Gremory stretched in his new form. He detected a love of lobster, classical music and the colour black lingering from the host. All business and keen to shed the meat sack sim he had been crammed into he headed for a Temple of narcassism and self love – the gym. Around him, many
female sims preened and pranced and Gremory began to move among them. However, his chat up lines delivered in a voice that could crush gravel seemed to frighten many of the female sims. Apparently 'do you want to be plump with my seed' and 'What do you think of The Devourer if it's a boy?' are not winning chat up lines.

And then he found Erin. Whispering in his arcane tongue Gremory promised Erin knowledge, power and treasure and she was enthralled. 'Later, vessel' and Gremory waltzed off giving Erin once last lingering look. Hook, line and sinker.


That night Erin came to him. Gremory had spent the cash he had found in the mortal forms wallet on a double bed, appropriate lighting and a spookily marked doorway. Against Erin's better judgement she was seduced by Gremory. After one day on the mortal plain Gremory had seduced and impregnated a vessel! That's worth a promotion and a corner office in hell for sure!


Indulging himself in his need for the illicit Gremory offered his services to the criminal employment track ruled over by a self styled Emperor of Evil. Not quite a duke of hell like Gremory but no mortal should hold more power than he! On that first day at work Gremory encountered an emmnisary from the Angels: an officer of the law! No bribes, no excuses were heard and Gremory found himself behind bars. While he set about recruiting every low life Sim he could Erin gave birth.
Gremory left prison (know known as 'The Gremory Scorn Employment Agency') and rushed to meet his children. Filled with wicked excitement to meet his newely born beasts that brought evil one step closer to armageddon he threw open the doors of Erin's home and found . . .
Jordan and Angelica Kennedy. His twin daughters. Gurgling, happy babies. And one of them named after an ANGEL! Tapping into the mortal host Gremory raised his hand and uttered 'It's not you, it's me, let's be friends' and with a wicked smile, a quick candy swipe and a skip in his step he left Erin to fend for his two daughters alone.
Wishing to keep a closer eye on his future children he worked harder at his criminal employment mugging his way up to thug and furnishing the home to make it more attractive to Sunny. Inviting her to move in she agreed. But the words Gremory said in his sleep frightened her greatily, whispers of dark deeds and hopes. She felt compelled to write everything down in a novel she called 'The Devils Trap'. She found that while she felt nauseous as expectant mothers do Gremory would wander casually past her with pancakes strangely amused at her suffering. He seeminly doted on the children within barely giving her a look.
It was a day later that Sunny was raised from her slumber by contractions and called for Gremory.
Twins were born that day. A true heir among them. The new parents held one twin each in their arms. Bathed in crimson light, Gremory looked down at Azazel, sleeping heavily and evil through and through. Azazel was the second of ten. In front of Gremory cooing at the second child and bathed in golden light was Sunny holding the second twin Malphas. The babies gurgles sounded like music to her parents ears and phroposiced the coming of a great muscician. But it was the second trait which made Gremory darken.
Gremory left prison (know known as 'The Gremory Scorn Employment Agency') and rushed to meet his children. Filled with wicked excitement to meet his newely born beasts that brought evil one step closer to armageddon he threw open the doors of Erin's home and found . . .

Wishing to keep a closer eye on his future children he worked harder at his criminal employment mugging his way up to thug and furnishing the home to make it more attractive to Sunny. Inviting her to move in she agreed. But the words Gremory said in his sleep frightened her greatily, whispers of dark deeds and hopes. She felt compelled to write everything down in a novel she called 'The Devils Trap'. She found that while she felt nauseous as expectant mothers do Gremory would wander casually past her with pancakes strangely amused at her suffering. He seeminly doted on the children within barely giving her a look.
It was a day later that Sunny was raised from her slumber by contractions and called for Gremory.
Twins were born that day. A true heir among them. The new parents held one twin each in their arms. Bathed in crimson light, Gremory looked down at Azazel, sleeping heavily and evil through and through. Azazel was the second of ten. In front of Gremory cooing at the second child and bathed in golden light was Sunny holding the second twin Malphas. The babies gurgles sounded like music to her parents ears and phroposiced the coming of a great muscician. But it was the second trait which made Gremory darken.

Malphas was good. And he and his mother had never been more in danger . . . . .
this is really good and creative, continue
ReplyDeleteoh my goddd, that was really good. i absolutely adored it, can't wait for the next Scorn chapter. off to read the Hallow one now^^
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