Kari's frowns, clearly not comfortable with all of this. "It's just... There was a reason there was a war to kick the demons out. I wasn't alive then, but..." She shudders. "If even half of the stories have some basis in fact, they were nothing like you Ash. Just... Be careful, alright? Shortcuts are hazardous in alchemy and I'm pretty sure this is no different."
You head upstairs to the alchemy lab where Kari has laid out a bedroll in the corner. Kari clearly put her initial energy into setting up her workplace rather than furnishing the rest of the house with domestic comforts. Still, the soft bedroll is plenty comfortable, made even more so with a cute cat girl curled in your arms.
"Night Ash, " Kari whispers softly. You drift off, lulled to sleep by the soothing vibration of Kari's purring...
Your sleep turns troubled when your dreamscape takes a dark turn. You appear before a throne, its occupier a shadowy figure whose muscled forearms and glowing red eyes are the only thing truly visible in the dim lighting. At the foot of the seat are half a dozen voluptuous succubi, hands stroking their owners calves and tails teasing each other to the point that the air become thick with the scent of their lustful excretions.
"Asharoth..." The tone is rich and purely masculine. The power of the speakers voice is enough to make a cold sweat break out on the back of your neck. You can feel a tremor of corrupting magical force slither out and rake across your body.
"I am so proud of you. I had worried that growing up so far from your own kind would leave you broken and embittered, but solitude has made you strong. Not like my other daughters, docile and spoiled." A lazy hand drops down to toy with one of the succubus's mouths. The demoness mewls with excitement, coiling around the invading digits with a long, slick tongue. "I will be watching your conquest with great interest. Gather what minions you may, but remember, no bond is greater than that of family..."
The dream slips away and you half-consciously become aware of the sun warming your skin. You awaken with a very lazy catmorph spooned contentedly against you.