Just imagine a business man with a evil mustache is offering 36 year old you a deal which is super evil.

Yeah, it's like that.

What I'm going to do/have done! (Section)

Was rushing a bit here also. Might edit it a bit here as well. (Also I plan to start up work on the outline today. Wish me luck!)

(I edited it a bit.)

Things I wrote just for you (And the others here as well!...Section.)

The demon of tales laughed, for it believed the world would end. And as I saw the forest morph its shape to its will, I believed it as well.

Because though I am a tool, I am no fool. I know that the only reason mankind exists at all is because the demons find it fun. Because it's a game, a tug of war between 'good' and 'bad'. And while the demons can accept a loss or two, in the end, I'm sure they will want to win the war.

Really, the existence of humanity is more based on how fun they are rather than its strength. And with how many demons are racing to be the first to 'end the world.'? Well, I bet mankind has gotten a tad stale.

...I wonder if the council is getting bored as well. Another species would offer quite a few new things to document after all.

...

The demon of tales: "...This...this silence. How delicious!" The hands on the trees clapped their trunks. The faces cheered. The intestines wiggled in joy. Or, in other words, the forest was giving the demon its applause.

The demon in turn put a hand on its chest. Then, it bowed. Going down and down until its head was directly under its crotch. It then moved to the other side of its crotch and went up and up until I could see its head poking out from its back. It smiled and waved

The cheers got even louder.

The demon of tales: "Thank you, thank you! But really, it's a team effort! And I couldn't do it without you all!"

Shadow Demon: "Sssshow sssff."

Who was it even talking to? The stories themselves or just...other demons?

Well, either way, The Demon of tales undid its inhuman bow, snapping back up like how you'd expect a toy to.

Its eyes were looking directly at me.

The demon of tales: "You understand, don't you? That despite all the struggle your kin has gone through, it will accomplish nothing in stopping ME! Much less my father or any other demon worth a damn. So why are you even trying? Just kick back, relax, and go somewhere quiet while the world burns. Because let's be honest, you sure as hell aren't putting out ANY of its fires."

The demon's smile grew and grew, till even its ears were grinning.

The demon of tales: "Oh, you DEFINITELY get it. That giving up is not only the ONLY way you're leaving here alive, but happy as well. And isn't that better than fighting for NOTHING?! For a chance that doesn't exist! For people that don't care about you? Couldn't you do more 'good' by throwing away the guns and tough guy act and just...living a bit? Isn't that what your lil sis is doing? Can't you see how much happier she is? How much happier she'd BE if you did the same?"

The demon raised its hand, and six fingers stood tall.

The demon of tales: "This is my offer, you leave me be. And I let you enjoy the few moments you have left. See? I can get over my pride! So do me a favor, and get over yours."

The demon's smile turned to a grin.

The demon of tales: "If by the count of 6, you do nothing...well I'll consider our deal complete. Now... lets get it started, 1-"

A single finger went down.

Shadow Demon: "Sssre sssou-"

Agent Instakill: "Don't be stupid...we both know what I need to do."

This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

The demon of tales: "2!...."

Another finger went down.

I reviewed the situation. Plan A was borderline impossible at this point.

The demon was getting more and more focused on leaving.

A-

The demon of tales: "3!...."

a-And it's only a matter of time before Bait 1 and 2 go to the police. Alone they couldn't prove the existence of demons, but if the demon did attack Cafir...

The demon of tales: "4!..."

...Worst case scenario it becomes a worldwide crisis overnight.

Even if all that was a nonissue, I still haven't gotten close to figuring out how to even get past its defenses.

And if it's to be believed...then-

The demon of tales: "5!...."

It wouldn't matter anyway.

So...my only option was plan B. Or well...a modified version of it to keep the demon's attention.

...Which I stood almost no chance of pulling off with all these wounds.

The demon of tales: "6!....?"

It's over... there's no way out of this.

In the end, all I can do while everything around me burns...

Is run as far as I can.

The demon of tales: "...Well, I'll take that as a yes."

The demon moved onward.

I looked at the shadow demon.

Agent Instakille: "When everything starts burning...well, try not to make it too hard on me."

Shadow demon: "Sssill sssou sssin?"

I nodded.

Shadow Demon: "Sssery sssell. Sss sssshall ssssave ssst sssor sssater."

I looked down at my bleeding palms.

Agent Instakill: "I don't think they'll be a later...Bullseye, auto-replenish the guns as well, I'll need it in case that thing tries to strike me down."

I felt something swell up within me, pushing up like a hand an-

Agent Instakill: "Ugchk!"

I wiped my mouth and waited for my vision to unblur enough to understand what I'd vomited onto my hand.

Oh, yeah. That's blood, definitely blood.

...Shit.

I tried to take a deep breath to slow down my palms shaking, but my throat hurt too much for that. So I settled for a coarse sigh.

I rubbed the back of my neck.

The tattoo still burned. Everything was ready.

I looked at the biggest portal, and then, dived into its light.

The demon of tales: "WAIT WHAT THE FUC-"

Agent Instakill: "Do me a favor, and die."

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! B-

Alright, I've lost count of all the bangs. So, to put it simply.

I unloaded every bullet in both my recently created Ak47's into that cunts head.

Thh! Thh! Thh-

Or well, I would've if it didn't deflect them all.

But in this case, I think it's the thought that counts.

And judging by the demon's grimace...it agreed.

The demon of tales: "You...YOU...YOU IDIOT! How much more obvious do I need to make it that you stand no chance! That you're fighting for NOTHING. That-"

Agent Instakill: "But I am convinced of all that. It's just that-"

I threw both Ak47's away in favor of two newly made ones.

Agent Instakill: "I don't care."

The demon of tales: "...WHAT?!"

Agent Instakill: "I'm a weapon, a tool, a thing to be used. Why would I care about HOW I'm being used?"

The demon of tales: "That...that...THAT'S STUPID!"

The demon pointed at me.

The demon of tales: "EVERYONE CARES! Everyone has goals and desires and things they want! That's how humans work. HOW YOU WORK!"

I raised both my guns, my lips rising to the closest they could to a smile.

Agent Instakill: "I guess I'm just...not like the other girls."

The demon's hands turned to blades.

The demon of tales: "No...your fucking with me! I know you are! I KNOW HOW HUMANS WORK! And I did not just fucking waste my time-"

Agent Instakill: "Built different, ya know? I-"

The demon of tales: "DON'T YOU DARE MAKE LIGHT OF ME! I have turned sane men mad! I have ruined lives! If you knew what I could do to you...WHY you'd run to the hills! SCREAMING and PLEADING for mercy! For-"

Agent Instakill: "Tiny Shark doo-doo doo-doo, Tiny Shark doo-doo-"

The demon of tales: "I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!"

The demon charged at me.

Plan B, phase 1 complete.

The final section! (Section.)

I offer you THE END OF THIS CHAPTER...kinda shitty offer in retrospect.