He did so

Azgoroth spreads his arms wide and a green energy flows from his fingertips, a leaf green circle appears on the ground and from it a thin creature with a massive mouth coated in teeth, six legs and a long tail emerges. “A lesser Famine will do” grunts Azgoroth picking up the slab of flesh and tossing it towards Hex. The creature sniffs and scuttles towards Hex with its mouth open wide, three long tongues lash out at the meat and snap it back into its maw. The creature shudders as if in pleasure than turns its attention to the nearest creature, it shrieks as if repulsed by Hex but driven by some ungodly hunger he Famine attacks Hex with the ferocity of a rabid creature. “I have never seen one actually almost turn down a meal” says Azgoroth in a shocked voice “I’ve seen Famines eat things that I wouldn’t even touch!”

Hex growls in fury since demons can apparently just break their limbs and regrow that with no context preceding this event. She watches Azgoroth perform some ritual and summon a…. thing. A truly grotesque creature that Hex had never seen before, not even in approximation. She watches it scuttle on the ground. What…. the actual shit fuck is that. She looks up at Azgoroth with a confused look on her face as she points at it. Stag, this looks like something I throw up after I eat too much… This looks like a child after 24 hours in my chasm… this looks like a- Mid roast, the creature lunges at Hex with feral hunger as starvation overrides its common sense. It bites into her arm and takes a chunk of her out. She looks at it with complete apathy as she shanks the horrid thing with her index claw. She lifts it and curls her hand, crushing it with her obscene grip as blood bursts between her fingers. …. like a rodent that did not want to be alive at the moment of its creation. Damn, it was ugly. I would not be surprised if you were kin with it.
A sound comes from her throat, a voice that was not hers. Although very muffled, it almost sounds like someone said, "OHHH FUCKIN BURN." Irritatingly, she punches her throat with little restraint and the same voice that is not hers also says, "FUCKING OW."
She growls as impatience creeps in her limbs. She shoots her claws down once more. They appear under Azgoroth and grip him between her massive claws, pinning his arms to the side but also making sure she doesn't apply pain. She notices it makes him more powerful somehow. Her hair plunges into the ground and manifest under Britney impaling her through the chest.

“Well. For lack of a better term. Fuck” says Azgoroth in an exasperated tone “if only I could have summoned a Judicum. He sits in silence for a bit then suddenly has an idea “Ah world eater, your curse caused the threads to grow stiff. And even I, a god cannot move them. But you forgot something very important and forgot to ward against it”. Azgoroths tone grows cold and harsh “Time does not apply to me, Chronos, KYROS. Onmnis”. Deftly he removed himself from time to relocate and figure out a plan, while outside of time it would be as if a naught but an atomic revolution had occurred when he returned, but he only had roughly an hour or less and he could only remove himself once. “Darioth” he says “we don’t have much time, the spell made by the world eater is somehow managing to ward off even myself escaping from time, I need you to return to the library and gather every single summoning scroll and outlawed ritual you can, while we cannot fight her equally. We can fight dirty, I want to see my wife again. And I’ll be damned if this… THING is going to stop me”.

“Right away my lord” replies Darioth vanishing for a moment, Azgoroth concentrated on building up a massive surge of magic energy. Hoping to activate all of the summons and rituals at once and direct them at Hex. “I knew concepts were difficult but this is beyond me” sighs Azgoroth as Darioth returns, laden with books. “Let us hope this works somewhat”.

(Seeing as this is kinda out there. Just checking if this is okay with you two and doesn’t interfere with any plans)

While Azgoroth is drifting through the gaps of time, a noise makes itself known within his head. It sounds like a ringing bell, but if it had a voice.
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+ @ ; 6 9 7 ( 3 @ $ : 3 ! ?
6 9 7 ( @ = 3 5 9 ' 8 " " ( 3 " !
# ( 3 2 8 " " + 9 : 3 / @ +' !
@ % * 9 4 9 5 ( ! ? !
It spoke with urgency and desperation.

