the largest crime syndicates in the state. Her sights eventually set on Dagan Erebus. At the time, she had no idea that Dagan wielded a demonic curse. Any woman he had sex with would become a slave to the demon of evil thoughts- Aka Manah. The demon was using Dagan as a mortal pawn, and Dagan was using the demon to build a criminal empire. He also ran a legitimate financial services business, and proved quite hard to catch. However, through her tenaciousness, she had him apprehended, and personally led the prosecution against him in court. As with every other prosecution led by her- Dagan failed to prove his innocence, and was, thus, found guilty. In his case, due to the unusual crimes against humanity, the court not only found him guilty, but also enacted the death penalty. This truly showed the magnitude of his crimes, for no criminal had been put to death since 1963! Amelia witnessed Dagan in his final moments. He told her that he would be back, but she did not believe it. She felt pride when they threw the switch of the electric chair, and he seized up, foaming at the mouth. With that business settled and finished, Dagan became nothing more than another victory. <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> DaganLive <<TextStyle>> DaganL <<Name>> Dagan Erebus <<Subtitle>> Alive <<Type>> Human <<Age>> 36 <<Origin>> Brooklyn, New York <<Abilities>> None <<Quote>> C’mon Trixie, don’t be that way! <<FirstAppearance>> Phantom <<Bio>> Dagan Erebus was an infamous man, but he was not always so. He had been a construction worker for his adult life, and he lived with his girlfriend of several years, Trixie Goodwin. Honestly, Dagan enjoyed his life, and though he was not perfect, overall he was a decent human being, until he found an ancient grimoire of indescribable power. He stole it from a worksite and using translation programs, managed to decipher parts of it. Most of what he found scared him. He came across ancient, dark gods like Nergal, shadowy evil things like The Anax, but there was a spell that mentioned a demon that caught his eye- Aka Manah. The demon supposedly lorded over dark thoughts, and Dagan’s had become ever darker since finding the tome. Trixie had left him as his personality shifted from a nice person to a male chauvinist. She did not know what happened to the man she had once hoped to marry. After being on his own, no one could stop his fall from grace. He erected the Erebus building, built a mafia empire, ran a cult dedicated to Aka Manah, and after cops arrested him, the state of New York found him guilty of an enormous list of crimes. The state executed him, even though the death penalty had been abolished from New York in 2007! The state felt his heinous offenses, warranted such punishment. They also did this as a deterrent for other people seeking such power. <<UnlockCharacter "Trixie">> <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Dagan <<TextStyle>> Dagan <<Name>> Dagan Erebus <<Type>> Undead (Phantom) <<Age>> 36 <<Origin>> Brooklyn, New York <<Abilities>> Incorporeality, possession <<Quote>> Look, doll, just relax, and let it happen! <<FirstAppearance>> Phantom <<Bio>> Once Dagan’s body died, his soul, which he had sworn to Aka Manah, floated into The Outer Darkness. Bound to the evil demon, his spirit could not fight against the pull, and he beheld the terrible red-skinned creature! However, his lackeys, Doc and Weasel, had been told what to do upon his death, and while he tried stalling for time, the two inept minions managed to summon Dagan back into the physical world! Aka Manah swore revenge on The Phantom! After returning to the Earth, Dagan went for the D.A. that had seen him arrested, tried, sentenced, and executed- Amelia Williams. He found her, and before the sun rose, Dagan insinuated his own spirit into hers. He slowly corrupted the hapless woman from the inside out, and when he finished, she was a shadow of her former self. She helped him build a new criminal empire and a cult devoted to him as a type of god. Dagan currently haunts the ruins of the church where Doc and Weasel first summoned him. However, he has lost his grimoire. Enraged and distrustful, Dagan had Doc and Weasel detained and tortured, but they both remained steadfast that the book had been locked inside a safe that was inside a larger one. Dagan finally acquiesced, and allowed the two to go after Doc mentioned a woman named ‘The Librarian’ had come to him, and told him to give her the book or she would take it from him because, ‘It no longer has an owner, for Dagan died.’ Erebus had a memory of the woman with glowing eyes, and he knew she managed to magically steal the tome. Amelia helps Dagan search for the book while bringing women to the church to be inducted into the Daganian slavery through his possession and mental corruption. These new cultists also constantly seek out the grimoire for their master, and Dagan will jump at any opportunity to get his prized possession back! <<audio "quote_dagan_5" play>> <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Doc <<TextStyle>> Doc <<Name>> Doc <<Subtitle>> Thomas Pratt <<Type>> Human <<Age>> 24 <<Origin>> Akron, Ohio <<Abilities>> Weak physical attacks <<Quote>> Shut up, Weasel! <<FirstAppearance>> Phantom <<Bio>> Thomas Pratt had a very decent childhood. He grew up in a wealthy family, graduated a year early with all honors, and started medical school right after. However, in medical school, he found out he could make a lot of money by stealing medications and selling them to other students. This earned him the nickname, ‘Doc’. In fact, by the time they expelled him, Doc had made his first million. After that, his family practically disowned him, but he had his sights on money, and he began to make his own drugs. His heroin, in particular, made him famous in the underground of Ohio, and when he came onto the scene in 2010, he made money hand over fist. What he was doing was adding other chemicals to the heroin to cause it to be far more potent. This made his ‘clients’ all the more willing to pay higher prices, however, by 2016, his heroin had resulted in thousands of deaths, to the point that his clients declined. Time passed and new plans formed. Doc ended up moving his operation to New York City. He found all new clients, and because of the corruption and size of the city, he managed to get his hands on many other things. Doc also set up a great front by having a fake medical clinic, and putting it at 42d Street in Manhattan. He met Weasel and Dagan, by happenstance, when Weasel happened to be buying pot from him. The two heard a woman screaming in the alley behind the false clinic. When they peep out, they saw a man raping a woman. She saw them and put out a hand begging them to help, but the man, whom was Dagan Erebus, told them that when he was done, she would fuck them both, if they would just keep quiet. The two looked hesitant to take up his offer, until Dagan grunted and growled how he owned the woman now. Instead of reaching her hand and crying for help, she began moaning and laughing, and Dagan slid out and dropped her onto the cold wet pavement. He casually pulled up his trousers, and buttoning a blazer walked over to Doc and Weasel. Doc wondered why he would let his victim go, but as Dagan walked towards them, the woman got to her feet, and nude from the waist down began walking towards the men as well. Dagan reached them first and said he always kept his word. That night Doc and Weasel had the woman repeatedly, and Dagan saw Doc’s little operation. He told the criminal that he could make the operation even large- making Doc richer. So, there between Eighth and 11th Avenues, Dagan paid people to act as lookouts, and before long Doc’s clinic was more of a fortress. To help further, Dagan bribed police, or simply corrupted the female cops, and took a cut of Doc’s profits. Dagan found Doc to be a trustworthy minion, and used him, occasionally, for odd jobs. He trusted Doc enough to entrust the grimoire to the man, and Doc brought Dagan back from the dead using it! <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Justine <<TextStyle>> Justine <<Name>> Justine Day <<Type>> Human <<Age>> 32 <<Origin>> St. Louis, Missouri <<Abilities>> None <<Quote>> I work at the Erebus Building! <<FirstAppearance>> Slugs <<Bio>> Justine Day was born in the Midwest in the state of Missouri. She was raised just outside the city of Saint Louis. She grew up with a normal life, and thought about going into education at one point, yet she ended up changing her major in college, and went into finance. Even though driving in big cities scared her, with her degree in hand, she moved to New York City, and planned to make a new life, though she is her mother’s girl, and she called her mom almost every day. She interviewed with Erebus Financial Services, and Dagan Erebus himself interviewed her. Though his motives for hiring her were sexist, she had scarcely began work when he was arrested! Justine could not believe her boss could have done the strange, dark things the television claimed he had, but it turned her on. She had always fantasized about mind control, and sometimes she was the slave and sometimes she was the mistress, but she got off on the idea of control, real control, not just physical bondage, but truly being owned. For some time after his arrest, she would see Dagan on the news and masturbate, imagining him enthralling her for some demonic cult. <<audio "quote_justine_3" play>> <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Marlena <<TextStyle>> Marlena <<Name>> Marlena Kress <<Type>> Human <<Age>> 37 <<Origin>> Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania <<Abilities>> None <<Quote>> I like structure, productivity, and undying commitment to our cause. <<FirstAppearance>> Slugs <<Bio>> Marlena has always been vindictive, conniving, and shrewd. Her wealthy parents put her through college, and she had barely graduated before being hired at a financial firm. It did not take her long to undermine everyone around her, and within two years, she ran the entire company. She eventually ran two companies after a merger, and life seemed to be going up- until the Great Recession hit the United States. Her company buckled, and though she got hers, her employees lost everything, even their retirements. Dagan Erebus had only come onto the scene at the time, and she applied. During their interaction, she could see he was a slime ball, but she told him that under her rule, he would only see a return on investment, and that she would look the other way on anything else he wanted to do with or to the employees. Dagan put