#Demon Hierarchy

[zu-is-here]

Happy 4th anniversary to X-orcist ♪

[teashh]

I am so glad the new kdramas are bringing back the specific brand of loser men. You know which brand I'm talking about. The Ahn "min min" Minhyuk brand of loser men and I'm loving it. The "I worship this goddess and I'm so in love with her and I can't believe I get to love her. Oh my gods I love her so much" brand of loser men. And we're being fed so well with lovely runner, love next door, no gain no love, my demon, Cinderella at 2am, Hierarchy, Midnight Romance in Hagwon, doctor slump, Queen of tears, welcome to samdal-ri and even good partner (yes it's one sided but the dedication and yuri's couple too).

We need more fictional loser men who worship women to satiate our eldest independent daughter desires.

[horygory]

The Neon Demon (2016)

[alice-the-demon]

Curious to know more about peddito in your au, whats his backstory, how'd he come to be what he is? Does peppino know about him? Have they met? Is he like a mindless beast or are his thoughts more human-like? Can doise even be killed by peddito in this au if doise is already a demon? I mean you can't die twice, can you? Very curious, would love to know more!

Before I get to your questions it's time for

Hell Tower Lore

So that I can give more context to my answers

Hell is situated in a dimension parallel to Heaven, and it's represented as a huge yet claustrophobic cave with cities in it, and it's divided by four sections in which different stages of Demons end up.

The first stage is Imps, recognizable for the claws, fur, tail, horns and pointy ears. They're the kind of Demons that maintain most of their human traits, and they have different powers depending on the Sin they're most recognizable for. They were humans who, in their earthly life, did some bad/questionable stuff and/or have their moral compass a little junked, but they can be redeemed and become Angels through the help of an Archangel assigned to them.

The second stage is Hell Animals, they lose most of their human traits and become anthropomorphic creatures. You reach this Demon stage or in a direct manner (when you did major bad stuff on Earth) or you get transformed when your behaviour gets worse during your stay in Hell (Pokémon evolution style). They're more difficult to redeem, mostly because they can be extremely rude with everyone and old habits are hard to kill. But through willpower and time they can go back to become an Imp and get them a place in Heaven.

Finally there's the third and final stage of a Demon: the Hell Beasts. They were humans who did unforgivable things (like genocides, destruction of various properties or other stuff) or Hell Animals who sank too deep in their Sin to reel them back in. The Angels call this transformation "the point of no return", for these kinds of Demons there's no chance to redeem them. The Beasts are horrifying, dangerous and gigantic creatures, some with claws or hooves so big to leave prints and others with quills, scales or tusks so big to leave damages wherever they go. They have no love nor compassion in them, their only thought is attack and eat anyone who had the misfortune to meet their black pitch eyes or was stupid enough to venture in the forest with no defence.

The Seven Deadly Sins are the rulers of this infernal place, more powerful than anyone else in Hell but weaker than some high ranked Angels. Together Satan, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, Mammon, Leviathan, Belphegor and (the self proclaimed leader of the bunch) Lucifer rule over the whole Hell, representing the worst in human kind. They all live in a castle at the center of Hell (even though most of the time they fight for the stupidest reasons), their job is to feed the Beasts (to avoid that they exit the forest and eat everyone in Hell) and directing the places each one of them built, which I've talked about previously.

I'll talk about the 7 Deadly Sins in more detail and the creatures born in Hell (Cerberuses, Lava Spirits, Golems, ect) in future posts.

Now, onto the questions you've made:

I don't have a precise backstory for how Peddito became a Beast (mostly because, at least for how much I know, we don't know much about him). So I'll just say that he did some inhuman things.

Peppino doesn't know about Peddito existence.

As I explained before, Beasts have no human thoughts, they only care about survival and eating.

There are two ways to kill a Demon and erase them from existence: or you expose them to the sunlight for a while (unless they're a Deadly Sin, they're immune to the sun's rays) or you badly injure them classic style (the Heaven weapons hurt them more than Earth weapons though).

Fun fact: Angels and Demons blood colours are different from humans, black for the Demons and golden for the Angels.