(OOC: Yes its a secret code and yes it means something. If you cant decipher it, I'll tell you what it says lol)

"I must kill hel?" Says Azgoroth "If you say so faithless one" His face sets into a grim line and he swiftly lays out a plan to Darioth "I need parasitic curses only, if we can get a Talian throat ripper summoned that would be ideal. But mother of the hive and plague swarm paired with void talons should do the trick". Darioth lays the chosen spells in a circle around Azgoroth

"We do have a Talian throatripper summon sir".

"Good, I'd imagine that would give her cause to panic". He states grimly, the black lines of corruption caused by Hex's spell finally shatter his separation from time, and he is brought back to the battle. He stares at Hex evilly and releases the magic. From the ground, spikes of black ice erupt and shoot towards Hex Azgoroth watches as the Talian throatripper, a creature looking like a four armed starfish from the pits of hell erupts form the ground and slithers towards Hex. Azgoroth sighs as the rituals Mother of the hive and plague swarm activate. Both targeted at Hel, Mother of the hive was an outlawed spell. It planted a hive mother in the victim's stomach that fed off of dark energy. When paired with Plague swarm, a spell that caused ones insides to be afflicted with a disease based off of dark energy. It would cause the hive mother to grow rapidly, killing its victim in a matter of seconds. Not only would Hel die quickly, Hex would have to deal with the equivalent of the love child of a six foot Wasp and a tarantula covered in toxic spines in her throat. "Swallow this" he says grimly, waiting for the rituals to take effect.

Hex suddenly lets go of Azgoroth as black crystalized spikes thrust from the ground to her direction. She is not fast enough and one of them impales her shoulder. She breaks it off with little trouble and shows no discomfort at the crystal inside her arm. She looks at Azgoroth and notices the starfish-like creature as it slithers towards her. She reels from it with pure and utter disgust painted on her face as her eyes crinkle and her mouth cringes. She puts her claws together into a huge fist and slams them on top of the creature. It explodes beneath her fingers in gore and blood. She removes them and shakes them. Insects are an abhorrent meal! They are not true meat! A mere mockery of flesh at most! The little voice in her throat unwisely pipes up again. "Wait a sec, is that because you don't like crunchy foods? Cause you never ate your toast no matter-" Hex punches her throat again, this time much harder. She gags slightly, but keeps it down for the most part. The voice yelps. "OW FUCK I WAS JUST ASKING YOU DICK!" WHY AREN'T YOU ROTTING!? "Cause fuck you!" THUMP "OW!"
Hex growls louder and more ferocious. She's getting sick of having such a durable prisoner. Usually its more fun, but this one refuses to scream and suffer. She lunges her claws towards Azgoroth and grips his skull. She holds him down and pins his head to the ground. The dendritic threads of her hair creep on his skull, wanting to impale his eyes again, but then she realizes something. She inspects his skull closely and notices there is one antler on his head. She tilts her head as her bloodlust is slightly mitigated by her curiosity. Where did your other horn go?

The ringing voice manifests in Azgoroth's head again.
(THE BEAST WILL NOT LET HEL DIE.)
(IT WANTS TO KILL YOU ALL, THEN IT WILL LET HER OUT.)
(IT WANTS TO FIGHT HEL FOR AN UNKNOWN REASON.)
(FOR NOW, IT IS FAR MORE DEFENSIVE THAN IT ACTUALLY IS.)
(ITS WAYWARD CONSUMPTION CANNOT BE UTILIZED.)
(I DEARLY WISH I COULD HELP MORE. I AM SORRY.)

"I sacrificed it for the sake of the ritual" laughed Azgoroth bitterly "A small sacrifice if I get to see my wife again. And Hex, is it true you dislike insects?" He laughs "Because there is a hive mother in Hels stomach, and she'll be dead from its growth in about. Two seconds, after which you will have the living breathing definition of an insect that should live in the ninth ring of hell in your throat. And it's going to be hungry".

