"Hey, healer, why are we here again?" Mara asked with a shaky voice
[this ass Is holding the boys mind prisoner]
"what? Why are you so harsh?" Dreamer replied with clearly fake hurt "you think I'm an ass? Whatever gave you that impression?" He smiles at the finial bit
[hey, may i ask a question?]
"fine, go ahead" dreamer replied with clear annoyance
[may i bring mara with me for the next ring? I want to share a drink with her, also i refuse to leave her around you]
"eh, fine, doubt shell be able to help with no powers"
mara was clearly unfit, very thin and no muscle, and no combat experience during her life time "y-you didn't need to say it so bluntly" she looks down at the comment
healer gave a death stare at dreamer seeing her reaction
"and there we go again! If looks could kill i swear!" He sounds exasperated
[fuck you asshole]
"oh gee!" He says in a mocking tone biting back "you wound me! Really!"
[i hate every fiber of your being]
mara was honestly surprised by healers reactions, she didn't know he cared this much
meanwhile in healers mind 'how dare he touch one of my things, one that I'm quite fond of as well' he starts to bite his nail
in dreamers head he was sweating bullets, to has beaten and survived four rings on his own, of his own memories, this was getting worrisome to think powerless this overgrown wolf... thing... had so much power, with that power he could kill at least B-rank hero's well maybe that was a bit much, maybe if it was a one on one, and a one on one only, two on one would probably kill him, but thats the think, if its a probably its terrifying, he himself was an A-rank but his power was about high C to low B rank
[hey, idiot of a power user, snap outta it]
"huh, wuh?"
[the lady was askin A question and i expect an answer from you]
he quickly regained his composure "what would that be?" He asked, acting as if he perposfully ignored her
"where exactly was i...?" She asked in a timid tone
"its simple" he stated acting as if she was an imbecile "you were in the greed ring of hell, made out of the memories of that puppy" he points a finger at healer
[thats it ill kill him with my eyes]
"oh, i see" she then looks over at healer "how...?"
[you'll see, nothing will escape my wrath, except my play thing- i mean toy- i mean, frrrrrrriends-] he coughs at the word
"we're having a talk later"
[ok]
"we've talked so many times, i have feelings, i thought i was getting through to you!" She starts to pout
[h-hey! Just because i think of you like that doesn't mean i don't respect you!]
more pouting
healer didnt know why, but he felt sorry [jus send us to the next ring now]
"you got it bowss" he mimics a weird accent
they get enveloped in a white light and appear in a normal suburban neighborhood
"i what?" Mara sounds confused, and rightfully so, as this isn't a place you'd expect to find in hell, she was expecting fire and brimstones
"egh" healer shudders realizing where they were, the pride ring, most demons who aren't born here hate this place, why? The demons here are pompous jerks who flaunt anything and everything they can
"what's wrong healer?" Mara asks still confused
"this place is awful, dont get me wrong, the people here are strong but they are so goddamn annoying, especially so when you give them human technology and their 'social media' applications"
"healer, I'm going to be honest, you sound like an old man" she looks at healer
"I am an old man" *;D*
"What? You dont look it?" She looks healer up and down
"hah! I'm 100,034 years old!"
*0-0* "really?"
"We demons live forever, as long as we aren't slain, i stopped counting my age when i was 'killed' as that would disrespect all those before and after me" he pounded his fist with his heart
"wow, thats actually pretty cool of you"
"well to be honest i did found 100,035 years out of spite, but i went back as i find myself better then to be that petty"
"hey, you said there were bars here?" Mara asked
"prolly" he looks around then after a second he spots one "flashy but they have fancy alcohol, thats the one dope thing about this place"
"dope?" She looked concerned "does this place make you use terms like that more often?"
"actually yes... but i just say dope..." he looked at her
"please refrain, the word dope is not dope around me"
"i sense a story there" he try's to pry further
"not gonna talk about it, so dont try" she sighs and gets up
"ok miss mara, no talky got it"
"thanks healer" she smiles a bit "you can be nice when ya want to, huh?"
"shut up" he gets up and walks to the bar
mara smiles as she follows behind 'he can be nice, but he also needs to learn decency'
mara Is on her tenth shot "jeeeeesus! How you downing so maaaaany!?!"
"demon, and regen power, alcohol is lost on me quicker"
the bar was packed with demons, none of which attacked on sight, must be because after human cell phones came to hell they became less aggressive, most even looked more like humans, most could pass as one, funnily enough, on of the top 'stargram' models was a demon, she was known for "cosplaying" demon attire and outfits, and people just ate it up
"you noooo fair!" Mara complained
"if the world was fair i woulda met you sooner"
"what?"
"the alcohol is getting to me"
she bursts out laughing " HAHA 'demon, and regen power, alcohol is lost on me quicker' huh?"
