Given Away: Belphegor the Longyi

Now belongs to InkyPrinceRick  !

When korria1234 first created Vladimir, I knew I had to have him bred with Astaroth, it was just too perfect. ;w; I missed the initial breedings but she had done a breeding request journal at one point and I was able to get some there which she sent through Skype, if I recall I got two, Korria got two and the last two I think went to Frozen-Dead-Soul but I could be wrong, I know it was someone in the chatroom at the time. XD Aside from those two I also have three more that I got from placing third in a recent SSPC she held, all of the VlAsta babbus. *shot*

I changed him a tiny bit, made the horns curve and whatnot. I love him so much you don't even know.
_{*silently ships him with Frozen-Dead-Soul's Madea* Shhhhhh....} - Tehe okay no need to silently ship it anymore. THE SHIP HAS SAILED!

Parents: korria1234's Vladimir the Shadow Walker korria1234.deviantart.com/art/… and My Astaroth the Longyi silverromance.deviantart.com/a…
Obtained From: korria1234 (Sent through Skype.)

Special Somepony: Frozen-Dead-Soul's Madea the Harpy snowkit96.deviantart.com/art/M…

Belphegor, his siblings and half siblings, were born out of a deal made with a dark coated pony with the wings of a dragon and eyes that radiated darkness. Astaroth would allow him to have free reign over his own territory when his new world was created, in exchange for combining some of their magic to create some children. These children would assist in his plan, for they had the potential to have both Astaroth's and the dark coated ponies power. Though these children would be made through magic, Astaroth wanted to include his love in the deal so it would not feel like he was cheating on her, and thus Step-Children of his were born as well.

When he was created, Belphegor seemed like one of the more promising of the children in terms of abilities. He took after the dark coated pony in very many ways, through his appearance and dark magic capabilities. His wings however were obtained from Astaroth, as well as his ability to manipulate the cloth around his tail to his will. He proved to be much more ruthless than Astaroth in some aspects, known to fatally harm his victims by constricting the cloth much to tight rather than just to keep them still for an interrogation. When ordered to scope out a village he would sooner just cause destruction rather than learning about the town, usually if Astaroth deemed a village unsalvageable he would have his followers set it ablaze, but Belphegor would skip the first step and start destroying it anyway. When this happened it raised the chances of their mission being compromised, and despite being told not to do this, he never listened. There is a good chance this was because he is rather lazy, and so did a sloppy job so he would not asked to do it again though he did greatly enjoy the destruction, he loved just being bad. He would try to pawn his duties off on his other siblings through persuasion, it didn't always work but when it did, it made him feel like he was in charge which he enjoyed greatly.

Eventually Astaroth got fed up with Belphegor when he reached adulthood, and in am attempt to try and get Belphegor more interested in doing his duties, Astaroth explained to him the true intentions of their goal to cause the destruction of the world. But Belphegor was far from thrilled. He believed Astaroth's vision of a perfect world was very flawed, lying and cheating was much more fun after all. And honestly, he didn't feel that Equestria needed fixing, it anything it needed more lying and cheating, it would make for a much more interesting world to him. That was when Belphegor left, and took some of Astaroth's followers with him, he told them of Astaroth's true plan and they thought he had gone soft, and Belphegor promised them all of the chaos they desired.

One of Belphegor's new followers led him to a city known as Detrot. It seemed nice on the outside but it actually had a huge crime underbelly and Belphegor was very titillated by it. They soon found an abandoned warehouse in which Belphegor planned to make his headquarters, a plan formulating in his mind. The followers he stole from his Father generated even more followers for a lot of them had friends in the city who were looking for work, and they generated even more. Belphegor was very pleased, he barely had to lift a hoof for his plan to unfold. He sits on a throne made of iron at the back of his warehouse and orders his followers to do his bidding, they seem happy to oblige as he is able to pay them well. They rob banks, demand protection money from store owners, and of course they aren't above 'taking care of' problem ponies, for the right price. If one of his cronies doesn't pull his weight, Belphegor has been known to deal with them personally... it never ends pretty. He keeps the true extend of his powers secret from his minions, as he knows he may have to use them on them one day and he would rather them not see it coming so they can't fight back. Belphegor's first step is taking over the crime scene in Detrot completely, and from there spread like an unstoppable plague across Equestria. Instead of love and friendship, he wishes to turn it into a country of hatred and fear, and prove to his Father that his ideals and abilities pale in comparison to his, overtaking Astaroth's whole group and leaving him in the dust.

Astaroth has heard of his son's new following, however he believes it will only end in ruin for Belphegor. He thinks he is too brash and cocky, and since he doesn't stick to the shadows like Astaroth and his followers, he'll be caught quickly. He wants all of Detrot to know his name which Astaroth also believes will be his downfall, he thinks eventually the Princess Sisters he so despises will swoop in and take care of his son and his minions and he won't feel the least bit sorry for him. Whether this will happen or not has yet to be seen, as Belphegor's influence in Detrot grows each day only time will tell if his presence gets back to the Princesses.

