In a merchant city that was at the level of the demon's capital there stood an ancient clan, The Iron Demon Clan, while they May be an ancient clan they only recently went from a low level clan to one of the strongest in the Demon land. And it was all because of a lady known as The Iron Maiden, she managed to single handedly raise the clan from it's ashes to a global scale.

In The Iron Demon Clan a throne room could be seen, much like the rest of the clan it was made after the clan's keepsake, iron. Around the throne the elders off the clan could be seen muttering to themselves in a panic. They have all right to do so since this is the first time the Clan Leader called for a meeting with every high level member of the clan. The reason why she would do that is still unknown, hence the worry.

With a bang the double doors to the throne room were thrown open as a bare chested man walked in.

"AND JUST WHY ARE YOU SUMMONI-" before he could finish he was nailed to the wall by a iron spike.

"What did I say about yelling in my throne room? And put a shirt on, no one wants to see that." Spoke a shadowed figure in the throne.

Instead of bursting into rage, as you would expect from his type, he instead quickly got unto one knee and looked down in shame.

"Please forgive me for my insolence my liege, I'm still not used to your rules."

"NOT USED TO? I might have believed that years ago but it's been a decade! After I killed the man who tried to force me into marriage I became the clan leader, it's written into our rules is it not? Of course if you hate my rule so much than say it!"

A look of anger could be seen in the man and he had to bite himself on the lips to restrain himself from talking back. After kneeling on the floor for a while he stormed out when he realized she wouldn't tell him to rise.

"Now that the eyesore is gone we can talk business. Off our coast on one of our islands appeared an unknown lifeform. While we've had false alarms more than we can count, this time we can't even get a rough estimate of it's power."

"Do you mean our Artifact isn't working?" A worried Elder asked.

"Unfortunately yes, as the Fortune Teller told us this being could either take us to the top or utterly destroy us, As such I would like to propose I go myself." instantly chatter rang out as The Elders in unison opposed this desicion.

"You can't my liege!" "We would be defenceless without you!" "Everything we worked for would end if we lose you!" Shouted various Elders.

"I think I might have misspoke, I was not giving you a choice but rather informing you of my desicion. Now. Do I have any volunteers for going with me?" Absolute silence. Not a single person volunteered.

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"I will!" Shouted a beautiful woman in the back.

"Haha of course your going Rachel! Your my personal maid after all." Pointing out the maids position seemed to embarrass her as she looked down fidgeting. I just wanted to end this awkward silence you big dummy.

"I guess I have no takers? So be it. Await my return with news of victory." Seemingly unperturbed by the lack of response she simply stood up and walked out the throne room, of course that caused her maid to fumble behind her.

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"Wow. It's unbelievable! How long did you leave them here? A week. A month?" Questioned the maid.

"You might not believe it but this is actually still the first day I found out about him."

"Are you sure you just didn't discover him later?"

"Dont tell me you're questioning the artifact? I found out where he was the moment he appeared in my land."

In front of the duo was a island with a giant dome on top of it, the sphere was honeycombed like a bee's nest and was far to large to be made by mortal hands. It was steel grey in color and radiated a aura of oppression around it that made even the Iron Maiden shudder. As they stood there wondering what to do the honeycomb in front of them faded out of existence, it was obviously an invitation. Would they answer? Of course they would, standing in front of the structure was the Iron Maiden herself. Rumors says she was strong enough to decimate an entire army singlehandedly and that she was the sole reason the Iron Demons rose to their position today.

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"HAHA! You think a magic door would be enough to scare us off? I WILL make you bow before me!" In complete disregard of her previous caution the Maiden ran through the entrance.

"Wh-what? I thought you said we had to be careful. Master! MASTER!" Not willing to be left behind she gave chase to her reckless companion.

Inside the doom they found a lake with a bridge to the center. On the center sat a castle floating in the wind, it's sheer magnificence alone almost caused them to choke on their spit.

"That castle is even better than out own empire's! And since when was there a lake here?" Instead of sharing in her maids awe the Maiden instead was shaking in her boots, on her near perfect face terror could be seen. The whites from her knuckles could be seen from how hard they were clenched.

""W-we s-should get put of here."

"Hah? Aren't you the one who ran in here?"

