Author's Notes:

Finally, ladies and gentlemen, the sequel has arrived! Enjoy.

Also, clop from now on will be marked with *** at the beginning and the end.

It was a new day in the kingdom of demons. It was different from all other days that the demons spent in their prison, as the prison was no more. The stone ceiling of huge caverns that were their home was destroyed, and the morning sun shone brightly onto the ground for the first time in thousands of years, its rays piercing the morning air.

The stink from the previous day was gone, replaced by scents of a fresh after-rain air and, surprisingly, flowers. One of them have already grown in the window of Inanna's house. It was a simple red rose, and it was blooming, basking in the sunlight. The magic that kept this place a prison was released in the most wonderful way. As any energy, magic can't disappear into nothing. Influenced by feelings of hope and happiness, it went into creating the flora around previously barren lands.

Grass, flowers, bushes, and even trees appeared overnight, replacing the grayness of stone that reigned there for five thousand years. Lively conversations were heard as demons spent their time outside, discovering the world they were deprived of for a very long time. They lied in the sun, enjoying their time under the blue skies, wondering just how good everything turned out to be. Many artist were inspired by what they saw, and new songs, new paintings, new fiction were created, all in the name of nature.

As for the pair of a demon lord and a succubus, they were waking up from their relaxing slumber. Greeting each other after the sleep, the two sat up on their bed they shared for the night.

"There will be an official crowning ceremony held today, Andro." Inanna spoke, lifting Andromalius' helmet off of his head. "You needn't wear this thing." she looked at the middle-lengthy fiery mane that the stallion grew on his head and upper part of the back of his neck. "My, you look good without it." she levitated a brush and used it for his mane. "A little bit of care and this mess on your head will actually look pretty good. I'm surprised it grew so fast, and it looks really good on you."

The two sat in silence as Inanna brushed his red mane, straightening it out and making it look much better and more royal, fit for someone like him. He, for all intentions and purposes, became a ruler.

"I can feel your nervousness." the succubus chuckled. "Yeah, that's a big deal. You need to prepare a speech, too."

"Was the one I spoke yesterday not enough?" Andromalius asked.

"It certainly lacked professionalism." Inanna replied. "You know, it wasn't that good. You can do much better if you actually prepare it."

"You talk like you're some kind of a secretary to me." the hell stallion furrowed his brows.

"Well, I kinda am." Inanna laughed softly. "I mean, they did assign me to you. Why'd I contact you in the first place? I didn't really know much about you back then. I certainly do now, and I'm glad they brought us together in this wonderful way.

"So, the coronation is very important." she added. "You must look good for this. Looks aren't everything, of course, but you have to start with something, ya know?"

"I think I understand." Andromalius nodded. "I need to look and act my best. Not only today, but all the time. There is much to be done in this world to make it better, and I'm going to start here. I already have a plan of how to rebuild this city. It's layout is... chaotic, to say the least. I understand right that it is the capital?"

"Well, it is the biggest city here, and thus you can make it one." Inanna nodded her head in responce. "Besides, it has the best castle. Um, at least it's the least damaged one."

"This is a good start, then." the hell stallion replied positively, a smile appearing on his black lips. "Tell me, how much time is it before the ceremony begins?"

"About three hours, why?" Inanna asked, the corners of her lips turning up as she felt some of his thoughts that involved her rushing in his head. She liked the images they brought.

"We could use this time to get some of our tension relieved." he turned his head and nuzzled his lover. "If you are up for it..." he playfully added.

"Oh my, I have been waiting so long for these exact words!" Inanna giggled, placing a kiss on Andromalius' cheek. "Do you expect me to say 'No'? If so, you're so wrong..."

Andromalius and Inanna lied on the bed. The recently-brushed mane of the stallion became a mess as he passionately made out with his lover, not holding himself back. He kissed her on her cheeks, lips, both her horns, and neck. Inanna did the same to him, moaning along the way as she felt his tender lips on herself, brushing against her fur, his cool breath washing over her. She was thoroughly enjoying the time with Andromalius, not missing any of it. She basked in the pleasure, surrendering to it completely, feeding off of lust and love that Andromalius gave off towards the lusty succubus.

Giving her two long licks on her horns, Andromalius elicited loud moans from his lover, and proceeded to cut them off by deeply kissing her on the lips. He prodded her mouth with his forked tongue, and Inanna let him in without hesitation, completely surrendering to her lord. Their tongue wrestled for dominance, exploring both their mouthes. They passed over the sharp teeth of the hell stallion to the duller teeth of the succubus. Andromalius quickly overpowered her with his tongue, and then parted.