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Belphegor and Madea first met not to long before Belphegor left his father, Astaroth and his followers. Madea had come to the group with a few of her Harpy friends through the persuasion of Astaroth, to form an alliance between Astaroth's group and the Harpy Ponies. Belphegor had a fascination with the Harpies, he found them rather interesting and thus watched them a lot during their visit. The one he watched the most however was Madea. Perhaps it was her eyes, or perhaps her coloring, but whatever it was he was drawn to her. He never once spoke, only watched, mesmerized by her movement. The visit resulted in the creation of some new foals, some by magic and some by normal means, to help seal the deal between the Harpies, the first Harpma were born.
When the Harpies left he had not seen nor heard of them again for the longest time, not until long after he had left and was the Prince of Detrot's criminal underbelly. A Harpy was captured by some of Belphegor's subordinates in the dark forest just outside of Detrot, and taken directly to him as per his orders to them. When they arrived with it, much to Belphegor's surprise, it was none other than the dark blue Harpy he had a fascination with in the past, Madea.

"Forgive them for their roughness, they had no idea what they were doing." he said angerly, glaring at the pair of ponies who quickly ran out the door, they knew enough about their boss to know what that glare meant. Belphegor carefully helped Madea to her feet, "It is fate that you were brought here today, fair Madea."

"Um... Fate?" the still stunned Madea replied, her eyes darting around to figure out the best way to escape.

"Indeed." Belphegor said. "I am sure you are thinking about escaping but please, stay for awhile, allow me to explain why you were brought here."

Madea sighed, he didn't seem as bad as those thugs who attacked her, and with very few small windows in the building, she knew she wouldn't be able to escape so easily. Though still on guard, she followed Belphegor on a tour through his abode.

"This looks so much better than when I originally moved him. It was once an ugly abandoned warehouse but now it thrives with the life of me and my underlings." he smiled as they reached his large iron throne. "The same can be said for this city. It was going no where before I stepped in. They now call me the Prince of Detrot." he said, sitting on the throne with pride.

"You're a Prince?" Madea said with a hint of excitement in her voice.

"Well, not a true Prince... yet." he said with a dark smile. Pointing to each of the guards in his room, he ordered them out to talk to Madea alone.

"You probably don't remember me Madea, actually I'm sure you don't. I was foolish not to speak with you during that time." he said, putting his head down. "You see, I'm the son of Astaroth, the Longyi that you made an alliance with years ago."

"Oh yes, I remember that! And you... yes I remember seeing you... I could feel your eyes, watching me..." she said softly but excitedly.

A dark laugh escaped from Belphegor's mouth, "Yes, that would have been me. Perhaps I was shy but there was just something about you Harpies that I was drawn to... especially you..." he stood and walked towards Madea slowly. She shuttered, almost afraid and yet she didn't feel the need to back away from him. He seemed dark but almost, comforting.

"As for the reason I brought you here... I asked them to bring me a Harpy, I never would have imagined it would have been you..." he paused. "I wish to form an alliance with you and the other Harpies."

"But what of your Father? Why are you not with him anymore?" Madea asked softly.

Belphegor cringed. "My Father is weak. I would suggest breaking all ties with him, fair Madea."

"Oh... Why is that?" she asked.

"Well..." he paused once again. "I see the darkness in you, as I have, fair Madea. Your face is so innocent but that it conciels your true nature... and that... drives me wild." he said in a deep, seductive growl as he softly placed a hoof on her face. "My Father's true intention is to cleanse the world, rid it of lies and ignorance, but what fun is there in that? Surely you agree."

A small smile formed on Madea's face. "Yes... that doesn't sound fun at all."

"And all because he's sad that his Mommy lied to him once. He's weak, he doesn't deserve the alliance of such amazing beings such as yourself." he said, his face inching closer to Madea. "Join me, be my Princess, the Princess of Detrot. My subordinates will be at your beck and call. And your Harpy followers, they can assist in watching over the city, like stone gargoyles they can perch themselves on the tops of buildings, so we can know literally everything that is going on. And you and the other Harpies will have your fill of food, I've read you once made meals out of ponies years ago. Well, if you wish to you can all go back to that, those who oppose or threaten us will make great meals with little to no evidence left behind and of course if those run out, civilians are expendable. Mares, Stallions, Foals, whatever you have a taste for, we can arrange it... This will be our city, we will bring fear and destruction to those who oppose us, and eventually, once Detrot is completely ours... The world will fall to its knees before us, the mere sight of us bringing fear to the hearts of all Equestrians. I know that is what you truly want my fair Madea, I can see it in your eyes, in the way you move. You want this... what say you?"

Madea's mouth was agape, how was able to read her so well? Thoughts reeled through her head, she hadn't imagined ever having a meeting like this. After a moment, a soft "Yes..." escaped her lips, right before his lips met hers in a long, passionate kiss.