"No you don't underst-" at this moment the entire space inside the sphere shifted, as if it was a completely separate world from the outside guided by it's own laws. The castle on the lake started to quickly draw near until there was no archway, but rather a drawbridge.

"Amazing! Only a pocket world could do that! And to be of this size... it could only be a pocket universe! Come on miss if we manage to take this we could have TWO artifacts, than we'd no longer be suppressed by the Demon Royality!" Instead of being excited by this shocking discovery, she instead showed even more fear.

However a look of determination soon appeared on her face.

"I have to destroy the abomination within these walls" muttered the woman.

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Inside the halls of the castle two women could be seen traversing it carefully. After walking for a few minutes they stumbled open a giant black gate. On the black gate the face of a charming man winking was engraved,a direct opposition to the  door's somber aura.

"Haha! Making such an atmospheric castle yet having a hot guy on the door? I don't know whether to be impressed or disgusted.

"Well I think you should choose impressed. I had to argue with Aiko for it, all this "Your home has to display your might!" If I could have had my way I would've just built a comfy log home."

Behind the door was a long hall that ended on a throne, the throne was made of marble and yet  as if a cushion, the throne sank down where he Sat.

The two women couldn't help but take a sharp breath when they saw who was on the throne. It was as if an angel had graced their mortal eyes, every part of him seemed as if perfection. In front of him the two beautiful women who would normally cause nations to war over them felt lackluster.

"Chuckle. Where are you looking? I didn't expect my first guests to be perverts."

"W-wha? N-no we're not perverts! W-wait I mean. Uhhh."

In front of him the maid was as if a fumbling drunk. Seeing the show in front of him the unknown man couldn't help but laugh.

"Well ain't you a comedian? Anyway I was meaning to ask if-" sitting up from his throne he slowly walked toward them, when he got near however the woman next to the stuttering girl plunged at him.

Suprised he only had enough time to move slightly to the right. Despite only hitting his left arm in a seemingly defiance of physics it exploded. With a blank look he watched as his blood splattered across the castle walls.

"What was that for? I just wanted-" without waiting for him to finish she lunged at him again. Off balance from the previous strike he could only look helplessly as her fist impacted on his chest.

With a loud bang he slammed into his wall destroying it instantly and causing a huge plum of smoke to appear.

"HEY! Have you lost your mind girl? He was just asking a-"

"Shut it Rachel, if I didn't do that we both would have died."

"Whada mean?"

"I apologize for that, I just asked Aiko and it seems a downside of bloodlust is that you will release intense killing intent if not suppressed. Apparently weaker creatures, like yourself, will feel their flight or fight instincts." Walking up from the rubble unharmed he offered an explanation with a smile.

"If that's true, how come I don't feel anything? I'm much weaker than her."

The man paused and tilted his head as if listening to an unknown voice. "Apparently if you're so weak I would view you as an ant, then you would simply give yourself up to fate and feel no fear." As if unperturbed by being called an any the maid simply smiled and bowed to him in thanks.

The woman known as The Iron Maiden in this time was trying to recollect herself. With a deep breath she walked up to the man and bowed deeply.

"I sincerely apologize for my behavior, if you most takeout your anger I beg you to spare my friend. She does not deserve to bear your wrath after all."

"HAHAHA! Why so serious? I let out a little killing intent and now your begging on your knees? Let me give you some advice, if you find yourself in a helpless situation where you're about to implicate your friends, don't beg. I guarantee that every bastard you meet will only find enjoyment from your suffering. Fight to your dying breath, only then will you hold no regrets."

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"Okay okay, what's with this atmosphere? I was just giving some advise, don't take any meaning from it." With a sigh of relief they deflated, as if balloons.

With a plop the maid fell to the ground.

"Haaah... don't scare me like that! I thought you were about to kill us!" Although not saying anything she clearly displayed the same thoughts from the look of relieve on her face.

"Alright. I admit that was my fault, now if you'll let me finish? As I was saying, would you like to stay for dinner? Or lunch? ... maybe it's breakfast? I don't have any clocks set up here yet. Ahem. Food. Yes food, would like to stay for food. Oh wait wouldn't I be drinking blood? I'm pretty sure I can eat food?

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