In a long hall two woman could be seen following a smiling man. After a short walk he stopped at a door that looked just like every other.

"I guess this is the dining hall, not like I can tell."

As they walked inside they were confronted with, a empty room.

"How's this a-" space once again distorted and a table appeared in front of them.

"Sorry about that, we weren't expecting guests this soon. And since Aiko won't let me "tarnish your hands with the work of servants" its a one man show on her part."

"U-um I hope you don't mind me asking but who's Aiko?" Carefully asked the maid.

"Hmm? Ah! I forgot to tell you! Right now she's just a voice in my head but after she finishes with this place she plans to work on making a body, personally I think it'd be easier just to shank a bitch and steal the body but hey, no one listens to crazy ole me"

"S-shank?"

"Yea, what do you guys not have a word for that? I thought the translator I made would fix that."

"N-no I know what the word means, I just didn't expect such a joke from you."

"Joke? I ment what I said, if Aiko didn't dislike your bodies I would've killed you. Of course now I'm starting to grow fond of you so don't worry."

"HA HA." With a awkward laugh the room grew silent. Allen though simply hummed to himself as if unable to read the mood.

Not bring able to wait anymore Rachel had to ask." When's the food going to be done?"

"Huh? I was waiting for you to tell me what you wanted, I don't come from these parts so I don't know if we have the same tastebuds. Not liking pizza, blasphemous just to think it!"

"We would like like a stake and a salad, since Rachel's a vegan." Displaying her high charisma she easily got the conversation back in track. Allen though, wouldn't have it.

"... Vegan? VEGAN! Well why don't you just eat the grass outside my castle?" With unholy rage he stared at the poor girl who currently was trying to disappear, she was failing.

With a snap the table was filled with food, of course all of it was for Allen besides for a stake and, what suspiciously looked like a bowl of grass. Paying no heed to them Allen procced to attempt to eat enough food to feed a household. With teary eyes Rachel shakingly picked up a fork and brung it to her mouth. When she was about to eat it however her Master laid a hand on her shoulder.

"Here eat the fruit I'm sure our host simply doesn't like people who waste food." Cautiously looking at the man, when she saw him ignoring her she brought the Apple to her mouth. When she bit down however the Apple disappeared.

"I already asked what you wanted right? Don't steal other people's food, be happy about a free meal." With sagging shoulders she grabbed her fork and quickly gulped it down, chewing would only make it worse after all.

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"Haha! You actually did it! I was joking, who am I to judge what you eat? I only would have forced you if you told me without asking, It's a pet peeve of mine."

As if never there the grass turned into a salad. When she reached for it however all the food on the table disappeared.

"Alright I'm done eating, let's get to business." Ignoring the maid's look of betrayal he stared at the woman.

"Sigh, I guess we can't keep avoiding it. I'm Kayla Iron and my maid is Rachel Iron, we hail from the Iron Demon Clan of the Demon Empire. My purpose In coming here is to one, protect my borders and two, recruit you in an upcoming war."

"You had me at war, which was the last word so I don't think your good at convincing me."

"How bout this then? If you join my side I'll ignore all war crimes you commit and give you a fortune.

"Lets see... firstly the Victor gets to decide what's a war crime not you, and secondly I'm in a magic castle that from your maids words is at the level of a Artifact, whatever that is."

"Let me say this then, the Victor gets to write the history books, which would be me, as I never lose, especially if I have you on my side. And by fortune I meant unique things, things you can't get just by wanting them. And let me nail the coffin in the head, you're insane, and you'll jump at any excuse to kill. And I'm giving you that reason, so join me."

"Man! You guys are fun to play with, Rachel will jump at anything I say and it's entertaining for me to watch you alternate between being a coward and being brave. However, since I haven't killed you yet, it's a yes. JUST REMEMBER, you won't win if I join the other side so DON'T disappoint me."

"Anyway, of you don't mind I could give you a tour of my house, I quite like hearing Aiko flustered about me seeing the unfinished parts."

With shaking feet they followed the man. I'll do whatever it takes to get the throne, Even if I have to side with the mad man

***

"Alright folks, I ain't got anything more to show, so if you don't want to lay on the coach all day I suggest starting a war."

"While it was a pleasure to meet with you I agree that I should start my war preparations, when it's ready I'll have someone send to inform you."

"What are you talking about? I'm going with you, I'd die of boredom if I stayed here when there's an entire unexplored world out there waiting for me, plus it's been approximately 15 hours 36 minutes and 45 seconds since I killed someone, plus my bloodlust isn't really helping me right now."

"What about equipment? A weapon? Supplies? Plus you can't just leave your home here can you?"

"I can just make what gear I need, I can just leach food of you guys, and my house is magical, duh."

Reaching out his hand space was distorted once again as they were transported to the entrance as the sphere shrunk to the size of a small pebble. Without care for the item that was at the level of an Artifect he haphazardly threw it into his pocket.

"I do need a weapon though, clothes too now that I think about it, a hoodie and pants probably aren't normal clothes here." As if alive the clothes on him started to shift, while his pants didn't change much his hoodie started stretching into a black robe, the robe was flexible and didn't impair his movements the most notable aspect however was probably the zipper he had on it. His reasoning was simple, he couldn't be bothered to take it off, even a hoodie had tested his patience as his hair always got messed up and his arms cramped. So when he was making his magical clothes he added a feature, the easier thing he could've done however was simply make it so that it flows off him as if water, they are magical after all, Allen however would realize this much latter and by then he was already attached to such a design.(other people thought he was a weirdo though since they don't have zippers)

"I guess I should get gloves too since blood is a pain in the ass to clean, wait I'm a vampire so can't I just move the blood? I'll wear them anyway though since I hate it when my hands are dirty."

"What should be my weapon though? A sword's too commonplace and people would be used to countering it,  A spear's also a no because of the same reasons, Gauntlets or daggers could work but they don't have to be my main weapon, plus the reach... range weapons are also secondary weapons... I know! A Scythe! Only an idiot would use a farming tool in battle plus, and most importantly, it's the favored weapon of my biggest idol, The Grim Reaper!"