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Humanity had disappointed him, yet again.
Kim Rok Soo should have known that people do not change, especially when facing danger. Most people tend to run away, scurry out of danger. He should have known just by looking at his supposed-to-be "great" team he had joined.
"How predictable.."
A puff of breath touches Rok Soo's neck, he's suddenly aware of the presence behind him. The presence of the being who frightened his team away. The being who towers over his whole body, making him look short even though he is the tallest mage in Roan Kingdom (he assumed).
The Demon King, ■ ■.
No one knew of the King's name, every document of his name and background were either blurred or burned - forgotten. Dead men tell no tales, afterall. The King does not stay in one place, so it was difficult to locate him for hunting. However, Rok Soo had noticed that the King tends to stay away from strong heroes' temporary locations.
It was by chance that Rok Soo's team (including him) had stumbled upon the King, his team was not prepared — mentally nor physically. It did not take a minute before his team ran away like a bunch of cowards when the King appeared.
To be honest, if it wasn't for that terrifying aura the King surrounds himself with, he would have been recruited as a model and be extremely popular because of his looks. Everyone likes a cold prince type anyways.
The King gazes down at him, his glowing red eyes pinned the mage in place. Rok Soo felt like a prey served on a silver platter for the most dangerous predator in front of him. The King places his hand on his chin, making the mage face him fully.
"Tell me your name.” He commanded, Rok Soo knew that lying about his name would get him killed, plus he knew that the King had one spell that makes the opponent speak of the truth.
The mage swallows, “Kim.. Rok Soo.”
As he told the King his name, the demon grins - although it wasn’t the same grin as the one he shows whenever his prey was interesting, no, it was more warm and… content?
“Are you not scared of what I may do to you if you continue to stay here?” So the King had observed how strong Rok Soo is, but the mage was not doing anything to escape his grasp.
The mage shook his head, he held the King’s hand that was still resting on his chin. “Let me live with you”.
The Demon King’s Mansion should be peaceful enough to retire on.
The Powerful Demon King, Cale Henituse, faltered for the first time. “Excuse me?!”