Inside of a tavern, there was a large crowd surronding a single drunkard.

There seems to be a ton of questions thrown at him and if you listen in you could hear everyone asking about a similar things.

"Why is Damien drinking?"

"I thought Damien does not drink?

"Damien, Why are you drinking?"

Damien walked out and seem to have walked towards another tavern.

"Hey Crossbow dude,"said a voice.

Damien quickly spun ,searching for the voice.

Then Damien saw Jake with a pug on his shoulder.

Damien quickly ran to him with the full force of his speed stat.

He quickly hugs him.

"I thought I killed you,"said Damien.

Feeling familarity with the man, jake asked,"Mike?"

He had never seen Mike with his eyes but he knew that Mike had always been with him.

Realizing his surronding, Damien grabbed Jake and tried to pull him.

Jake resisted and Damien had no choice but to reply,"Yes but we got to go."

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Jake released his resistance and Damien quickly ran while covering himself with a cloak.

Twently minutes later, they reached a forest base hidden by veins and trees.

Damien removed his cloak and placed down his crossbow on the kitchen counter.

Jake settled down on a chair but Damien insisted that he move to the bed.

Not wanting to worry Damien, Jake lied down on the bed while Damien spoke a lot to Jake.

"I didn't think you would already enter the game."

Jake tried to intervene but he was cut off,"I was going to-"

"i am so sorry I was not able to stop you from dying those fifty times."

Once again Jake tried to intervene but Damien changed the topic again,"That did not matter to me."

"Where did that pug come from?"

Finally Jake finally got annoyed so he threw a rag on Mike's head,"Oh this pug? I woke up with it."

"*muffled*"

Seeing Mike's face gone blue and a bit of pink, Jake quickly removed the rag.

"I should have told you that elves should not be allowed to touch the rag of a mortal being younger than them,"explained Damien.

"Why? We should be similar in age?"Jake questioned.

"it seems that time is magnified to about twenty times so I should be much older than you."Damien explained again.

Jake pouted and said,"I am still the older cousin."

"Mike I have to go,The nurses are calling for me."Jake said in urgency.

"Go on."said Mike while looking at the window.

"Mike,"said a rough voice.

Mike quickly rolled and pulled up his crossbow.

But nothing was there except a pug.

"I have something to tell you right now and you must swear never to tell Jake."a voice came from the pug.

Damien nodded but dare not speak in hopes that he can detect where the voice was actually coming from.

"I am in this pug body in order to protect Jake because he knows not of the destiny he chose."the voice once again came from the pug.

"I don't believe you,"said Damien.

"You need not to believe but know that I brought him to you for a reason and I believe you will complete it."answered the pug.

The pug no longer answered but left a note and disappeared.

The note was of a badly drawned text box but it was legible.

[New possesser of the Demon four:Canine lord.

Possesser:Jake

Ability: pain acceptance

Weapon:Shield]

Mike lost all suspicion and quickly made preparations to protect Jake.