"shut up you"
she continues laughing
"I SAID SHUT UP"
this gets her to quiet down "...sorry..." this is barely heard by healer
"God damnit I'm having a moment of humanity" he pats her back and hugs her "no, i am, I'm bad, and i wont use the excuse that I'm a demon, you've given me so much time to change my ways"
"..." mara stays silent
"ill let go if you want me t- AH" he feels hands along his fur "???"
"fwuffy"
"???"
"fwuffy puppy"
'fu- damnit' "I'm not that soft, i know for a fact my fur is rough"
"who said anything's about softness??? I likes it rough"
"you so lucky you said that to me and not some other demon" internally he was having a panic attack, to explain in the smallest of terms very friend he made either betrayed him or got killed, and for this reason he never got close to anyone after a certain point, but right now you could almost hear the walls he built shatter
"hehehe" she continues to pet him
his tail waggles 'wait no stop! Damn you tail! I for got about you entirely!'
mara looks over seeing his tail, she has an idea she gets off him and holds out her hand "paw"
Without a second thought he puts his paw on her hand 'fuuuuuuu-'
"sit" she points to the floor
"I'm not doing something that demeaning"
"siiiiit" she starts to pout
*-_-* "no"
she sniffles and tears up "pwease sit"
"Wait no dont cry!" He gets off his chair and sits like a dog
"down" she says next
'... i reeeeaaaallllyyyy dont want her to cry' he lays down
she smiles brightly "wants a treat?"
"wat"
"does you wants a treat?"
he thinks for a solid second "a treat would be nice"
she grabs into her pocket and pulls out a dog biscuit "gets the treat"
he takes it and eats it "this is... kinda good... this is disturbing-" a demon lady interrupts them, she looks like a typical 'dumb blonde' stereotype
"Man he looks pathetic, right hubby?"
"def sweetie" her stereotype musclehead partner says
Mara walks up to the lady with a beer bottle in her hand, smashes it agains the table stabbing her in the stomach with it
"AGH" the demon blonde yells
"you bitch!" The muscle demon yell at her and throws a punch- "AGHHHH!" He cry's in pain, healers jaw catching the fist and crushing it in his maw
"Lay a hand on her and your done for good, oh wait, you did, almost, so your still dead" he pierces his heart and rips it out "now your dead" he looks over at the blonde as she nearly pisses herself in terror
"s-stay back- BLEG" she coughs up blood as mara twists the bottle
"die" she says coldly as she takes it out and goes to pierce the head, in this time the blonde pulls a switchblade
"you die!"
healer blocks the knife and makes a 180 of the demons head "nope, you die" he waves in maras direction "we goin to this rulers castle"
she nods an ok
after an hour they walk into the main chambers
"SO YOU HAVE ARRIVE-"
he gets beheaded by healer "i dont care about your speech, im pissed and i dont even remember your name, me and mara here are just gonna use your bed for a bit" he lays down closing his eyes
"That was easy..."
"yea, but i remember the ruler was weak he was strong once, but he became weak, like stupid weak, i killed him in my lifetime"
"really?" She sounded amazed
"yep, why?"
"does this mean your a king?"
"no since I'm dead my son probably took over"
"you have a kid!?!" She was astounded
"why is that surprising...?"
"who did ya knock up??? I doubt you could land a girl"
he flinches "lets not talk about relationships, sore subject, also mothers a succubi, he's the only kid that survived"
"thats... a lot to take in..." she lays down "i wont pry, you will tell me when your ready though, right?"
he thinks for a moment "just for you, hey i have a question"
"yea, go ahead, ask me anything"
"are we.. friends...?"
"well-" she gets impaled
!?!?!?
"you thought i was weak!?!" The headless corpse rises
"what did you do?" If looks could kill, he'd have decimated the area
"she will live, for at most ten minutes, after that there is a low chance of survival"
"you going to die"
"oh? Why is that?"
"you hurt the one person i care about" and like that, his was began to reform, all that progress he just made, rebuilt by a single incident, but still, that didn't mean he didn't hurt inside, its just that he was feeling more then he could handle "i didnt want to do this..."
"oh?"
"innate soul ability"
"its been a while since Ives seen one of those"
"emotions of the soul to weapons of the body" healers claws and fangs became longer and sharper, as well as all his senses, his muscles bulged "ILL KILL YOU" he rushes at the demon king
the demon king dodges and parry's when he can
ill explain, for demons, like humans they are all born with a power, except they are born with one created with, not bound to their soul, his happened to be [soul] this is why he could do what he did with souls and ghosts
the demon king couldn't keep up as he was continuously taking damage slowing him down making him take even more damage, this viscous cycle repeated until until he was dead
"nine minutes thats how long I've been fighting, he looked at mara and freaked out, he could feel her soul fading into nothingness, while in the real world the power of maras in the boy was weakening to an extreme degree, healer had no idea what to do, until a thought accrued to him 'will that work? Well might as well try instead of give up'