This chapter would be Thr3e 3 of the author didn't think my joke was funny.

Anyways, the zombies were put away, and the three Daemoniums plus Sanguisa were now approaching the grand capital city of all shadow people: the great city of C.D. Washington (what an original name). It was that city that housed Daemonium's castle was housed and where he will reclaim the throne. So far the group was still in the forest but it was about an hour of walking to make it there.

"What type of Daemonium should I add to the harem next?" Daemonium asked this with stars in his eyes. "Maybe I can get a golem Daemonium or a mimic Daemonium. Wait, maybe a Flame Daemonium would be best Daemonium. How would I even get one of those? Anyways, what do you think?"

"I think I heard the word Daemonium enough today," Sanguisa sighs.

"Well, I guess I could ask Sebastian when I get back. And speaking of Sebastian, I think that's him right there!"

The two were approaching the city walls, and walking out was a minotaur wearing a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, along with shades and a fishing rod. Judging by the face, this was indeed Daemonium's butler Sebastian.

"Yo Sebastian!" Daemonium put his hand up and ran towards him with glee. "How have you been?"

Sebastian, upon noticing the boy, quickly tries to escape only to be tackled and pinned to the ground by an excited Daemonium. He clearly didn't step out of town for this.

"It's been so long," Daemonium continued. "I hope everything is going ok with me being gone for so long. Are you alright? Even if you aren't I certainly missed you. I hope you're doing ok. Please say you're ok."

"I'm okay," Sebastian says nervously. "I just need you to get off me majesty."

"Oh sorry." Daemonium quickly got off of Sebastian and let him stand up.

"I can't believe it," Sanguisa said. "I mean, the fact that you actually have a butler here-"

"Means that I am 100% the actual king Daemonium Rex of course," Daemonium replied.

"No," Sanguisa said. "What I was about to say was that it meant you must be pathetic to go to such great lengths to convince me of your royalty."

"Aw yes," Sebastian said, seeing an opportunity to bail. "It seems our act won't fool anyone anymore, so it's best that I get goi-"

"Hold on," Daemonium stopped him; grabbing his arm to prevent him from leaving. "Do you still have the keys to the castle?"

"Ummm," Sebastian said, sweat piling on his forehead. "I'm not sure you're going to like this but..."

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"And the votes are coming in," a tall and muscular demon known as Klarx said to the crowd below him. "It seems that in just a couple of moments we will see who will be voted as the next demon king!"

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The crowd erupted in cheers. It looked as if everyone and their mothers came to watch this.

"Will it be Zillary Clinton?" Klarx points to a female demon with short, blonde hair, and a smile that made it look as if she were guaranteed to win.

"Or will it be Donavon Trump?" Klarx points to another blonde demon. This time it was a guy with lighter skin than most of the demons' red hues. He sat nervously, expecting a failure.

The crowd erupted into cheers as Klarx opened up an envelope.

"And it seems the winner is..." Kalrx says this while slowing down the end for dramatic tension.

"No one!" Daemonium yells as he opens the door to the balcony of his castle, which was exactly where this election was taking place. Before Klarx can object Dead Daemonium quickly kicked through the letter he was holding, which ripped it in half.

"Good job," Daemonium says to Dead Daemonium, giving them a headpat. "Anyways, what you should be announcing isn't some election, but that I, king Daemonium Rex, am back in office!"

This caused quite the stir down in the audience. Daemonium then stepped up to deliver a speech.

"I hope I've gathered your attention now. You see, I know I wasn't the best of kings. I guess my work can use some improvement, and I'm not the best at warfare like my father. But leaving you all was a mistake. Instead of leaving my problems, I should've faced them head-on. What I'm saying is that now I am willing to start over. I shall make sure this country is a great one, and when your children ask about me you will be proud to say that I was your king. I will step up and become a king you can rely on. This is the future, and let's make it great!"

There was a moment of silence before the crowd started to clap. That relieved Daemonium. After all, he had done the entire speech without rehearsing. Then again, how do you rehearse when you make it up on the spot?

Anyways, with the people convinced Daemonium just bid them farewell and left. He ordered Sebastian to get all of the other maids and butlers while Sanguisa stood shocked wondering whether she was wrong or Daemonium was just quite elaborate when it came to lies. Dead Daemonium teased Green Daemonium for a bit about how they were able to get headpats, only to get slapped. And Daemonium just searched for his 3DS to play some Pokémon Y while everyone does whatever.

That ended up being a problem.

"Sebastian," Daemonium said as he called for his butler. "Where is my game?"

"That thing you keep playing?" Sebastian said. "Mary sold it."

"Fire Mary right now," Daemonium said with an intense look in his eyes. "Who was it sold to?"

"That guy down the street who sells lemonade."

"Okay then. Make sure Green Daemonium and Dead Daemonium don't follow me."

"Who?"

"Those two," Daemonium said as he pointed to the two slapping each other. "Sanguisa will explain to you."

And at that Daemonium stomped out the room.

"Soo," Sebastian said to Sanguisa. "Why do Dead and Green Daemonium exist?"

"The boy wanted a harem made of himself or something dumb like that," Sanguisa said. "Anyways, why is he so angry?"

"I needed some cash," Sebastian said. "The boy was out and it didn't seem like he'd be coming back so I set up an auction for it. It sold for quite high, about 20 or 30 million smackers if I remember correctly."

"I thought you said Mary sold it?"

"Some sacrifices must be made for the sake of the greater good."

"O-okay."

"Anyways, what's your relationship with my majesty?"

"At first I would say it's the relationship between a girl and a doll but I think I should rethink that notion now that I know he's the king I badmouthed for so long."

"Do you regret saying those things before?"

"Honestly yes. Now that I know him he's just an adorable child. I feel cruel now."

"Don't," Sebastian said, putting his hand on her shoulder. "Daemonium has had the worst term of all demon kings! Under his rule unemployment has increased, tax rates have risen, and the death rate is much higher than before! Worst of all he made it a law that all butlers in the kingdom must change their name to Sebastian! I'm supposed to be Mark, named after my great-grandpa, but no! In order to maintain my job, I had to change my name! Do you know how troubling that is!?"

"Y-yeah," Sanguisa said, averting her eyes. "By the way, where are Green Daemonium and Dead Daemonium?"

Sebastian turned around to point them out, but it seemed the two were gone.