"Look who's... eager." Inanna giggled girlishly.

"You have seen none of it!" Andromalius proclaimed, starting to go down her body with a series of sloppy kisses. First, he planted a kiss on each her cheeks, then jawline, and then travelled down her neck, leaving his saliva on it, and then came to her chest. He nuzzled it passionately, and inhaled her scent. He buried his muzzle in her pale-gray fur, and sniffed again, making Inanna shudder at the sensation.

He continued his way down, past her belly, and to two small teats. He kissed both nipples, and proceeded suckle on them.

"Mmhhhh..." Inanna moaned, placing a hoof on his head, slightly pressing him to her crotch. "Oooh my... H-hah..."

He looked up at her with the fiery eyes of his, not stopping. He gently scraped her nipple with his teeth.

"Oh, fuck!" Inanna exclaimed, letting her head fall back. "Mhhh, that's so~ good!" she encouraged him to continue.

He smiled, and then proceeded to bite her other nipple. She shuddered hard, almost jumping in place as intense pleasure overpowered her, sending jolts of electricity through her body, making her legs buck slightly. He stopped, and raised his face. Inanna looked at him with plea in her eyes, when he suddenly grabbed her hips and pulled them up, resulting in her lower half hanging in the air as his muscular forelegs held her tightly. Then, the hell stallion moved his muzzle closer to her small opening just a little bit past her teats. Her vagina was winking, her love juices dripping down. He took a whiff, and the intoxicating smell of a very horny succubus filled his nose, making him shiver in the sensation. Without hesitation, Andromalius thrusted his long tongue inside her and started doing his job.

Inanna squirmed in pleasure, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as her lover used his forked tongue to do what no one else ever could. He licked everywhere he could, not passing the chance to hit her precious sweet spot once in a while, making her scream in bliss. He didn't care if those on the outside could hear the two.

Her vagina pulsated and winked against his tongue, and that drove him mad with desire. He used his magic to spread her love canal wider, and his tongue resumed it's hard work. Soon, Inanna was on the edge, constantly moaning. She bit her lower lip, and looked at Andromalius with lust-filled, half-lidded eyes. A rather cute and no less sexy sight he decided to memorize.

Suddenly, she exploded, her juices going into and over Andromalius' muzzle as she screamed in intense pleasure. He licked everything clean, making sure no drop of mare cum was wasted. Inanna's lower half quivered and shuddered as her orgasm died down. She panted with her mouth open, not taking her eyes off of Andromalius as her legs shook from the recent orgasm she experienced.

"Yesss..." Inanna whispered, stunned by the amazing work the hell stallion has just done with her body. "I suppose... I suppose I should return the favor, shouldn't I? Oooh..."

Not saying a word, Andromalius nodded, his stiff erection twitching in anticipation of things to come.

The succubus took position on the bed, letting her head rest at its edge as the rest of her body remained completely on the bed.

"Use me, my lord." Inanna pleaded. "Use me." she opened her mouth wide, showing her yet clean maw.

Andromalius obliged, getting onto the floor. He turned, and put his front hooves on the bed near her hind legs, letting his dick sway before Inanna's hungry, lascivious muzzle, expressing her overt desire to be fucked, and fucked hard. He moved forward, the broad tip of his rod pressed against her tongue. Not letting the chance pass, the succubus started licking the head, eliciting grunts of pleasure from her lover.

The hell stallion groaned, and pushed, and Inanna found her throat being filled by his thick shaft. Soon, two-thirds of his dick disappeared in her mouth and throat, forming a noticeable bulge on her neck. Inanna moaned around his dick, the vibrations making him feel even better as he grunted in pleasure.

With a loud groan of lust, he pushed forward, going balls-deep into her, his big orbs slapping against her muzzle as he hilted. Then, he began to establish the rhythm as he pulled out and went back in. Using her throat as a cock-sleeve, he didn't hesitate to hold his meat inside for quite some time, enjoying the wet warmth and tightness of her throat as it tried to milk him of all he had to spend. The sensation sent shivers down his spine, making him buckle his hips, trying to get even deeper than he already was.

