After dealing with the unfortunate stowaway, Hellfarch began to miss the pleasant sensation of a body squirming against his sole. It left his right foot with a nice, warm feeling that his other foot lacked. With his prize in hand, he continued trekking through the black void until a large gate appeared in front of him.

Doctor Iterati Trousers could only watch as the demon clutching him in one hand stepped through the otherworldly threshold. The black void gave way to a view of what the corn snake could only describe as a mansion built by a madman. Rooms upon rooms upon balconies and towers were haphazardly stacked onto one another, defying the laws of physics and architecture to form a skyscraping monolith of a building. Everything was proportioned to Hellfarch's current size, but the doctor felt that even if he wasn't tiny compared to the demon, the mansion would still be just as crazed and imposing.

Surrounding the mansion on all sides were ten gargantuan pillars, which reached upwards above the top of the building and converged in the center over it. Doctor Trousers then realized that the entire mansion--as well as the gate leading to it--was contained inside of a cage, an enormous version of the cage Hellfarch kept around his neck. Looking past the bars of mirror-like ethereal metal, the doctor could only see a vortex of dark purple clouds swirling around it, giving him the sensation that this place was the only thing that existed in this strange relam.

"Here we are!" Rumbled Hellfarch excitedly, as if he was showing off to a guest, "your new home!"

Doctor Trousers stammered, unable to think of the right words to say in this situation, when suddenly he felt the demon's grip around his body tighten, and he was suddenly lifted and tilted upward to face the top of the cage.

"Specifically there! In the slaves' quarters!" Iterati squinted, and could make out some strange shapes seemingly affixed to the ceiling of the cage, but it was so massive and reflective that he couldn't tell what they were. "My mansion is off-limits, of course, and if I find you there you will be severely reprimanded."

The doctor's heart skipped a beat at the sudden malice that had been injected into the last word there. But before he could protest...

"So UP you go!"

...Hellfarch chucked the doctor upwards. Screaming, Iterati flailed about as story after story of mansion whipped past him, gravity seeming to have decided it wasn't worth bothering to slow his rapid ascent.

And suddenly, just as quick as he had been thrown, he was caught, feeling the demon's warm meaty fingers wrap around his body just as they were before. Confused, Iterati looked up, and saw he was looking down. Down over the top of the mansion, at the floor of the cage between the mansion's entrance and the portal. He and Hellfarch were upside down, the latter standing on the ceiling of the cage as if it was the floor. The shapes Iterati had trouble seeing earlier were now clearly visible: there was an enormous throne in front of them, made out of a strange black material and decorated with spikes and horns that resembled those on Hellfarch's face. In front of the throne was a plush, red footstool, which the demon deposited the doctor onto before sitting down.

"Now that you've earned the privilege of being my slave", the demon orated in a slightly-sarcastic tone, "your duties are simple: I tell you to do something, and you do it! Here's a tutorial:"

Iterati suddenly found his view blocked by the ball of Hellfarch's left gargantuan foot, which he propped up against the footstool along with its twin as he slouched back in relaxation. Heat and scent wafted off the sole and surrounded the doctor's body. By instinct he moved to step away, but a strange force pulled him forward as if he was a magnet, and before he could react, he was pressed up against the smooth, slightly-damp foot that was taller than he was.

With a nonchalant yet menacing voice, Hellfarch gave his new slave his first command:

"Rub it."


A continuation from this.
For a while, I had modeled two separate environments that both seemed a little lacking; the room to put Helfarch's throne in, and a way of representing the dimension that houses his mansion. While rendering this picture, though I suddenly got the idea to combine the two together, so recently I put Hellfarch's throne outside of the mansion to show off the strange, twisted place that the demon resides in as he "tortures" his victims in comfort and style. I may show off the whole environment in greater detail when I've worked on it some more, but hopefully this picture gives a taste of how otherworldly and strange it is meant to be!