"I-I-I-I...I am a demon." The man said with great effort as he looked at Desire.
And when Desire heard those words, his right hand returned to normal as the man answered him.
The pressure bearing on the man disappeared as well, and he could now breathe fine.
Of course, Desire didn't care about any of that as he just spoke again.
"Demon? What the hell is that?"
Desire didn't know anything about the demon race. Of course, he knew about the word demon, but he didn't know about the demon race.
He just thought that the word demon was a trait or an insult to someone.
He also knows that demon means terrible or bad or evil. That was why he never thought that it was a race or something like that.
After all, Desire got the Heavenly Demon Trait. It was only natural for him to end up thinking that the word demon was a trait.
That was why Desire was curious about this demon thingy that the other man mentioned.