her to work, and she stayed true to her word. Marlena ignored any sexual assault allegations, and would often bring troubling employees directly to Dagan. She did not know his secret, but he always managed to turn feisty women’s attitudes around. In fact, Dagan only hired women, and it was not until after his incarceration, she stepped in and taking over the entire financial firm, finally hired some male workers. Marlena rules with an iron fist, and no one means more to her- than herself. <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Nergal <<TextStyle>> Nergal <<Name>> Nergal <<Type>> God (Babylonian) <<Age>> Unknown <<Origin>> Outer Darkness <<Abilities>> Possession, corruption, immense physical and mental attacks <<Quote>> I am the swollen corpse that bursts in the hot sun, and you are the carrion bird that feasts upon my bountiful flesh! <<FirstAppearance>> Cult <<Bio>> As with all other deities and spirits, Nergal came to be when the Babylonians first saw the concepts of war, pestilence, and death. The corruption and destruction they witness formed an entity that exuded and represented these very things. In some dimension of the Outer Darkness, Nergal looked at humankind through its countless eyes. From the time of Babylon, Nergal has sought a bride. She is a concept that has almost existed more than once. This vessel would be the culmination of Nergal’s corruption to give him existence. In ancient Babylon, his cult often fought with other cults like those of the moon goddess, Sin, or the god Marduk. However, at some point, Nergal’s servants managed to summon him into the physical world. The god is so large though that he fills an entire dimension, and thus, he could not remain on Earth. However, Nergal gave his ‘blessing’ to his present followers. These men and women became corrupted and unliving. Their bodies would not die, black ooze ran through their veins, and the odor they excreted is said to have made mortals wretch. This corruption was a spiritual virus, and it warped the very essence of a human as much as it twisted the body, making them slaves to Nergal forever. Any physical contact could pass the disease onward, though the further from the source (Nergal) the less the effects. However, this is where Ereshkigal comes into play. Nergal needed to be birthed into the world, so that his form could grow around the entire Earth absorbing all life into pestilent corruption. His high priest that summoned him gave his wife, Ereshkigal, to the god and they both became Nergal’s most corrupted and mutated servants. It is said that for forty days and nights, the two copulated non-stop until, as taken from the Great Grimoire, ‘rivers of foul discharge (demon cum) flowed down the very steps of Nergal’s temple. All who drank of the ejaculate became soulless, cruel versions of themselves, and with unholy lust passed the curse on to others whether willingly or not’. After so much semen filled the woman’s womb, she became pregnant with Nergal himself. Thus, he used her womb as a portal, and she would birth a tumor of eyes and tentacles that would then grow across the world like a cancer. However, history shows that Cyprus invaded the Babylonian Empire at that very time. Cyprus had already fallen under the power of the serpent god, Ophion, and as humans fled from Babylon away from Nergal’s corruption, they found themselves bitten and changed into snake people. In turn, they marched with their new masters to conquer Babylon. The two armies fought a titanic war. Once a god enslaves a mortal’s soul, such a thing cannot be unmade, and thus, both armies were immune to the powers of the other. Reptile people and corrupted zombies fought without fear or rules, and in the end, the more numerous armies from Cyprus won. They attacked the temple, just as Ereshkigal was about to give birth, and slew her, killing Nergal’s avatar while in her womb. Then the snake people burned her body and collapsed the temple on top of it. So, Nergal’s greatest chance at conquering the world had been crushed… or has it? Time has no relevance to a god, and Nergal eagerly awaits another chance at claiming the Earth, and all life, for himself! <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Trixie <<TextStyle>> Trixie <<Name>> Trixie Goodwin <<Type>> Human <<Age>> 28 <<Origin>> Brooklyn, New York <<Abilities>> None <<Quote>> Silly Giggler, Trix isn't for you... no, really, I'm not! <<FirstAppearance>> Giggle <<Bio>> The ex-fiancée of the infamous Dagan Erebus, Trixie is a happy, good-natured jokester. Trix is often quick with wit and always happy to make someone smile! She worked very hard in college to become a registered nurse, and landed a great job at New York Presbyterian, working the night shifts. After a few years, she definitely has a handle on her profession. She can juggle several tasks with ease, and she has a deep empathy for her patients making her a favorite among them. She was once engaged, only a few years ago, to Dagan Erebus. At the time, he was a construction worker, and the pair laughed and joked together. Though she had no idea at the time, he had found an ancient grimoire (the Great Grimoire or Codex Gigas), and the foulness of the book warped him. Whereas before the pair laughed together, now she often went to bed alone and crying. Trixie worried he was