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“We are hunters, voices strong…”
Gwi-ma’s smirk faded
“Slaying demons with our song…”
The crowd moved around.
“Fix the world and make it right…”
She didn’t dare to meet his eyes
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The word ‘feel’ disgusted Gwi-ma.
All demons do is feel, But not him. He refused to admit to such foolishness.
But now? Watching thousands of souls in front of him, walking right into his trap, He could say, He felt happier than ever.
But of course, that couldn't last long.
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“When darkness finally meets the light.”
And there she stood.
Jinu's breath hitched.
Abby was first to move. He attempted to fly past Jinu and attack her, But he groaned out loud when he found his body frozen in place.
Without a word, Gwi-mas fire shifted and started moving towards Rumi, Who immediately tensed up.
Jinu watched with furrowed brows as the fire got smaller and smaller, until there was just sparks trailing behind the feet of a man. A Demon. A 7 feet Demon.
Gwi-ma walked slowly, head low, the huge hat covering his eyes, long black cloak trailing behind him along with his long purple hair, which, Rumi noticed was fading to magenta in the ends.
The demon king had pink hair.
If she could, Rumi would’ve laughed.
“You bear my marks…” Gwi-ma spoke, Rumi's gaze darkened. His marks. She bared His marks.
“But I have no control over you.” He hissed.
Rumi stood quiet.
“Why?” Voice colder than ever, Gwi-ma raised his head high, glaring straight into her eyes, Only to have the glowing yellow fade away as his eyes grew, And Rumi saw at least 10 emotions fly thro them in less than a minute.
Fear, Confusion…Hope..? That all she could see.
And suddenly she screamed.
Clenching her ears, she fell to the floor.
She could feel him.
She hissed.
She could feel his presence there.
Gwi-ma was in her head.
She screamed, as of an attempt to cast him away. She screamed, Hoping it would do something.
Then the feeling vanished.
He vanished from her head just as soon as he appeared.
She glared at him, and was suddenly taken aback from the soft, almost sad expression in his eyes. She could swear, she saw tears.
And without a word, Gwi-ma disappeared. The stage was suddenly empty. No Jinu, No saja boys. Gone.
The place grew lighter as the fans started groaning and looking around confused.
She gulped.
And Before anyone could notice her presence, she ran out of the hall.