Soon, he found a steady rhythm to go with. He pulled out and pushed back in, a part of his shaft always inside her. He watched as the bulge on her throat became bigger, smaller, and then returned to big as he thrusted back and forth. This sight drove him crazy with lust.

"Aaanggh!" he groaned as he felt the end growing closer and closer with each thrust, the tightness becoming more and more unbearable with each second. His pace increased, he fucked her harder and harder, enjoining the noises that she made while being throat-fucked.

He shuddered, and hilted, his dick pulsating as semen rushed into Inanna's throat, filling it. There was so much cum it went back to her mouth and leaked around her lover's cock, dripping onto the bed. After a few long moments of orgasm, the stallion pulled out his dick, which had been by then covered in her spit and some of his cum. He took a few steps back, and looked at Inanna. Her mouth was full with his sticky white semen. She closed her mouth and swallowed, cum traveling down her throat. Licking her mouth, she looked at Andromalius.

"Mmhh..." she moaned. "You had a lot..." she grinned at him, rolling onto her belly. "Now, finish what you started." she giggled, letting her hind legs fall off the bed. She lifted her long leathery tail for Andromalius to see her pussy dripping her love juices, ready to be fucked.

Andromalius put his forelegs back on the bed, and aligned his yet stiff dick with her opening.

"My, I'm always surprised you can go twice in a row without any sort of a rest..." Inanna said. "And I love it." she slapped his flank with her tail. "Do it, my love~."

"I will do you." Andromalius said, and then pushed, his dick going inside her nethers. Without holding back, he started thrusting in and out in a steady rhythm, letting all of his length travel back and forth as he fucked her.

Inanna moaned under him, looking back at him. To contain her screams of pleasure, she bit her lower lip almost hard enough to draw blood. But the slight pain turned her on even more. She gave into her nature, and enjoyed every second of being fucked hard by her lover, Andromalius.

"Oh! I love— Unf! you so— Ah! much!" she said through the veil of pleasure that engulfed her.

"Mhh... I love you, nggh, too." Andromalius replied, leaning forward to bite her ear. He gently nibbled on it, earning a gasp from his lover. Using that additional stimulation, he started thrusting more frequently, his second orgasm growing closer.

His thrust grew erratic as he felt another release building up inside him. When the sensation became unbearable, he clenched his teeth and yet continued to hammer her steadily. He wanted to be sure Inanna came before him. The sensation quickly became slightly painful, and yet the hell stallion didn't stop.

Inanna suddenly came, expressing her intense pleasure in a wild scream, raising her muzzle in the air. Her love canal squeezed Andromalius' shaft tightly, milking it of cum. With one final grunt, he pushed forward, and came deep inside her, painting her inner walls white. He pushed so hard he made Inanna bury her face in the bedsheets, her ass raised above the bed. She moaned, feeling as their combined love juices leaked and streamed down the inner sides of her hind legs.

The two collapsed on the bed without a word spoken, and lied there for some time, just looking into each-other's eyes, content with what they've just done, enjoying the afterglow.

"So, what is this ceremony exactly?" Andromalius asked as the two walked through the streets of the city to the castle, which was located near the center of the city. Its tallest tower could be seen from his position.

"Well, it lasts up until the evening. You will be given a crown, some royal clothes, and then you will review the Book of Laws. The Pit Lords managed to put everything in there, although it's still a mess. Though, the book's not too big, as far as I know." Inanna replied.

They were walking through the streets of the city. Its citizens bowed to Andromalius as he passed, stopping whatever they were doing in favor of greeting their new lord. In truth, it made him quite uncomfortable. Even if he knew royalty is to be treated as such, he was first and foremost a common man, or so he thought of himself.

"Dear citizens," he addressed them. "You don't need to bow to me. I understand you express respect to me, and I'm grateful for it. However, just a courteous and polite nod of acknowledgement is enough. You have much more important things to do than greeting me."

The demons looked a bit surprised, but complied, returning to whatever they were doing before seeing their lord. So, the city returned to its usual life, diverting its attention towards more important matters.

Unlike yesterday, the city was filled with green life: trees, bushes, grass, and flowers filled the city. Its denizens have changed as well: they were just as colorful as ponies of Equestria. They were discussing their recent change.

"...I think it's much better now. That... What's it called? Rain? Yeah, that made eveything better. Just look at my fur! I'm so tired of gray, and now I discover that my fur is actually blue!" a succubus said to another excitedly. "My, what a sexy color!"