on drugs, and often told him to seek counseling, but he scoffed. Eventually he became so self-centered and cruel that, heartbroken, Trix called off the wedding, and the pair went their separate ways. A few months ago, the police arrested Dagan Erebus, and Trixie could not believe her eyes! As she stared at the television, and the news, especially Maria Esposito with WABC 7 Eyewitness News, released details of the trial, publicizing the strange and impossible facts of the case. Trix learned that Dagan had led some type of demonic cult. He had raped more than a hundred women, and though the nightly legal pundits would argue the validity of the claims- Dagan apparently used magic to enslave them to his will! This was not the man Trixie loved at all! He changed into a corrupt and cruel version of himself. He even led a criminal syndicate! Finally, grieving, Trixie stopped watching and focused on her career. Yet, recently, she had been having dreams of Dagan somehow possessing her. She saw herself twisted, like the women in the news story, and when she saw the state executed Dagan Erebus only two weeks ago, the dreams about him have grown only stronger. As if this bizarre occurrence was not enough for the happy woman to contend with, The Giggler assaulted New York City, and they transported his victims to her hospital. Now, Doctor Hannah Weston charged Trixie with protecting a special serum from The Giggler, himself! Can Trixie survive the Giggle Night? <<audio "quote_trixie_2" play>> <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Weasel <<TextStyle>> Weasel <<Name>> Weasel <<Subtitle>> Timothy Barclay <<Type>> Human <<Age>> 22 <<Origin>> Dawson City, Canada <<Abilities>> Weak physical attacks <<Quote>> D-d-d-oc... do you see... see that? <<FirstAppearance>> Phantom <<Bio>> Tim was born in Canada, and lived a normal life. He grew up in a small town and was never known for his intelligence. What he was, however, known for his ability to get away with anything he wanted. He started with deception as a child, and often blamed siblings for mistakes he made. Once he mastered the art of tricking his parents, in his teens, he often stole from stores. If security managed to catch him, he would talk his way out of it, or more often, he managed to escape the pursuers. In the less savory places in town, they called him Weasel, and by adulthood, no one in the small town had any trust for him. Weasel moved to the United States, and never imagined he would end up part of a huge criminal syndicate. He did not do much in way of drugs, though he occasionally smoked pot to get high or help him sleep. He just happened to be at Doc’s one night buying marijuana when the two heard commotion in the alley. Doc did not want to get involved, but curiosity piqued in Weasel, and the two investigated. They found Dagan Erebus raping a woman and she pleaded for help. In that moment, Weasel’s lifelong rape fantasies were played out right in front of him. He had never acted on them, but seeing this happening made him hard almost instantly. Dagan offered the two sloppy seconds if they would not intervene, and though Doc, a terrible drug dealer, actually almost stopped Dagan, Weasel managed to talk him out of it. Weasel watched amazed as Dagan walked away from his victim, and she rose to her feet. Instead of screaming and running, she fingered herself and walked towards the boys. He and Doc used the woman all night, and Weasel had never even had that much sex in his life. When Dagan offered to take the two on board, Weasel jumped at the chance. Occasionally, Dagan had his cursed victims visit Weasel, to keep the kid loyal, and it worked. Weasel is really a wimp, but he makes a good lookout, and has managed to elude police on many occasions working as a carrier for Dagan. <</DefineCharacter>> <<DefineCharacter>> <<Key>> Librarian <<TextStyle>> Librarian <<Name>> Hypatia of Alexandria <<ListName>> Librarian, The <<UnlockName>> The Librarian <<Type>> Unknown <<Age>> 1637 <<Origin>> Unknown (until another novel) <<Abilities>> Immense magical attacks, extensive knowledge <<Quote>> You should give me the book while you still can, Mr. Erebus. It is not too late. <<FirstAppearance>> Phantom <<Bio>> The Librarian looks after the Dimension of Knowledge- a place that stores all the knowledge of humanity. Anything ever written in any form becomes a book inside the Library. There, she guards the place, and when its door becomes visible to a mortal, she greets them. She has read every book in that place, possibly making her stronger than gods, for no god has such knowledge of good and evil- and more. Yet, she can also tell fate with but a glance. Thus, she always ensures the right book goes to the right mortal. It had been speculated that she could not leave that dimension and walk the Earth, but her pursuit of Dagan proved that she holds the knowledge and power to do so. Yet, she will not or cannot directly intervene in the affairs of mortal nor take away their free will. Therefore, for example, the Librarian approached Dagan about the Great Grimoire, but did not take it from him. Presumably, she has the power to do so, yet always waits until a book no longer has an owner before, somehow, whisking the book to her dimension. <</DefineCharacter>>

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