Hex squints her eyes at Azgoroth, and bares her teeth. What ritual? And yes I dislike insects. They are the epitome of pathetic creatures. They grow inside my meals if I leave them for too long. I ha-
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
A horrific scream erupts from Hex's throat,
but it is not hers.
SSTOOOOOOOP!!! MAKE IT STOOOOOOOOP!!! THEY WON'T STOP!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUGH!!!
Ever so slowly a smile creeps upon Hex's face. She can feel her thrashing and screaming in her throat. She smiles wider at her screams.
PLEASE!!!! STOOOOOOP!!! IT HURTS!!!! IT BURNS!!!! I CAN'T TAKE -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
As Hel continues to screech, Hex revels in these sounds. These sounds that erupt a euphoria that she has not felt in centuries. Such beautiful sounds. Such beautiful memories. The screaming dissolves into wracked sobbing and wailing as Hel suffers from insects feeding on her innards while her flesh regenerates a mile a minute.
So… that is why you were not rotting. You casted a regenerative spell on yourself and my curse mutated it into something far worse. What an unfortunate circumstance for you.

The voice comes ringing back into Azgoroth's head, this time it was loud and frantic.
(AZGOROTH!!)
(NOT LIKE THAT!!!)
(MISERY MAKES THE BEAST STRONGER!!)
(KILL HER, NOT TORTURE HER!!)
(REVOKE YOUR SPELLS!!!)

Azgoroth hissed in annoyance and summoned multiple fire wraiths and set them to burning the spellbooks, effectively snuffing out the spells. In his head he frantically thought of different ways to potentially distract the beast. Multiple hundred plans running through his brain in the space of seconds, he had massive damage resistance as is. Pair that element of confusion with the ability of darioth to cast spells and his mastery of magic, he had a plan that may work. He sent a mental command to Darioth to start firing Banashing spells and celestial fire spells at Hexes back and the three entrapped Angelics simultaneously. Hex, while distracted by Hels Agony, wouldn’t see the spells coming and would probably move to defend her back, giving Azgoroth the one opening he needed. As soon as Hex moved to prioritize her own safety against the newly freed Archangels and Darioth, Azgoroth triggered world eater and lunged forward Sinking his teeth into Hex’s throat his bite carried the full force of the powerful attack. Effectively removing Hex’s physical throat from existence via atomic decay and with it, hopefully Hel.

Hex snaps out of her trance as she realizes that the screams and cries in her throat slowly die down. She was about to prepare another attack and take down the pathetic stag, only to suddenly realize that the little nuisance of light began to fire celestial blasts of energy at her. Not only that, but she had completely forgotten to secure her hold on the angels she had subdued as they broke free from her bindings and charge at her.
She brings her claws up and uses the Blood Air she casted to suffocate the lights before they could reach her, dissolving them into dwindling little flares. She faces the holy beings that ambush her from behind and summons her hair from the shadows of the ground to impale one through it’s head and chest. The other prove to be far more challenging as she had to grab one and slam it down onto the ground, burning her hand in the process, and tie the other one back up. She’s so preoccupied with dealing with the angels, she didn’t notice Azgoroth had appeared right in front of her, maw wide open and aiming for her throat.
He clamps down and she screeches in unbridled fury. She grabs his teeth and tries to pry him off only to feel her fingers decay at her touch. What!? She cannot decay! That’s impossible! No… this isn’t decay… this is deletion. He’s erasing her flesh.
RRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUURGH!!!
A strident roar rips from her throat as she grabs the stag by his serpentine tail and lift off the ground. She swings him up over her head and brutally slams him onto the ground with relentless force. She lifts him up again and welts him against the ground again. Then she snaps her head forward with her teeth open and rips the end of his tail off with her mouth. Despite her absent throat and full mouth, she speaks with a voice drenched in wrath and death.
Y o u w i l l p a y.

