“Hehehe.” the creepy man rubbed his hands together as he creeped forward towards the unconscious busty girl.

Darkboi gasped silently as he watched it all unfold from his hiding place -the tree-. He had to do something! She was obviously not waking up, even though he could see she was alive by the movements of her torso, her breasts shuffling up and down with each inspiration.

He grit his teeth as he gripped a branch. His admirable moral code told him to do something but that would mean going up to confront someone, which he imagined would be much harder than the confrontations he thought of.

Taking another look, he noticed the man was not even halfway to crossing the few meters separating the bush he had appeared from and the unconscious girl. Even after having thought all that, what a slow pace.

The man paused as he grit his teeth and clutched his heart with his hand.

“Fuck.” he evilly seethed in rage. “If only I didn’t have fifty-six broken ribs. I really hope no one is going to come out and kill me with way too much ease.”

Darkboi stopped, not that he was doing too much, but he stopped still. Maybe he could take him on? He didn’t have much but his weak body but for the sake of a inhuman complete stranger he would be ready to risk his life.

Wait.

He reconsidered the situation. Would the man be really able to do much of anything in his state? He had began walking again, but maybe there wasn’t a need to intervene at all.

“Pfew.” the man darkly exhaled as he trudged forward. “Boi I sure do love raping women, too bad she’s not a child.”

A deep, dark wrath awoke inside Darkboi. This man was a monster. He had to be eliminated before he could find anything else to add to his reputation. Darkboi would cleanse the world of such filth.

Darkboi’s eyes turned red without him knowing as he ran forwards, unleashing a deep dark scream that rooted the man in fear.

“Ah! Who are you?!” he tried to cover himself behind his arms but he knew he had no chance.

“I am your death asshole!” Darkboi screamed as he punched the man in the chest.

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“Aaaaaaah! Impossible!” his foe fell over, dead.

Breathing heavily, Darkboi looked at the corpse of the man he had just killed, before looking at his hand dramatically. He had killed someone, for the first time in his life. He didn’t know he had such power.

But he felt no guilt. No, the other weak-minded fools of the village would have felt guilty, but not him. He was above such things. Men like him deserved only death, and he would take it upon himself to protect weak, busty girls from them.

“Umumumumu?”

Darkboi jumped as a voice came from behind him. I twas a weak, female voice. was it the demon girl thingy?!

Turning around, he found her beginning to wake up, maybe the sound of his manly fight had awoke her from her sleep. She rose up from the ground, her breasts jiggling in her extremely-revealing and tight clothing, rubbing her eyes to clear them from sleep.

And then she stopped, blinking a few times before emitting weird onomatopoeia as she looked at her surroundings.

“Umuwu? Owo?” Darkboi couldn’t help but be instantly smitten by her cute mannerisms. “What’s this? This doesn’t look like hell.”

Darkboi opened his mouth a few times before closing it, unsure of what to say.

“E-E-E-Erm, my lady.” he bowed when she looked at him. “This is… uh not hell no, it’s uh the mortal plane?”

She cutely tilted her head in confusion before she properly took in the sight of him and the corpse of the other man. She held back her cheeks from blushing as she noticed how cool darkboi looked.

“Oh~ I see~.” she sang as she got up with a jiggle, before walking forward and capturing one of Darkboi’s arms. “Omowo. You say mortal plane and yet I can feel the influence of a demon on your soul.”

“E-Eh?” Darkboi was taken aback, stuttering as he tried to not think about her breasts pressing against his arm. “Well uh, that must be your charm my lady.”

She gasped and put a hand over her beautiful mouth.

“You’re just saying that because i’m a succubus.” her eyes narrowed and she pouted. “Romowomu. I’ll have you know I don’t just do these… things with anyone just because of my race!!”

“Yes, yes!” Darkboi exclaimed. “I can assure you I didn't even notice your… more demonic assets as I rushed in to save you from this poor-intentioned man.”

“Really.” she seemed hesitant to believe him and yet didn’t let go of his arm.

“Yes.” Darkboi brought one of her hand to his lips. “It would have been rude to look at someone in your… clothing state.”

“Oh~.” Tears appeared at the corners of the demon’s eyes as she hid her face behind her eyes. “No one has ever been so kind to me, they all want me for my body. I’m so happy!”

She jumped up and down in happiness and Darkboi struggled to not let his eyes stray. He was hugged once again, this time completely, and her chest pressed against his torso, her head laying a bit under his.

“I’m Lilith.”

“D-Darkboi. DarkBoi69.”