[jorrated]

when i got the demonology autism instead of being good a math autism

[devildom-doll]

One slip up in the Obey Me timeline and we would have gotten this:

[starryfox0]

ok, i really believed in the crowley raphael theory actually. like, it made a lot of sense. but ive looked into angel hierarchy and archangels may be powerful, but they aren’t as high in the hierachy.

muriel said to open that file you‘d have to be a throne or a dominion or above. above throne and dominion are only left cherubim and then seraphim.

only from the descriptions i wouldve said that crowley was a virtue, cause they are most associated with nature and stars and planets and run the operation of movement in the universe. that would fit a lot to what angel crowley did before the beginning, setting the engine into motion.

but he‘s higher ranked cause he can open the file.

i would guess, that crowley was either a dominion, who govern the universe, or a cherubim, and they are assigned to protect special places, maybe the universe or earth.

i still think that the raphael theory makes sense to a certain point and maybe they changed the hierarchy in the series but if they didn’t then i dont think that crowley was raphael/an archangel but rather a higher ranked angel

[pageofheartdj]

I've been thinking about how potentially Envy and Sloth can look like. And there is a pattern, it's like hellborn come from Sins.

We have Bee and hellhounds. Satan was told to be Impish.

Not all fit with this though. I don't think I saw any demon similar to Ozzie or Mammon.

But anyway. I remember there was goat-like demons and fish/shark-like demons.

So I wonder if Sloth is a fluffy lamb and Envy is a sharp shark.

[reno-matago]

Ꮋꮎꮮꭹ Ꭰꭺꭹ ꮎꮁ Ꮮꮼꮯꮖꮁꮼᏽꭼ Ꭱꮎꮁꮎꮯꭺꮮꭼ (14ꭲꮋ Ꮪꭼꮲꭲꭼꮇᏼꭼꭱ)

'͛'͛E͛y͛e͛n͛ ͛T͛a͛s͛a͛ ͛V͛a͛l͛o͛c͛u͛r͛ ͛L͛u͛c͛i͛f͛u͛g͛e͛ ͛R͛o͛f͛o͛c͛a͛l͛e͛'͛'͛

Agios Ischyros Lucifuge!

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Illustration: Eosphoros: Lucifuge Rofocale vision, 2019, ink design

[alteregozowie]

@keenie-bopper

"Oh dear, I definitely march to the beat of my own drum sometimes, don't I?"

"I don't care about hierarchy, anyways. I bet if everyone had pizza they'd find a sense of unity around here."

Although now he has pizza to enjoy the chaos out there.

[usedtobethelegendcreator]

Okay, since the (3) people have spoken, I shall be posting that Hazbin Hotel fic here as well.

Presenting: 1933

—

1933 was a weird year for Hell.

Oh, it started off just fine. The Great Depression was a thing. A few more souls ended up in Cannibal Town because of it. Same old same old. It was, in the beginning, a perfectly respectable year. Unremarkable in the grand scheme of things.

Then 1933 pulled the wackiest, craziest bullshit Hell had ever seen. The field in which 1933 grew its fucks was as barren as the Dust Bowl. In other words, a man was shot in the woods after being mistaken for a deer. It was an accident. Nothing out of the ordinary. But 1933 was having its 'not like other years' phase, and so the freshly-dead man manifested in Hell already a professional.

The first day he was in Hell, he could barely stand. By the end of the month, he was an Overlord.

1933 brought the Radio Demon to Hell, and Hell hasn't quite forgiven it for that yet.

At first, the denizens of Hell wanted to dismiss him.

He—they never bothered remembering the name he gave them—was a slender thing, dressed in a sensible suit and jacket. He had a strange haircut, red fading to black at his ends, and two fluffy ears/tufts (they never figured that out). He had a big, toothy, disarming grin. He walked down the streets with his head held high, a pep in his step, and a sassy swing of his cane. He also had two very small antlers, but no one ever took notice of that. He had an oddly staticky transatlantic accent.

He was, to make a long story short, the least intimidating person that could meet the eye in Hell. Everywhere he went, there were pointed thumbs and shaking heads. "Weak little fucker," they said, "I'll give him a year, tops, if he finds an Overlord soon enough."

He heard them. They knew he did. He never stopped smiling.

Everyone was talking about it, up and down the Pride Ring's necessary social hierarchy. Three Overlords had gone missing in five days. The souls they owned, when asked, said they were most definitely not coming back. It was a mystery. The Pride Ring had no police force, but it wished it had one right now, if only to figure things out.