Azgorotg draws himself up and stares Hel in the face “Try me small one, challenge the will of a god”. He lets loose with a thousand curses. Through his kind small pieces of information flicker

Hex has been afflicted with Voidic freeze
Hex has been weakened
Hex has been slowed
Hex has been afflicted with celestial plague
Hex will receive X holy damage per minute based on corruption level
Hex has been afflicted with the elder gods wrath
All attacks coming from azgoroth deal +X damage based on strength of opponent.
Hex has been afflicted with Wrath if the judicum
Hex has become a target for the balance keepers of the universe, all attacks dealt to her are 2x more effective

Hex sees the symbols flash in the air. She looks at them with a blank stare. She has no idea what it says.
Wha-
All of sudden, as if coming from within her, she felt several debilitating, detrimental effects flood her body. Her limbs became as heavy as lead, her head felt like it was going to fall off, her senses from sight to hearing had been dulled, and worse yet, she can no longer feel her prisoner in her throat. She had escaped.
Hex kneels to the ground and flexes her claws in front of her. It takes all her effort to clench them close and open them again.
Shit.
And to just rub salt in the wound, the tail she has in her mouth tastes awful. She heaves and hacks and spits up a black mound of flesh that used to be Azgoroth’s tail. She rubs her tongue against her teeth and spits some more blood out.
You taste like absolute dog shit.
She tries to go through her mind and think what she can do now. This opponent was something she had never faced before. Decay strengthens it, not weakens. Furthermore, the alterations of reality she had crafted were bypassed by his higher authority over temporal domains. She grits her teeth and her hair billows maliciously. Even if she could somehow subdue him, she still has to deal with her pathetic sister. Her stupid, weak, cowardly sister. Who can kill her so effortlessly. She let’s out a low and agitated growl and lifts her head to look at the stag. She has one more trick she can try.
Hex uses her dwindling commands to have all her hair bind Azgoroth, tightly wrapping him in layer after layer until he’s completely immobile. She looks back down and takes her claw. She opens her maw as wide as it can be, unhinging it and nearly breaking her jaw. She puts her claw inside her mouth, and forces it to go as deep as it can go, looking for her heart.
If she can just kill it,
she can come back stronger.

Azgoroth feels himself dying slowly. His life is failing him when a small piece of information enters his mind (The followers of Azgoroth, Elder god of time have united in prayer for the victory against the hex the world eater. Primordial form unlocked for 1 hour and one emergency summon granted)
“Darioth, you never fail me” thinks Azgoroth, remembering the plan they had set out in case of his immanent defeat. “Hel, may you come soon” he thinks as he triggers his primordial form and summons the one thing that would help him the most.

Kuu, Fallen angelic and Starseer of the tenth ring has been summoned.

A scream of frustration fills the room followed by an immense calm. Azgoroth feels a familiar energy filling his limbs, strengthening him. Armed with the healing powers of his wife he triggers his primordial form. The prison around him falls apart and he draws himself up, in this form Hex will be forced to focus on him, he retaines his deer like skull but the rest of him is of eldritch horror. From his torso hundreds of arms spread, his head is enveloped in a halo of black flame and his eyes now bear the chaos of a dying universe celestial energy falls off of him like water from a breached dam, and he grows massive. Seemingly too large to fit in the room but standing in it still

Azgoroth casts Cosmos asunder
Kuu casts eternal rift (Cosmos asunder time extended)
Azgoroth casts Thousand curses
Kuu casts starseers eye (thousand curses triggers twice)
Azgoroth casts cursed fate (target suffers x9 extra damage)
Kuu casts way of the sorrowful (cursed fate Is 2x more effective)
Azgoroth casts Chain of curses (all negative effects x2 times more effective)

“Behold. The will of a god!” Azgoroth states, he silently sends out a message “Hel, if you are there. The opportune moment to strike nears, Vozreal, Sindy, if ye are there as well. Meet my wife and prepare to smite hex down”.

