Interlude – The Demon Who Gives Generously

The cock that tore through the flesh immediately began preparing for implantation. A thin, long something protruding from the tip of the glans entered the uterus and settled in. It was quite a grotesque sight. The difference in physique made it even more prominent.

I don’t have time, so I’ll proceed quickly. Bestiality isn’t a pretty sight for others to see, and if I drag this out, I’ll surely get bored again. Besides, the pig waits over thirty minutes after inserting its penis into the female’s uterus to ejaculate.

• Ttak!

‘Get excited.’

I’m going to speed that up a bit.

“Kkuiiiiiiiik――!!”

“Hyaeuuuuge――?!”

The pig howls. The people admire the resounding sound. A small girl crushed under a large body. It was clearly an indecent sight to behold, but the eyes of both men and women were drawn to it.

“Eubeub, gueue, eeehk…”

Plüton, lying face down, vomited from the pressure crushing her stomach. The disgusting pigsty smell, as well as the pig’s determination to impregnate her, aroused a primal sense of disgust. She belatedly regretted it and struggled, but was only crushed by the overwhelming weight difference.

“Eungeut, heueeung…”

“Kkui, buhii――!!”

And the hastened ejaculation begins.

• Bureureureut…!!

It is common knowledge among humans that pigs have an overwhelmingly large ejaculation volume compared to other animals. It seemed to apply without exception in this world as well. The pig’s cock tore through the vaginal wall and poured semen directly into the uterus.

“Hi, hikeuk, kkeuk.”

And not just any pig, but an enhanced pig created by my hand. Its ejaculation volume was hundreds of times greater than that of a normal pig. Plüton gasped for air and choked. She couldn’t breathe. The semen flooding her pussy expanded her uterus, crushing her internal organs. Her skin stretched and blood vessels bulged.

“This is quite a spectacle!”

“Where else would you see such a sight?”

Soon, Plüton’s belly swelled like that of a pregnant woman.

“Eubeub, eue, uueeehk….”

Eventually, she couldn’t hold it in and vomited. But since she hadn’t eaten anything, only a thin liquid came out. She convulsed, her eyes rolling back as the swollen belly crushed against the floor.

“Kkuiiik….”

The pig, satisfied with the early ejaculation, pulled out its cock. Ppong, the cock being pulled out. But despite pouring in so much semen, not a single drop fell. This was because the vaginal fluid was viscous, preventing the semen from escaping.

“Euk, ugeup….”

Another faint.

Plüton fainted in a vulgar pose with her buttocks raised. Her pregnant-like belly lifted her waist, causing her legs to float in the air.

‘Wake up.’

I wasn’t going to leave her alone. I sent another electric shock to awaken her.

• Pajijik!

“Heugiiii――?!”

She spurted blood from her nose and opened her eyes. Plüton lifted her head, her face buried in vomit. Humans surrounding her. A belly swollen with pig semen. It was all terribly real. She convulsed and cried at the unchanging reality.

“Eu, eu,… Je, jebaa… Sa, saryeoju, he, heyeo…”

She was exhausted now. Her body and mind were broken. She had no strength to obey orders and slumped down. It was difficult to move because of her swollen belly. She had already mated with a pig, what more could she do here? The fear and despair that had exceeded her limits turned into resignation.

“No, noryero sa, sal geyeo. Si, sikineun geo. Meodeunji, ha, hateunikkaa…”

Still.

In a corner of Plüton’s heart, there was a very small hope. Having gone this far, they would at least spare her life. She would live a life worse than a human. She had already lived as a slave for two hundred years. It would be okay even if she was treated worse than that.

However, what she didn’t consider was.

“Now, I will carry out the execution――!!”

That the hatred towards demons was beyond common sense.

• Cheolkeok.

The humans surrounding her quickly scattered, and the soldiers who approached put a chain around her neck. Plüton let out a faint breath with a dazed expression. A look that seemed to ask if they were really going to do this. But unlike her expectations, what came back was a rough hand.

“Come here!”

“Kkeuk――?!”

As the leash was pulled, she was dragged away powerlessly. She didn’t even have the strength to crawl, so she moved as if being dragged. Her already damaged body became even more of a mess. Her muscles were scraped against the floor to the point where they were visible, and she was scratched by a protruding nail while going up to the platform, tearing her skin.

“A, a, a. Je, jeba. Jebaa…”

Plüton repeated the same words like a broken doll. Extreme fear to the point where the ends of her hair turned white. She trembled, experiencing hyperventilation and difficulty breathing.

The guillotine she arrived at.

Made her realize the approaching death for sure.

“Si, sikineun geo meo, meodeuji, ha, hageyo, hageseumnida. Geu, geurigo. Geurigo…”

She spat out anything to live. But her brain, dulled by the long days of sexual slavery, couldn’t find the right words. She only repeated the same words and had a seizure.

The executioner, feeling disgusted by Plüton’s appearance, pressed her head down to kneel and kicked her to the ground.

“Kkeuk!”

“Shut up and prepare to die, you disgusting demon.”

• Cheolkeong!

The shackles were separated and her neck was placed inside. Plüton screamed and struggled, but the executioner lowered the shackles and locked them without any mercy. Only her small head was sticking out of the round hole. The slanted blade was preparing to cut her neck from above.

“Je, jebaa! Ha, hakkeye! Dwae, dwaejirang, tto, tto hal teunikkaa!”

Plüton cried out desperately. But people only chuckled and no one reached out. Rather, they laughed and talked whenever she shouted like this.

