Blue Triumphant Chapter 1 (Patreon)

Taken aback, Rex assumed his stance, ready for whatever the Demon God had up his sleeve. Before he knew it, however, he was gasping for air on all fours as Azul stood before him triumphantly. He didn’t quite know what was happening, but something was definitely off about the situation. All that training he’d done meant nothing as now he was ultimately powerless. What happened here?

Rex looked up in shock at the Demon God, trying to choke out words.

“I imagine you’re confused, bewildered, shocked even,” declared Azul behind his toothy grin, “You’ve trained until you puked, worked your fingers to the nub, and obtained limitless power.”

“Cuh! Hck!” choked out Rex as he gripped his stomach, nearly collapsing

“You see, I come from another time. A reality in which you stood victorious over me,” Azul explained, “Long have I waited for this day; seeing you at my feet this way.”

Regaining his footing, Rex rose to his feet ever slowly, still clutching at his stomach, but fighting nonetheless.

“Day after day, I replayed our match in my mind, wondering where it was where I went wrong asking why it was you who won our bout and not me. Do you know what I came up with?” he teasingly asked as he took Rex by the hand, shaking it.

Looking at their hands, Rex mouthed a soft “what?” as he felt his head lean forward and Azul’s mouth was directly next to his ear.

“You intimidated me with your theatrics and caught me off guard. In other words my friend, you had luck on your side.” Azul then shoved Rex down onto the mat so he lay on his back and then stomped his boot directly on the firm pecs of the once powerful Rex.

“Interesting how when I’m not so distracted by your displays, you instantly fall at my hands. You didn’t even notice me when I assaulted your gut with a barrage of strikes and then kicked you in your oversized ass so that you fell forward on your natural position.”

Rex reached out as if trying to call someone. “El…en…a..” he managed to speak slightly which caught Azul’s attention.

“Speaking, are you? Calling to your bride-to-be, Ms. Elena Esperanza? I’ll let you in on a secret, little Rex. Elena is destined to fall in love with the victor of this bout. In the world I know, she goes on to marry you,” Azul pointed down at his captive, “and the two of you go on to live your happy lives together and you birth children who follow in your footsteps; Joaquin and Clara Infierno, a brother and sister pair of twins.”

“Now, I will take Elena as my bride, she will happily accept me, and you will live from this day forward as my prized pet, watching as I defile not just your woman, but I will corrupt your entire bloodline until there’s nothing left but Demon God Azul!”

Fueled with anger, Rex shoved Azul’s foot from his chest and shot up from the ground, ready to take on the monster. “No! I don’t believe in destiny! There’s no way that my Elena is destined to fall in love with anybody! It’s not destiny that we’re together!”

Amused, Azul admitted, “Of course she isn’t destined to fall for the victor of this match, I was only saying that to get you this fired up so the fun part can start.”

“The fun part? You mean me kicking that ass all around this ring?!” proclaimed Rex before he was instantly beaten again.

“The fun part where I let you know that Elena will throw herself at me after she sees what you become after I’m done with you.”

Azul then grabbed Rex by his long, blonde hair and dragged him across the ring. The 8 foot, 8 inch giant’s thick ass slid across the canvas until it bounced off the hard mat just outside the ring. Rex landed face first on the ground, squishing his firm, yet soft pecs against the mat. He placed both hands on the ground to push himself up, but was quickly forced back down by Azul, who stepped on his muscular back. Despite Azul’s immense power, he was shorter than Rex, but only slightly. Gripping a handful of his blonde hair, Azul declared victory over his fallen adversary, lifting the helpless Rex over his head. This was only the beginning of Rex’s downfall. Things were about to get much worse for our hero.

Not wanting to damage his prize, Azul made sure that Rex’s torture was purely psychological, but he did get off on seeing the man who’d bested him before reduced to a common plaything. All the built up resentment in his heart was unleashed when Azul’s foot constantly kicked into Rex’s abs. Despite the hard interior, Rex was very soft on the outside. His muscles were pillowlike to an extent, so every kick had to be driven that much harder to make Rex feel pain. Tears began flowing as Rex went to clutch his core, but Azul seized them and strapped his arms down. For the first time in Rex’s life, he felt fear towards the blue demon. Normally, he’d offer a witty remark or a pithy comeback, but he was dead to rights in Azul’s grasp.

“I hate your gear,” declared Azul as he tore Rex’s pink singlet from his body, exposing the delicate, mocha skin rippled with muscles. Stoically, the blue demon pulled a glowing, light blue syringe.

“This will definitely help you become who you were truly meant to be under my rule,” he said as he turned Rex over using only his boot. The moment Rex’s rear was exposed, it was injected with this light blue formula, making him yelp out, still powerless for the moment.

“W-what was that?! Some kinda drug?!”

“No, I would never drug my victims, this is simply a formula that will cause a very ‘small’ change that will ensure Elena’s hand.”

Shortly after this, Rex was thrown into captivity where he remained while Azul went and did his bidding. Drained from the match, Rex slowly drifted off to sleep, wondering how he was going to escape from this situation. The thought of the substance inside of him clouded his mind; wondering what exactly Azul meant by the small change that would happen. When he woke up, his surroundings were different. The cage he was thrown into had become an elegant palace. His body was dressed in his hot pink ring gear, nothing had changed. Scurrying to the door, he bumped into Alan.

“Hehehe, yes. I won, finally.”