And so it finally starts, the beginning of my more then 8000 long years of what has caused me to fall somewhere as low as a mortal realm.. My younger self had been summoned by the Governor, his father, personally to attend to the meeting help in the throne room.. grrrr a real throne…
Standing in the middle of this majestic throne room in the presence of an imposing figure.. Seeing him like this I can’t help but reconsider my foul opinion of the demon that is haughtily sitting in his gigantic throne.. Sadly enough, that was but a momentarily lapse of judgment due to the current atmosphere in this room. I have known this monster long enough to know that he’s nothing more then a senile old man with too much power to go around and it looks like the boredom is strong within him which is really bad. It feels like he’s ready to pounce me at any given moment but to my surprise he chose to actually speak to me for a change..
“Atreo”
He said my name! This is looking seriously bad. I want to meld with the darkness this very moment but unless he charges on me first I can’t make a move since bailing in the middle of a conversation with my king would be considered bad manners. Resigned to my fate of probably becoming a sacrifice for powering his crazy powers I had no choice but to answer him.
“Yes, father.” - bowing down on one knee, I managed to squeeze out a simple answer.
“Atreo, the game of cat and mouse that we played on all of your birthdays was truly enterntaining”
Damn it.. The way he said it was as if he honestly considered those life and death experiences as a game. This geezer is even crazier then I ever thought!
“But unfortunately you have now completely grown up and spending time playing around would be something unsightly even for spending the rare quality time between a father and his son”
Ooh god.. someone please call some heavenly PTA or w/e and save this poor innocent demon child from the clutches of this very scary old man. Now praying to gods that would never consider saving something like a demon.. and a demon that had killed a few of their own kind to boot. What is this?! Karma? Was I really such a bad demon after all that now I’ll face my punishment.. While I was in the middle of remembering all the horrid things that I’ve committed during my oh so short life and that there is no longer any salvation for me my father continued to speak
“I see that you seem quite sad about it my young Atreo, but worry not since I’ve took it upon myself to find something to keep you entertained… and me while you’ll be going at it… Uhm.. Either way, Atreo, you had 5 years for yourself but now it’s time for you to come back and the first mission for is something special that took me all of those 5 years to come up with this.. Basically.. I want you to go and take the over the Demon Realm… Now I have more important issues to attend so farewell”.
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And so he casually leaves his majestic throne and strolls out through the closest door to him seemingly wanting to not be anywhere close to me by the time I managed to get over the shock caused by receiving an order such as this.
To be honest I even respected him for uttering something like that.. I mean cmon, in my eyes he was already the craziest bastard around that couldn’t get any worse.. But here he made it worse.. surpassing all the possible turtures that I thought that he would manage to come up with as a birthday present for his one and only son.. Somehow this had lead me to a thought that I might have had an older brother or a sister that were smashed as a present on their 100thbirthday and without the soul magick they failed to survive.. Probably making my father sad.. somewhere on the level of having your favorite puppy die in an unfortunate incident. Regardless this has nothing to do with my current situation.
While in the middle of considering my options I realize that although my father has left… The rest of the nobles demons present during this ceremony, where I was pretty much publically executed, stayed unmoving in their spots.. Observing me with mocking smiles while whispering between each other probably discussing of how they will benefit after I’m gone… Truly some might hit the jackpot if I were to die while humoring my father.. but not this guys.. Now their time is up.
Releasing the constrains on my dark aura that has grown to an immeasurable size over the passage of years, now completely unrestraint engulfing the whole of the Demonic Castle with all of it’s majesty. That’ll teach him.. Too bad he wasn’t there to go down together with his damn castle! Oh adolescence, it’s truly hard for a young demon, such as myself, to keep my emotions in check while in a middle of a growth spurt. Although it must be a blessing that my father along with the rest of our clan was out attending to his “more important matters”. Oh how glad I am that they are still well and unharmed. Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to provide them with proper deaths while subjecting them to tortures that I’m yet to come up with. Following my father in his footsteps I’ll take my time to come up with a worthy execution method for all of the before making my move, but for now I shall bid my time.