"...Damn, why am I pink?" a minotaur was sitting on a bench, a sad look on his face. "Pink... That's not what I want! Everyone will laugh at me..."

"I absolutely love these flowers!" an incubus said, placing one in his own mane.

"Colors, colors... I never knew so many colors exist!" another succubus said in fascination of vast variety of colorful flora spread across the land.

On a side note, Andromalius also noticed that almost everyone bore at least one weapon. A sword, a dagger, a small or big crossbow, just a bow, an axe, or some other kind of weaponry. He took a note of it, proceeding to look around some more.

He took notice of just how happy the demons looked, smiles were everywhere he glanced at. The change did good to them.

"...So," Andromalius spoke to Inanna. "This means there's a lot of work for me, right?" he asked, and received a nod. "Well, it's time I focus on rebuilding this country. I hope I won't be alone here."

"No, some hippogriffs and minotaurs volunteered to help you with that."

"Hippogriffs and minotaurs?" the hell stallion raised a brow.

"Pit Lord is a title, not the name of the species. They're still a mix between griffons and ponies... technically. Minotaurs are still minotaurs. The word 'devil' is used to intimidate the enemies, and isn't official." Inanna explained. "Sorry, should've explained it before you became a ruler. I suppose I forgot..." she blushed in embarrassment.

"I understand." Andromalius nodded.

The two passed a marketplace on their way. Various goods were being traded there: weapons and armor, food, clothes, household items — pretty much everything that could be made. Even early in the morning, there was already a crowd at the stalls, observing, buying, selling, and most importantly — advertising their goods.

"Come here and witness the mastery of Achilles! He sells the best armor a warrior could ever desire!" a young-looking minotaur spoke by the stall of an old-looking minotaur. Various pieces of armor lied in an organized pattern on the stall. Most of it was gambesons and arketons, some of them additionally protected by steel plates at most vital points. There was also a highly-priced set of full plate armor. The sunlight reflected off of its polished surface, making it look much more appealing.

"Fresh imp meat! Fried, stewed, bloody! Bones and various items made of them! Finest quality!" a hippogriff called from another stall, and true to her words, cooked and raw meet hanged from the hooks behind her, various souvenirs of bone,lied on the showcase.

"The best things for everyday use, here! Buy them, and they will serve you long! Even your grandchildren will be able to use those! Here, you will find only quality!" an incubus called from his stall, on which a lot of different tableware and utensils lied in an erratic pattern, most of them made of bone while only a few were made of actual metal and none were made of wood. There were also instruments, even some small furniture.

"If I didn't know this city was isolated from the outside world for millennia, I'd think it's just like any other city." Andromalius spoke his mind. "Things don't seem to be so bad, actually."

"Life never stops, Andro." Inanna said. "There are trade routes all throughout the kingdom. Demons produce stuff, sell stuff they have a lot of, buy stuff they can't make. We can maybe trade with other countries one day."

"Never knew you know economics." Andromalius remarked.

"Nah, I'm not an economist nor politician nor whatever." Inanna shook her head dismissively. "Coping with that stuff on everyday basis... Nope, not gonna happen." she stated firmly. "But I'm not that stupid to ignore the obvious."

"So... What should I do with you, then? Will I be just a Lord or do I get a... Lordess?" the stallion asked.

"The correct word you're searching for is 'the Lady'. With the prefix." Inanna laughed softly. "My, you still have a lot to learn... To answer your question, I don't want to be a public person. I let you handle things for me, big guy." she winked, and then brought her mouth to his ear, and whispered, "That is why I'm submissive, dear."

"Alright, then." Andromalius smirked. "I need to learn. I hope you'll be my teacher. If I don't like how you teach, I will be able to punish you for it..."

"Oh ho ho, you're into roleplay. I like that~." Inanna sultry grinned at her lover. "But let's wait until the ceremony is over or I'll probably ruin your mane again. It's so unruly..." she winked.

***

The two reached the middle of the city. There, a big lake of lava was situated with an island in its center. The island hosted a great castle, to which a stone bridge led.

"Well, here we separate." Inanna said to Andromalius. "I'll go get myself prepared for the coronation."

"Can't you come with me?" the demon lord asked.

"I don't think so. First of all, it's your day and your day only." Inanna smiled. "Second, I am no noble to be present in the castle. But if you get me a room there, I'll certainly move in."

"I suppose so." Andromalius smiled back. "Well, see you soon, then."

