“ZEEERAAAAA!” Iskoma shouted angrily as he grabbed another imp from his neck and threw it unceremoniously on the ground. “Would you mind keeping your damn imps controlled for even one second?” The Frost manipulator complained.

“Aww, chill man. Not like they do anything bad.” The Red imp shrugged as he cheerfully fed a slime in his hand a dangerous looking red liquid.

“They literally corrode through my armor every time they drool.” The Half draconian said back in a fury that was dismissed with all the worry of lazy student in a holyday. “And seriously, if you don’t keep them in check, this will end up just like last time!”

“KuKuKuKu! Worry not, my dear phantasmagorical dragon best buddy of the week!” The imp said with a wide and wicked smile. “I have a plan!”

“Did you forget that explosions didn’t work the last time?” The Manipulator said coldly while staring at him.

“…KuKuKuKu! Worry not, my dear phantasmagorical dragon best buddy of the day!” The imp said with a wide and Wicked smile. “I have another plan!”

“Acid didn’t work either.”

“…KuKuKuKu! Worry not, my dear phantasmagorical dragon best buddy of the hour!” The imp said with a wide and Wicked smile. “I have yet another plan.”

“Your little pets were about as useful as a drop of water in the sun.”

“Okay. That’s it. We aren’t friends anymore!” The imp said annoyed while turning away and grumbling annoyed. “And here I thought about sharing some of the magnificence of the almighty lord AA with you but Noooo! You had to…”

The imp would have carried on grumbling annoyed where they were if it wasn’t for and agonized screech reaching the duo. For a moment, the two of them simply flinched in shock and confusion as they stared at the mansion in the distance.

The reason for their shock wasn’t the screech per se. Playing a couple of days with the prankster gnome was more than enough to make anyone get used to screeches. What surprised them was the sheer agony that said screech contained, as well as the one who was doing the screech.

For a moment, the duo simply looked at each other in shock.

“Was that…” The imp asked in shock.

“It can’t be...” The half-dragon replied in worry.

In the end, the duo decided to approach the house. Zeratul for curiosity, and Iskoma out of worry.

There was no doubt about it, the screech came from the ghost who had, not long ago, just kicked their asses with all its spectral might.

The duo approached the mansion from the back, and following the leadership of the imp who was more than used to stealthing his way around places, they approached the mansion via the woods, and then by running from bush to bush.

Well, if you considered leaving a large spider drag you in the ground as running, then yeah, the two of them were running.

Arriving at a bush just outside of the mansion’s reach, the duo crouched down and watched the now eerily quiet mansion once again.

“…You think an exorcist got there before us?” Zeratul asked from the corner of his mouth.

“Don’t know. You insisted on us approaching from behind…” The larger one said angrily. “…So if someone walked in, I have no idea.”

“Okay…” The imp nodded. Then spent a new, record-breaking, two seconds of looking serious. “So, can I blow the house now?”

“Oh, for the love of… NO! WE AREN’T BLO…”

“GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” The screech echoed again, with even more horror and more agony than before, the bloodcurdling scream spreading through the air and echoing from the forest.

A goosebumps ran through Iskoma’s spines twice, thrice, even four times over as fear ran over his body. And if he were to take a guess, he’d say that his little friend shared his feeling, seeing how he was now glued to his head like silver tape. Together with three of his smaller imps, one of his slimes and that creepy spider.

“H-hah! T-T-That s-s-s-su-r-re w-w-was surp-p-prising.” The imp said in his best attempt of sounding nonchalant, which failed epically as his knees kept bonking against the larger man’s nose and his teeth clacking wildly.

“You… let… Go…” Iskoma said while trying to rip the imp away from his face. He didn’t succeed. “You do know we can’t find what’s in there if you keep blocking my eyes like that!”

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“And why would we want to do that? That was bloody scary man!” The imp said in despair.

“Haah.” The half-dragon sighed. “…Because it would be peeping.”

“Kalabanashikimi! Enter stealth mode! Time for peeping!” The imp said while jumping down and pointing bravely towards the mansion.

The frost manipulator simply sighed tiredly while shaking his head. Truly, the imp was about as predictable as Schrodinger’s cat playing with three twenty sided dices made entirely of unstable quarks or pretty much any other unstable particle. However, it was easy to find what ticked the little trickster, and sure enough, just choosing the right word could make him change his antics entirely.

“KuKuKu.” The imp said as he scavenged around his inventory until he found a small phial of sorts. He poured the phial on the ground, seeing as the green metallic liquid formed a mirrored surface. “And now, to the best part!”