The sudden bombardment of several powerful, authoritative abilities and spells flood Hex to a suffocating intensity. Her body feels so pathetically heavy and her mind becomes more and more lost. She focuses all her attention on finding that fucking heart and regrowing into a more powerful vessel. She navigates her chasm as throughly yet quickly as possible, feeling and tracing the several thousand corpses and discarding them if they prove not to be that vital organ. Finally, after a brief moment, she clutches a soft, palpitating piece of flesh. The only thing that remains from her original body. She grips tightly onto it, grinning madly at her success. Finally. Once she accesses the Void Beyond, she will be indescribably powerful and unstoppable. She will unleash an eternal decay to this foolish stag god. She will rip the world in twain and devour all that it presents from the inside out.
She takes her index claw against the center of her heart and-

GONNNNNG

Hex freezes with her arm still in her mouth. She remains stagnant for a second before falling forward and hitting her head on the ground.
Of course, in the most anticlimactic fashion and in the most nonsensical maneuver possible, Hel is revealed to be standing behind her, brandishing an iron frying pan.
She wears a very, very, very tired look on her face as she sighs, throws the pan behind her, and steps over her sisters unconscious body. She looks up straight at Azgoroth’s primordial, eldrich body with an… agitated look on her face.
“The next time you wanna put fuggin bugs in my gut, GIVE ME A HEADS UP, DICK HEAD!!!”

I'm gonna be AFK over the weekend))

“At the time it seemed like a good plan” said Azgoroth “I didn’t account for the fact that you had passive regeneration!”

“The plan must have been awfully rushed then?” Said a new voice. Azgoroth froze then relaxed “Hel, meet my wife, Kuu, Kuu, this is Hel”.

“It is a pleasure” replied Kuu, her voice sounding like the velvety black of the night skies. She was a taller woman, standing at six feet. She was clad in a white garment with black runes adorning the sleeves. Her hair was thin and waved slightly as if I’m calm water. “I didn’t take to long did I?” Nervously asked Azgoroth “I had trouble pulling the needed components together”.

“Don’t worry yourself with that” smiled Kuu, “I’m simply glad to be with ye again”.

Hel's eyes widen and she gapes at the woman before her. She wordlessly points at her and looks from her to Azgoroth and back. "Oh my gosh!? Is this her!? Is this Kuu!? Kuu Kuu Kachoo!? Kuu-laid!? Kuu Chulainn!? Holy moly! It's a pleasure to meet you!" She spreads her arms open in greeting and puts on a tired grin for her. "Yeah, I would be happier, but I had bugs in my gut less than four minutes ago so I'm a bit on edge right now, so sorry about the lack on enthusiasm." Hel looks Kuu up and down and gives a weary smile. She looks over at Azgoroth. "She seems like a nice gal for you… I'm glad you two found each other after so long… Oh! That reminds me! Open up your shadow and let Keziah out. Sh-"
What!? The Abominable One is here!?
Hel looks behind her to see Hex looking frantic and wide eyed and much too conscious for Hel's sanity. Hel squints her eyes, narrows her brows, and crinkles her mouth at the fact that Hex is awake somehow.
"'tHe aBoMiNaBlE oNe iS hErE-' MAN!" She extends her arm out with her hand open and summons the pan back. With one swing, she bangs it over Hex's head again and she's down a second time. "Fuck outta here!! That's pure iron! Fuckin' Deadpool-ass, plot armor-ass, steel head-ass lookin' mother fuckah, I'M TIDE!! " She throws it again and sighs long and exasperated. "Aaaaany who, yeah. Kez probably wants out, so let's get her out, hm?" She goes behind Azgoroth and bends down, peering into his shadow expectantly.

“I’m not sure if I can let her out exactly, I can cancel the magic like so” his shadow becomes less solid looking and smaller “but she jumped into it so I suppose she can jump out?”