After the two parted, Andromalius went his way across the bridge. He came to an extended drawbridge, and two fully-armored minotaur guards that stood on its other end saluted and gestured for him to enter. The hell stallion nodded, and entered the gatehouse. The gatehouse was a big building, flanked by two round twin towers, and had a pair of hard and heavy wooden doors at each end. Demon lord's gaze shifted towards the ceiling and he noticed a few holes in it, obviously made artificially and purposefully.

After passing the second pair of heavy doors, Andromalius came to a small and empty yard, surrounded by walls. He could see arrow loops in the twin towers and the side walls. At the other end of the yard, another gatehouse stood. Unlike the first one, it didn't have towers flanking it but was still the same purpose and design-wise.

Finally, after coming through the second gatehouse, the hell stallion found himself in the lower ward. It was rather big and hosted barracks, training ground, a couple of storage houses, each had defenses atop of them. The walls surrounding the ward had inwards facing battlements, and guards could be seen on the walls, patrolling it and looking out for any danger. There was also a patrol in the ward as well. Each patrol had four units, and all of them were incubi. Minotaur guards stood at all entrances and exits. They wore full plate armor and bore halberds as their main weapon and arming sword as secondary, having it sheathed on their belts.

The lower ward was separated from the rest of the castle by yet another gatehouse. The guards directed Andromalius to it, and he continued his little trip to the castle keep. He admired the security of the castle, noting various great decisions that were made in order to provide the capability of not only repelling an attack from the outside but from the inside as well. The castle was by all mean impregnable and highly secure.

Coming through the last gatehouse, Andromalius came to the higher ward. It was even smaller, having only the blacksmith and a few storage houses in it. Finally, there was an elevated stairway into the keep, where the demon lord intended on going. He went up a flight of stairs and then passed a small drawbridge, finally coming to sturdy wooden doors. The guards at the doors opened them for him, letting him enter the keep.

He entered a great hall. It was rather dimly lit with chandeliers hanging from the ceilings and candles on the walls, and no windows whatsoever. Unlike the outside of the castle, the hall was richly decorated with gothic elements, including masterfully-done stonework that adorned every arch and column, beautiful patterns carved into them. Walls of the hall weren't gray as many would've expected, they were decorated with colorful patterns and paintings, depicting landscapes and events of castle's history. The demon lord was so fascinated by the decorations that he didn't notice a figure coming to him from the side.

Andromalius was greeted by an incubus. He had white fur and slicked back black mane, and his eyes were red with the sclera being black. He was dressed in a classical butler suit of dark-red coloration.

"Welcome to the Royal Keep, my lord." he bowed before Andromalius. "My name is Nebet, and I will be your guide. Please, follow me."

***

"This is the throne room, my lord." Nebet said as the two reached the second floor. "This is the initial place of your coronation and the place from which you will dictate your word and law."

The throne room wasn't too big but was rather high. Near the back wall, in front of the exit, a big throne stood, and behind it a wide window was situated, letting the light in. The light cast peculiar shadows from the throne and the supporting pillars. In front of each pillar, facing the exit, heavily-armored minotaurs stood in the shadows, each having a halberd. The guards were almost unnoticeable, especially by an untrained eye. They were standing like statues, guarding the throne room and their ruler with unquestioning loyalty, ready to die to protect their lord.

"The Pit Lords arrive in about fifteen minutes, my lord." Nebet said. "What would you like to have or do? Or, perhaps you have some questions first?"

"Why is this room so poorly decorated in comparison to the hall?" he asked.

"It is an ancient tradition of this castle, my lord." the butler said. "The new owner of the keep must decorate the throne room themselves and to his or her own liking. We could begin shortly, if you please."

"No, I suppose it could wait for later." Andromalius replied. "And what is on the other floors?

"On the very top, your personal bedchambers are situated, as well as your personal study, office, and bathroom. Between the throne room and your bedchambers, guest rooms, storage rooms, and current commander's office takes place. In the left wing of the castle you may find the staff. In the right wing of the castle you may find the dining hall and the kitchen. Down in the basement, there is a dungeon. Currently, it's empty. There is also a back door. However, it is covered in debris. It will be cleared soon."

"Interesting layout..." Andromalius noted.

"Anything else you'd like for me to do?"

For a few moments, the demon lord was silent in thought.