That's when the broadcast started going out.

It didn't matter where you were in Hell. It didn't matter if you fiddled with the dials. It didn't matter if you had it turned off. If you had a radio, you got the broadcast.

All they could hear were screams. Screaming, wailing, begging for mercy from an unknown enemy. And then, at the climax of the show, all sound ended, except for the sickening noise of a soul being torn apart and eaten.

The broadcast went out two more times that week, each time a new voice. One broadcast per Overlord missing. It didn't take a genius to figure that out. But the Pride Ring, living up to its name, decided not to get the King involved. They could handle one lucky bastard.

Right?

After the twentieth Overlord went missing, they started calling him the Radio Demon. They still didn't know what he looked like, or what strange magic he possessed, or why he was doing this.

The harmless guy was, somehow, still around. He smiled at them, and they felt like prey in the sights of a predator.

The day the Radio Demon revealed himself was, possibly, the funniest-with-hindsight thing in Hell's entire history. But, at the moment, the residents of the Pride Ring were in terrified awe. The 'harmless' guy smiled down at them from where he was leaning on a skyscraper. His antlers branched out endlessly into the night sky. His eyes were pitch black, except for the ring of red around his radio-dial pupils.

His smile was full of razor-sharp teeth.

Then, in front of God and everyone, he proceeded to eat an entire district’s worth of people. He handed their Overlord's ass to her on a silver platter, with the words 'fuck you' engraved in cursive.

No one ever commented on his hairstyle again.

The posters lined the streets. BEWARE THE RADIO DEMON, they said, with a drawing of him. DO NOT FUCK WITH HIM, they said, painted in the blood of his unfortunate enemies. No one knew where he had gotten such overwhelming power. No one knew why he was doing this.

"The Radio Demon is here," every Overlord was terrified to hear, "he wants to play a game."

The Radio Demon never loses. He is never defeated. He is never outplayed or outmatched. To play with him is a death sentence.

Any Overlord with common sense goes into the game sweating. There's no hiding from the Radio Demon.

But, then, this is the Pride Ring, not the Common Sense Ring. There's always a few poor dumbasses that think they can best him.

At the table of Overlords, there were more empty seats every week. He still hadn't been invited to a meeting yet—it's not like anyone knew where he lived.

At least, until Rosie, the Overlord of Cannibal Town, found him in her Emporium.

"I'm trying something out," the Radio Demon said, oddly polite for a man with a reputation like his.

"Do you want to play a game," Rosie asked cautiously. She had no plans on becoming the next voice on his broadcast.

He gave her a look, as if that wasn't a perfectly valid question. "Should I want to," the Radio Demon shot back.

Point taken. "I can't say I'm a big fan of your work," Rosie said. "But I can admire your dedication. What's your name?"

"Alastor," he replied.

"Well, Alastor, we've been trying to invite you to our Overlord meetings," Rosie told him. "But we've never been able to find where you live."

"Good," he smiled even wider. "Are you sure they won't piss themselves when I walk in?" He gave a sassy twirl of his cane before leaning on it dramatically. Now that she looked closer, the head of it looked like a microphone. "I wouldn't want to be the cause of any...unfortunate situations."

Rosie laughed. "If you go around like you are now, no one there would ever believe it's you!"

The Radio Demon—Alastor—laughed with her. "Well," he said, twirling his cane again and holding it behind his back. "I've yet to make an ally, and I'll be damned again if it's Carmine."

The Pride Ring had a necessary social hierarchy, perfect for sinners to climb. At the bottom were the commoners, the losers. Then came Overlords, and that was a whole other system. And, at the top, was the royalty. It was fairly simple.

Until 1933 decided to be a bitch about that too.

With the Radio Demon cleaning house with all the thorough fury of a housewife during a spring cleaning, new Overlords were popping up left and right to take the newly-ownerless souls in. There was an entire section of the Pride Ring that was completely off-limits, to the point where going near it was a death wish. That was the Radio Demon's territory, and if any Overlords dared to sniff around it, they'd be the next voice on his broadcast.

