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In a world consisting of mostly black and darkness, a small orb with a defining shine floats through a forest. A gust of "wind" knocks it to the ground in a not-so graceful manner.

A hand reaches out to grab said orb. The hand raises to reveal a black haired man with two blue horns on both sides of his head, curling outwards. He inspects it slightly before continuing his path forward, though he didn't get very far.

Two more horned men appear from behind a large tree,ready to attack the black haired man for the orb,however they have quite noticeable differences in appearance. The one on the left has white "pointy" looking hair with green horns pointing up at an angle. (If that doesn't make sense and for some reason you haven't watched "MID" i will add a photo for reference.) He was also armed with two blades that-like his horns-were curved at an angle. The man(who looks considerably younger) on the right however, had pinkish hair and had orange horns pointed up.(again, i will add a picture below)

"Drop it!" The pink haired man tried to demand in a confident tone.

"yeah, drop it this way" gesturing to himself with his knives, the white haired male advanced towards the orb.

...

"Petty. The both of you." Begins a new voice.

Emerging from the shadows, another dark haired male appears. He had darker skin, brown hair, and wore a long, blue robe/cape(?) His horns were unique compared to the rest. They were a slightly darker blue that were VERY curved. He seemed to be the wise one of this group

"It truly doesn't matter who delivers it to his majesty...as long as it's me." He finishes.

The (*cough*very attractive*cough*) tall male in possession of the orb scoffs."catch." And throws it.

It bounces off of the white haired males forehead as he struggles to catch it (due to the knives?) for a moment before successfully grabbing it.

a voice yells,"It's mine!!!" And the piny male lunges for the item.

All four of the men fight for with their respective weapons(pink-smaller knives,

white- larger,curved knives, dark blue-magic/staff, lighter blue-sword) for a few minutes until it lands back in the hands of the original horned man. (Seriously if you haven't watched this go do it now)

Fire engulfs him as they all look around in confusion. After finding the source they all bow down to the approaching silhouette.

A pale but muscular man with black hair came into view. His horns white and curved more than most but not as much as the dark blue horns on the wise ones head. The horn on the right side of his head also had a ring(?) decorating it.

"Your highness." The wise one adressed. "I can explain. We had obtained the soul when it slipped from our grasp and-" a deep (sexy if you ask me🤭) voice interrupted him before he could finish."we had a delay."

An old woman,looking to be in her late 70's(respectfully) in robes possessing a cane and also had the same white horns with the ring, walked(i wanna say waddled) into the view of the other demon men. "Is it hot in here, or is it just me~" she said "seducingly"

"Lady grandma?" The men thook at her surprised.

The man beside her, however, sighs "Not now grandmother."

"Silence!" She did not take his words nicely. "When i was the queen of this daemons i could have your younger for speaking back at me!"

"why are you here?"

"That soul you boys obtained, you need to take it UNHARMED to the alter now or we won't be able to use it" Lady grandma answers.

The man holding the soul places it in a bag as they begin to walk back towards a large castle.

The pink haired boy comments,"I mean, the person killed to get it was harmed but-" Lady grandma, however, *poof* she's in front of him and smacks his forehead with her cane. "DON'T SPEAK ILL OF THE DEAD."

"You'll be in the new world soon enough."

...

All six of them are now in a large room. To the left of the door there is a desk with an assortment of books,concoctions,etc. They all walk towards the center of the room. Lady Grandma holds out her hand expectantly. "The soul."

Pierce takes it out of the bag."Bring it to me you handsome young man~" He pauses at that."huh?" The white haired demon(*cough*daemos*cough*) eyes widen in the background.

"In order to transfer the potion I'll need to hold hands with someone who possesses some light of magic and you just so happen to be my type pierce~" she winks at him and growls.

Pierce, clearly uncomfortable, looks around at the other daemos. "Ahem, um...Noi, ta-take it to her."

"ME?!"

"You did say you wanted to deliver it."

"I don't wanna hold hands with her! She's old!!"

...

and a book it thrown at Noi with excellent aim, striking him smack in the forehead.

"YOU AIN'T GOT ANY MEAT ON YOU ANYWAY,SCUMP!"

The prince, clearly annoyed, tries another approach."Leif. Take it to her."

"Me?"

"Did i stutter?"(smash)

"I-it's just tha-"

The man with dark blue horns intervenes,"Prince Asch. Do you think that is a wise choice?"

prince Asch, turns to think it over. The other daemos continues,"Noi is the smarter choice."

Noi looks over, bewildered. Unable to believe his conpanion threw him under the bus like that.

"We all poses limited magic,if anyone were to use the last of their magic for this, it should be Noi.Speaking tactics, Leif is best at healing, Pierce can-"

"Idon't care for your numbers."The prince interrupted."Noi,do it."

Noi does as told mumbling,"Ughhhh, i don't want to hold crusty old mee maw's hand. Stupid lowest ranking position." Snatching the soul from Pierce and walking towards lady grandma. They intertwine hands and a glow emits from them.Noi falls to the floor, defeated.Lady grandma leaves the room to complete her potion.

"Noi, how do you feel?"Rhys(wise one)

"Useeeeed"Noi whines.

Lady grandma returns with a vial and hands it to Prince Asch."You will use this to travel to E-arth where you will find the source for magic Hmong the humans."

Asch nods, throwing the potion to the floor."As the future king of daemos, i will find a magic source and return.Any one of you can back out now, but know that if i see you again, i will kill you." He states. Nobody moves, tense yet stoic.

"Excellent."

And they all walk into the portal.(minus lady grandma



CHARACTERS: (it's easier to put down here forgive me)


Peirce: 

Leif:

Noi:

Rhys:


Prince Asch:

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