―The demon who tormented the North is finally leaving. As expected of the Astra.

―Look at those wings spread out magnificently. Isn’t that an Angel?

She couldn’t move easily because of her belly swollen with semen. Plüton despaired at the fact that she was dying in such a miserable state. It would have been less painful to die if she had been used as livestock feed or burned to death like the other slaves. To have lived desperately for two hundred years, only to face such a death.

Still, still…

…If I die.

I’ll be comfortable, right?

“A, a….”

At that moment.

A clear bell rang through the square.

• Deeaeeng…!

A bell of exorcism to burn the demon’s soul.

A holy relic to deal with Plüton, who kept coming back to life.

“A, a? A, heu, higiiiiik――?!”

The bell shook Plüton’s soul. Plüton, whose body was that of a strong demon, who had survived the humiliation that would have killed a human a hundred times over. She vomited blood and cried out just from hearing the bell once.

“A, a, geumaaan――!!”

The annihilation of existence.

She felt a fear greater than death. The fact that the cycle of reincarnation was broken and she could not return to the embrace of God―came to her more vividly than ever. Because she had been thoroughly modified to have a human heart for two hundred years, she knew how frightening and desperate the disconnection from God was.

‘Even death can’t be comfortable.’

• Deeaeeng…!

“Eu, a, je, jebaa―…”

Her pupils became blurry. It meant that her soul was on the verge of being shattered. Plüton lowered her head, crying sadly. Why, why are you doing this to me? She cries out, unaware that she was a demon who massacred thousands of people.

And at that very moment.

• Tuduk!

The executioner cut the rope that was holding the blade.

“A, a――.”

Kagagagak!! The blade came down, scraping against the wooden plank. It fell, making a sharp metallic sound that pierced the ears. Towards the demon below, who was spurting blood from her nose with a hazy face――

―Seogeok.

“――Eheuk.”

With a short death cry, her head rolled off. The wriggling blood vessels were constantly spitting out blood, and thin vomit poured out from the separated esophagus, pyut. Plüton stuck out her tongue with her mouth puckered, dripping blood from her nose. Even the moment of her death was ugly and ridiculous.

‘…?’

However, her pupils trembled slightly.

‘…I see.’

Perhaps because she was a demon who handled souls, she didn’t die easily.

Well… that didn’t mean she would be resurrected. Her soul was shattered and her neck was cut off. Even I couldn’t survive that. It just meant that she could recognize this situation for a few seconds.

“””Waaaaaaaah――――!!!!!!”””

Humans cheering for her death.

She died so miserably, and even her soul was torn apart, unable to return to the embrace of God, facing the most terrible death.

The humans.

Were laughing, cheering――

“….”

• Pik.

The vitality in her pupils disappeared.

‘It’s over.’

It was really over.

An ending where she was used as a toy by humans for a long time, and then her neck was cut off while clutching a belly swollen with pig semen.

The great demon who set up camp in the North and massacred hundreds, thousands of people.

It was Plüton’s end.

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It couldn’t end with an execution.

Cherenel wasn’t the only territory that suffered. Northerners who heard the news of Plüton’s execution gathered in Cherenel. The problem, if it could be called that, was that the people who came here unanimously requested to see Plüton. The lord had no choice but to process Plüton’s corpse in order to attract people.

The temple was furious at the idea of using a demon, who should have been buried and forgotten, as an exhibit, but they gave permission when they were told that it would show the power of the Astra and the Holy See.

[Demon of Incineration Plüton – Do Not Touch]

Thus, a huge glass case was erected.

A sign posted a step away warned not to touch it.

“My house burned down because of this bitch. Fucking hell.”

“I lost two cousins. Damn demon.”

―Tweh.

The spit that was spat flew towards the glass case.

Inside the glass case.

Was Plüton’s corpse, with her body and head separated.

“She died so stupidly.”

“Oh my, look at her sticking out her tongue. I’d rather kill myself than die like that.”

But.

“Is she really dead…?”

She didn’t look like a corpse at all. It was a rare sight in the North, where corpses decomposed quickly. Even though her neck was cut off. Plüton’s body was very fresh even after several days. Even the truly ridiculous expression of rounding her mouth and sticking out her tongue was the same.

Preservation magic.

The temple preserved the corpse with divine power and displayed it in the street.

Thanks to this, they could feel the vitality of the moment before the execution. Even the pig semen filling her belly was preserved, so her swollen belly was still there.

And above all.

“Shall we see how she died?”

A crystal ball placed next to the glass case.

Plüton’s execution process was all recorded and made public to the masses. Being surrounded by the public and suffering all kinds of humiliation, and even mating with a pig at the end, were all recorded and became a minor source of laughter.

Before long, Cherenel Square became a famous place that any clergyman would visit at least once. This was because it was the only place where a demon had been captured and executed so cleanly. In addition, the execution process was so inhumane that it was also suitable for brainwashing education for clergymen.

“Uh, uh… Th, this is a bit…”

“――Gal!!”

“Hiiiik?!”

“There is no mercy to show to demons. Remember, Sister Terial. Thousands of our compatriots have died at the hands of that hateful demon.”

“Ye, yes!”

As I left the North, I thought.

Could it be that the illusion hasn’t ended?

‘The illusion of serving humans has ended, though.’

A laughing stock for the public.

A tourist attraction for the lord.

An excellent textbook for the clergy.

Really.

Even in death, Plüton’s service continued.