A katana cuts through thick vines, carving a path into Anon’s camp site.

“Hpmh, I sense the presence of a Demon Sin, but it looks like it was just you, Anon.”

Anon looks perplexed. It takes him awhile to recognize the face but eventually his eyes light up with recognition when he sees the black fist mark on the man’s face,

“Hey BLM.”

“That’s not my name!”

“Cold steal?” He flicks his eyes towards the katana.

“No!”

“Subarbu outback?”

The man in a black trench coat cuts a tree with one slice. While it falls he trims the foliage and shaves off the bark. It falls in front of him. Stepping over it. He sits down. Queenie begins to shake. Her nerves eat away at her as she recognizes what the black fist mark means. This man is the one who killed Wrath.

“I thought we agreed that you would leave the demon king’s army to me.” He points the katana over the fire at the red heart on Anon’s hand.

“Oh c'mon, I didn’t even know, plus our deal only applied to the Demon Lord.”

He begins to yell so loud that the fire moves. “How am I supposed to beat the Demon Lord if you squash all my stepping stones?”

Queenie begins to hide behind Anon.

Anon sits eating his roast bug acting disinterested. “Set up a mob grinder.”

The fire is parted. Anon is parted by a perfect cut. Horizontal, as his body splits in two and each side slumps, a shower of blood erupts to a ludicrous degree. Queenie meets eyes with the katana hero.

“Please don’t kill me. I’ve lost everything. I didn’t even want to follow him I just —”

An audible pop is heard and Anon picks up his roasted bug. “Hey! Now there is dirt on my food. Are you gonna compensate me for this?”

“Can’t she?” Subaru blows his bangs out of his hair and gestures towards the Queen. Anon turns, looking at her expectidly.

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“I mean, I could make more, but–but–we’d…uhh… we’d have to do it again.”

Anon looks at the bug that he’s holding. “Infinite food source.”

“Anon!” Subaru scolds. “They’d be your kids.”

“Umm… That one was already… his kid.” Queenie interjects.

Anon perplexes over this. “But you put the egg sacs on me. They got deleted when I was fighting the other ones.”

“I put the queens on you. The drones you fought…Well drones grow up very fast.”

“Is there a word for eating ones kids? Infacaniblism? Well check that one off.”

Taking a bite and chewing it slowly he then spits it out. “Yep, can’t eat dirty food.” He points it at the other hero. “Give me your kids to eat as compensation.”

“What? Are you crazy?”

“You’re the one who ruined my kids meal. If you go to Mcdonalds and someone slaps your kid's meal out of your hand then you’d expect them to replace it, right?”

“I can’t give you children to eat. I don’t even have kids.”

Glaring at the other hero with cold eyes. The hero's eyes lock and then Anon shifts his to the queen. He nudges his head forward. Then looks at the other hero and nudges his head towards the queen.

“NO! I’m not fucking a demon. I shouldn’t have even stopped. Every time it goes like this. I stay away from you for a few months I forget how annoying you are.”

Anon burst out laughing. “I’m just messing with you, why are you always so tense? We’re friends, we have the Stigma to prove it.” Anon lifts up his shirt, exposing on his flat stomach a small katana emblem.

“Show her yours, it’s funny.”

Subarru looks away. “Cmon.”

He shakes his head.

Anon rapidly nods his.

Subaru looks at queenie then to Anon. “FFFFFFFINE” he lifts up his shirt, his pale skin is emblazoned with a long string of letters. “Loldidyouknowyoucanmakethestigmasynbolaslongasyouwantaslongasthemarkisonecontinuessymbolcheckthisout…..” the rest of the symbol is a series of doodles sprawling in every direction.

“I was nice and made yours small.”

“And I wasn’t, just part of making a deal with me.”

The three sit in silence. Queenie begins to grow nervous at the sudden lul in action. These are people that greet each other by slicing each other in half. She must keep them distracted and talking.

“So what was the deal?”

“Like I could tell a demon, you might leak it to the demon lor—”

“I can’t kill the demon lord.” Anon states flatly.

“Huh?”

“Anon!”

“I mean, I was going to, but this guy fucked up and gave himself the stigma of ‘I will kill the Demon Lord’ and he begged me to make a deal with him–”

“You were about to kill the demon lord?”

“I mean, it’s a long story….” He looks at the face of Subaru who looks completely annoyed by the place the conversation is going.”Which is why I’m going to tell you all about it.”