In other words, there was a new part of the social hierarchy. It now went from commoners, Overlords, the Radio Demon, to the royalty. He was in a category all by himself, since no one knew what, exactly, the fuck he was.

Rosie, to some extent, knew. He was a mortal soul. He could, hypothetically, be killed. But she had no idea where he'd gotten his power from. Again, mortal soul. He shouldn't be able to do the things he can do.

Ah, well. Didn't matter. The next Overlord meeting was tomorrow, and she couldn't wait to see the look on Carmilla's face.

[shellyseashell]

hm. still figuring out aziz’s character but i think it’s important he gives zephyr heart attacks always

[unlimitedartblock]

in honor of bendy having a movie adaptation….. have some hanamai

[seylaaurora]

I was initially feeling a little miffed about them abandoning the premise of Crowley and Aziraphale being 'just some guy' in heaven and hell's hierarchies to imply that Crowley used to be a high-ranking angel before his fall, but the more I think about it, the more I think it's for them to still be equals in season 3

Aziraphale will be the supreme archangel and Crowley will be ... whatever powerful being he is

[templeofoccultpractices]

ABADDON(APOLLYON)

Enn:Es na ayer Abaddon avage

Other names:Appolyon, Apollyon, Appolion, Abbadan, Abbaton, Abadon

Originally, Abaddon was a place and not an angel or being. In rabbinic writings and the Old Testament, Abaddon is primarily a place of destruction and a name for one of the regions of Gehenna (see Hell). The term occurs six times in the Old Testament. In Proverbs 15:11 and 27:20, it is named with Sheol as a region of the underworld. In Psalm 88:11, Abaddon is associated with the grave and the underworld.

Abaddon (Apollyon) is the angel of death, destruction, and the netherworld. The name Abaddon is derived from the Hebrew term for “to destroy” and means “place of destruction.” Apollyon is the Greek name.

In magic Abaddon is often equated with Satan and Samael. His name is evoked in conjuring spells for malicious deeds. Abaddon is the prince who rules the seventh hierarchy of demons, the Erinyes, or Furies, who govern powers of, discord, war, and devastation.

In Job 26:6, Abaddon is associated with Sheol. Later, Job 28:22 names Abaddon and Death together, implying personified beings. In Revelation 9:10, Abaddon is personified as the king of the abyss, the bottomless pit of hell. Revelation also cites the Greek version of the name, Apollyon, probably a reference to Apollo, Greek god of pestilence and destruction.

Abaddon destroys false illusions and masks, however once the truth is revealed the foundation of truth is planted. He transforms the energy and core power can rise from the depth of our soul. Abaddon reveals the practitioners core power just as he crushes and destroys. The practitioners courage comes out a destroys the illusions. He is a powerful guide and imitates the journey through the depth of darkness. The journey of the abyss is one of countless trials and lessons. Abaddon is one is an incredible teacher and Advisor and reveals the truth of the dark depth within.

Call upon Abaddon for

⬩Courage

⬩Destroy false illusions

⬩Destroy masks

⬩Transformation

⬩Truth within even ones we don't wish to hear

⬩Ask him what else he will work with you on⬩

⊱•━━━━━━⊰In Ritual⊱━━━━━•⊰

Enn:Es na ayer Abaddon avage

Sigil:Posted above

Plant:Chamomile, Calendula, Aloe, Elder, Tillandsia Xerographica, African Blackwood, Walnut, Eucalyptus

Incense:Black Copal, Benzoin, Dragons Blood, Labdanum, Opoponax

⬩Red, black, purple, metallic grey, silver candles or objects

⬩Ask Abaddon what he likes⬩

⬩It is important to learn protections before trying to work with any spirits. You can get tricksters and parasites if you don't.

Cleansings- cleaning your space of negative energies. You can burn herbs or incense for this.

Banishings- forcing negative energies out of your space. The lesser banishing ritual is one of the most commonly used.

Warding- wards keep negative energy out of your space. Amulets, sigils and talismans do this.

Set up a your space and do a cleanse and banishing. Have wards up in your home. Meditation is to calm yourself and get your mind ready. The sigil (symbol) is what you draw on paper. The enn is what you chant or say to call forth the spirit.⬩

[janeway-lover]

there are so many fics that portray Heaven or Hell as some sort of kingdom and baby I'm adding to that list with this one