Higgs’s coffee shop was more crowded than ever; humans almost took all the seats and became their usual spot so much that PDs started to feel like the newcomers, but Higgs’s coffee shop always had a few CDs that were strangely calm for a chaos demon. One looked like a deer man with calm eyes and antlers on his head, but human eyes could get used to him easily since he somehow gave people a resemblance to deer heads hanging on the walls. He always ordered white tea, a rare and expensive taste, but matched his black suit, looking like a wall-street shark wearing a deer mask rather than a deer man as a chaos demon.

The next one was a classic werewolf, brown, furry, and huge, but he acted more like a human than a wolf, and Hollywood movies made him far easier to drink. Next, he always ordered Irish coffee and had a woodchopper clothing style.

And the last one was a woman with a shiny silver skull mask and long, loose black hair. A few men had a crush on her as soon as they saw her, like their fantasies of having an affair with a mysterious, dangerous woman could come true. She always ordered coffee with ginger and honey, had a biker girl style, and owned a heavy motorcycle.

No human sat near them at first, but after a week, even though they were looked at as Higgs’s coffee shop’s furniture, they were always there, always ordering the same thing, and rarely talked to humans, but they could have gotten quite chatty when the coffee shop was empty of human customers.

When night arrived, they would leave. The werewolf took his axe and chopped down the trees. The masked woman got on her bike and rode to the unknown. Of course, she was allowed to ride because of the sheriff’s order, and the deer-man had a luxurious mansion near the coffee shop. People could see it through the windows. He used to say, “I come here to keep my social attitude high. That mansion can get quite lonely and make me feel isolated."

Humans built tents in the woods near Higgs’s coffee shop, and slowly Higgs expanded his coffee shop with a bar built next to it with his only daughter Perri as its manager. Humans understood that the hundred ships that brought them here wouldn’t be back to take them back home.

But no one dared to say anything since the new Sheriff Hector and his gunslingers loved to make an example of the unlawful citizens, so the situation was more like 'either make a life in HP or die’

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A hundred ships brought 10100 more souls the next week and never returned except for Hope, the only floating way to Heaven’s Peak.

Higgs expanded more with a brothel with all sorts of PDs and a few charming CDs for thrilling sex that would not eat or kill humans. The tents turned into wooden cottages, and the economy was taking shape.

The three CDs—the werewolf, the deer-man, and the masked girl—were part of human society, and Moonland had a new part. Now Higgs and his daughter were one of the richest families on Heaven’s Peak, and Hector was still the sheriff. With William Becket’s sudden absence, he abused his power, and Higgs established his gang and made a territory while other gangs, small and big, had to pay tribute to him.

Annie and her family and their restaurant Granday were immune to all that change; they did as they had done before killing their victims and feeding Heaven’s Peak monsters to keep them in their places, stopping the chaos. With Lame Joe gone, Paul was the one who delivered the monthly meat to the monsters. He learned a lot about HP and found new ways to increase Annie’s family value for HP. His relationship with Annie was getting better day by day, and he kept his distance from newly established human communities. He was more of a demon now than a human.

Ragdoll was forgotten, but he cherished Becket’s absence and hunted humans whenever possible to make his army and ensure his territory against all who dared to defeat him.

For six months, none of the lawmen showed up until, at the end of winter, the first day of spring, William Becket came back riding his car. Everything was changed except one, of course; he was still the law, and now he had to show what the Sheriff could really do, and broken bones and bullet holes in skulls would just be a normal start for him.

The police station was open again. Humans didn’t know it; they never found out where the officers lived or where demons lived, but what mattered was that everything was about to change again, and as always, people and demons resisted change, which is why Becket was going to restore everything alone.

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