The imp turned to one of the smaller imps that had been saluting him, and nonchalantly poured a phial on the head of his companion. The smaller imp’s body soon started losing its color, becoming bleached white. Soon after, another phial was emptied on its head, this time dyeing it green.

“Go Go GO my dear friend!” The imp said while pointing towards the mansion.

The smaller imp nodded before falling on all four and snaking his way to the mansion. Turning their attention back to the puddle, the duo watched as it rippled into a new appearance, soon showing an ever-changing image that matched the now green imp’s view of the world.

“Seriously, how do you even pull this off?”

“Eh… Throw some plants, monster parts, ores, and other better not divulged things in a cauldron and hope it don’t blow up.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how science works.” Iskoma said with a grimace that was beautifully ignored by the imp.

“Oh! Hey! I think I can hear something!” The imp said before starting to laugh madly.

Only to thoroughly shut up as, even from their hiding spot, they heard as a loud explosion echoed and the wall was shattered by a translucent flying figure that bounced on the ground a couple of times before laying even more lifeless than a ghost should normally be.

“Did that ghost just break through a wall?” The dragon asked in a low tone.

“That’s not how occultism works…” The imp said in a scared tone while once again hugging the mage-knight’s leg.

However, as if to mock the duo, another figure appeared from the hole. Or rather, it peeked over the hole, way too far and too deep into the house for them to make any real form. However, even from where they were the duo could only hug each other in sheer horror as a massive burning hammer stood besides a pair of terrifying green eyes.

For a good moment, they could only swallow their saliva in fear. The screech from before being anything but a mere memory towards the sheer pressure that… Monster… emanated. Even the Imp refused to acknowledge that creature as a normal living being.

“D-Did he just… W-With a weapon?” The Frost emitter asked in sheer disbelief.

How? They had tried everything ,yet their attacks just went through the ghosts like it was no one’s business. However, that horrifying creature had managed to knock the ghost out cold with nothing but a hammer?

“G-G-G-Green eyes…” The gobbling whispered.

Then, the duo felt like a bucket of cold water dumped on them as the understanding befell them. They had read rumors, heard about him, but never thought he was real. Nor that they’d ever meet him. Yet…

“H-Hey! He didn’t see us yet!” The imp said, recovering from his shock as he noticed that the monster wasn’t looking at them.  “T-This is the chance of a lifetime!” He said while preparing to order his smaller brethren around.

“What are you talking about?” Iskoma asked in despair.

“Well, he’s…”

“That should serve as a warning.” A voice came from the puddle, freezing the duo in their tracks once again.

Warning? Warning to who? It couldn’t be to them, right? Just as they thought that, the creature’s eye moved, scanning the horizon until it stopped at where they were.

The duo became even whiter than the bleached imp.

“I-It can’t be… Right?” Zeratul said.

“I-I don’t know…” The larger one said in disbelief. “This is your fault! You deal with it!”

“A-A-AH… M-maybe it’s just a guess.” The imp nodded worriedly. “Yes, yes. Just a guess. I bet that even if my little Kalabanashikimi approaches him, he won’t notice.” He said while eyeing the puddle that was staring at the green eyed creature. Sending an order to have it approach the monster, the imp moved, but…

“YOU!” It said as if in shock. “What do you think you are doing?”

The imp almost fainted.

“No no no no no. Don’t you dare leave me alone.” Iskoma slapped his smaller friend awake.

“Let me pass out in peace!” The imp begged in tears! “I was so close! So…”

“This isn’t what we agreed on!”

““EEEP!”” The duo shrieked in horror while jumping away from the puddle. He knew! He totally knew! They are so dead. So freaking dead! They had read the rumors. They knew what he did to his victims! How could they even dare to think they’d survive?

“Wait, we?” The frost emitted asked in surprise, once again turning his attention to the puddle and noticing something. Another figure, holding on to the waist of green eyes. THE green eyes. He couldn’t see the face, but the figure was smaller, probably a girl. The only thing they could see from the darker interior of the house was its long black hair and small white arms, holding the being.

“S-She’s… protecting us?” The imp said in disbelief.

“Okay… I’ll let these ones go for now.” The monster said.

““We… We are saved!”” The duo shouted in happiness before darting away from the place before Green Eyes changed his mind.

Had they been in good mind, they would have noticed that the monster’s tone was anything but aggressive, or that he never once had even laid its eyes upon them, but alas, fear is a strong catalyst for imagination, and with that, the legend of green eyes grew, as his tales of being able to smash even incorporeal opponents spread through the land.

However, at the same time, a new legend began. Of a black haired spirit who would hold back the mighty fury of Green Eyes, the Brutal. The only being in the entire database that could halt him in his path of death and destruction.

However, that legend, will be left for another day.