Flash back:_

It was one of those days where I was bored as hell. I'd finished doing my Master's work and I was on break enjoying the peace and serenity of not having to be around that beast. With the sweet hot fresh wine in hand, I sat there just enjoying nature's gift and the atmosphere of bliss. It had indeed been a while since I had this much time to myself. It was always work work work or servicing Master's bed or going on long tiring errands. *sigh* I never got the freedom I thought my brother and I would have. After the death of our parents in the hands of the kaijs, it's been hell living. A situation where everyone and anything wants to take advantage of you because your helpless. It's always been the world for the strong, absolutely no place for the weak. My younger brother and I decided to accept fate and whatever it throws at our face. The creeking sound of the bar door was what brought me out of my thoughts. But what got me gwaking were the two young men that walked in. I was lost for a second after which I started analysing their features. Apparently they were not humans or demons, but something more. It only became clear to me when their superior presence got to me. It was so suffocating and powerful, so intimidating, that I concluded that it belonged to demons of high ranks or the protectors crown, the demon lords. This ones are the head of all demon kind, the guardians. There are about nine demon lords in Eros, three at the western region, three at the north, and the others at the south. The east is not guarded as it was destroyed centuries ago in a war against the vesans, my tribe, which is now trying to get back on it's feet but is proofing fruitless as a lot were made extinct.

Demon lords are usually spotted because of this overwhelming aura, but I couldn't really tell which tribe they came from. They looked somewhat mixed. If I could guess correctly, the aszoen and tynus tribe because of their slim, elegant body and brown eyes, belonging to these tribes respectively, I guess.They took slow strides into the bear parlour without giving as much as a glance to any soul. One with leather brown hair and the other with black ink hair, both alluring. The first who seemed more menancing, had straight short hair and the other, curly long hair like mine except that I have bangs and he didn't. It was obvious that they were on a voyage search for something presious, otherwise, no demon lord would ever entertain themselves in a cheap bar like this one or even show their presence casually. Everyone present was staring, not too obviously, with admiration, probably thanking the gods for this day. For blessing their eyes because it's not everyday one, especially a commoner or a low born gets to see a demon lord or even have the privilege to be in the same room with them. It was indeed a blessing. They were ushered to the best sitting area in the bar. The one with chairs imported from the south, the richest region in Eros. Well constructed with fine wood and comfortable grey fur. And the table been crafted with Eros general signs and symbols. This area of the bar was reserved for the higher ups. They sat down gracefully and without further ado, they were being attented to.