"I don't think I have anything at the moment, thank you." Andromalius replied. "Though, I'd like to see the premises in detail if it's not a problem. Also, you should tell me more about the coronation process."

"Not a problem at all, my lord." the butler shook his head slightly. "Please, follow me. And let me note that we planned on making you a suitable outfit." he glanced at Andromalius. "But, considering how your body is structured, it's impossible to make something that will fit you."

"It's not a big problem." Andromalius replied. "I guess my look is royal enough as it is."

"I can't disagree, my lord."

***

Some time later, the five Pit Lords arrived, including Beledal. Andromalius sat on his throne as they entered the throne room, quick to bow to their true lord. Two of them were red, one was black, another one ash-white, and the two others stone-gray. None but Beledal was scarred, though.

"Greetings, sir Andromalius." Beledal stepped forward, his armor clanking slightly. It was polished to perfection and no longer featured any skulls. "You have finally arrived. And now, it is time you take what is rightfully yours to bear."

A spiky crown was handed to Beledal by others, along with a book. The crown had five spikes, the front one being larger and wider than the other and had a hexagonal ruby in its base. The book was plain black with a few words on the cover: Book of Laws

"Today, you are officially becoming the ruler of the Demons." he spoke, walking closer to the hell stallion. "Now, stand up to claim your power."

Andromalius complied, standing up from his throne. Beledal walked even closer, and the hell stallion lowered his head. The crown was placed atop it.

"With this crown and this book, you are given the absolute power over us. You have proven yourself worthy by completing the impossible, and now you have the full right to be our leader." Beledal said. "We, the Advisors Council, now serve you and only you." he stood on his knee and bowed, and the other pit lords followed. "We lay down our titles as Pit Lords, as there is no true Lord but you. We are now the Advisors, and we shall be able to help you make this country greater than it ever was." he stood up. "Follow me to see your subjects. They are impatient to see you in all your glory. Present them your new flag and the name of the country. Remember to put your personal symbol on the flag, as per our tradition."

Andromalius nodded, and followed the demon hippogriff. The ruby in the crown and the alicorn amulet were glowing red in unison, expressing his great power.

***

Andromalius came to a small door on the highest floor.

"This is your time, my lord." Beledal said. "Go."

The hell stallion nodded, and opened the door. He stepped onto the balcony that was turned to the city. He looked down and saw thousands upon thousands of demons, looking at him silently with anticipation. Andromalius surveyed the crowd before he began to speak. The speech he prepared inside his head was being spoken.

"Dear citizens!" his amplified voice boomed across the valley. "Hear me, Andromalius! I am now your ruler, and I will make this country greater than ever before! Educational, and recreational establishments will be built, great factories will be raised, trade routes will be established, and our country will return to the world in its fullest! We shall push the progress forward, we shall move this world forward!

"We all thrive towards achieving our happiness. And we are the ones that can make it come true! We shall build a country that will have all the opportunities in the world to achieve whatever we desire, to build strong, unbreakable unions, to create a new, peaceful world for all of us to enjoy! No more warfare, no more pain and suffering.

"A lot of work must be done in order to achieve these goals. We shall be the architects of our own happiness, of our own fate! I, with your help, will change the world for the better!

"Today, a new country is formed. We are the Union, and this is our flag!" Andromalius proclaimed, and an image of the flag formed above him, big enough for all to see. It was a rectangular flag of purple color and white edges with a red unicursal hexagram in its center. "Right here, right now, our future begins!"

The nation erupted with applause and cheers for their new ruler. Suddenly, everything stopped completely. Even the air stood still.

"My son," Lucifer's voice reverberated through the stillness. "Congratulations on your coronation! I give you something that was once taken from me. It is now yours to bear."

A pair of large, shimmering, golden translucent feathery wings appeared on Andromalius. They glowed a faint golden light. He looked at them in surprise, and his wings twitched in the anticipation of flight.

"I promised it, and now I give you this gift." Lucifer added. "Go on, son, I believe in you!"

And with that, everything returned to motion. Andromalius unfolded his new wings for everyone to see, and everything went silent as the crowd stared in shock at their ruler, surprised by the fact that mere moments ago he had no wings. He crouched, and then took off, beginning his flight across his lands. The nation erupted in thunderous cheers as he flew over them on his golden wings, carried by the free winds he brought upon the land.

He knew it was the beginning of something new, something better.

Unbeknownst to him, shadows lurked at the horizon, threatening the peaceful life of the world.