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He smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Some call me the devil, others say I'm the Prince of Darkness… and some call me ridiculous things like Beelzebub." He rolled his eyes at the last one. "But my name is actually Asura."
He smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Some call me the devil, others say I'm the Prince of Darkness… and some call me ridiculous things like Beelzebub." He rolled his eyes at the last one. "But my name is actually Asura."
"Asura. Got it. What do you think of sneaking back to Earth with me and my friend once I'm done with this job? Screw Lucifer. You look like you could use some relaxation." What the heck, Mike, he thought. This is not like you at all. Must be the coffee around here.
(Gotta go to bed now, seeya)
Asura glared at him. "I'm a God, you know. I can sneak to Earth whenever I want, without the help of a lowly human," he growled, remembering his status. "But I like the idea, so I'll take you up on the offer."
(goodnight)
"Great. Maybe we could find a use for you back home. I'm a demon hunter, see, and we can always use an extra set of hands."
He scowled, crossing his arms. "I didn't mention that I was a demon king, did I?"
"Oh, I didn't mean the kind of demon you're thinking. The demons on Earth aren't technically demons. They're closer to werewolves or shapeshifters, actually. But the name stuck. We hunt them because they eat humans." Mike offered Asura a wry smile. "Sorry, shoulda mentioned that earlier. I had no idea I was in the presence of royalty as well as a god."
"I see," he said thoughtfully. "I've heard of those types of demons before. When demons from my universe reproduce, occasionally a human-eating one will pop up. We usually kill or banish them immediately."
"Yeah, we've got a real infestation back home. A few years ago somebody had the bright idea of training them into soldiers–" Mike rolled his eyes. "–and now America's a wasteland with no economy. They're uncontrollable monsters, and the best thing you can do is just leave 'em alone. We hunters have the short end of the stick, having to deal with them."
"That's horrible," Asura said, making a face. "Did the humans have to leave?"
"A lot of them went to Canada or Britain, but most couldn't afford to, or they couldn't get out in time. It was pretty brutal." Mike's eyes became distant. "Some of us lost everything. You can imagine how many people want demons eradicated these days."
"Well," Asura started, a smile creeping onto his face. "I can solve that problem instantly for you, but I'm going to need something from you."
Mike paused. "….Clarify, please."
He smirked. "Like I said, I'm a God. I have unimaginable power. I could destroy all of those demons for you, if you wanted me to," he said, exposing his palm, where the gold aura sparked and twisted in a fury, causing nearly the entire cafe to glow. He closed his hand suddenly, shoving it back in his pocket. "However, I can't access all of my powers without the status of a God. Which means I'm going to need your help to get me there."
Mike feigned indifference. "Let me get this straight. You want me to help you become more powerful somehow….which I'm not sure I can do….so you offer to make my supposed problems disappear because that seems like a viable bargain to you? I do make a living off those demons, you know."
"I can make sure you don't need to work for money ever again if you do this for me," he assured him. "Would you rather have the Earth be infested with human eating demons?" He asked, eyebrows raised.
Mike made an annoyed gesture. "I mean, it sounds great and all, but pardon me if I'm a bit suspicious. In my experience, folks that work for gods tend to have a rough time, and I'm already doing favors for one. What exactly do you need me to do?"
"It's quite simple, really. You need to help me convince Lucifer to step down from his place as a God, so he leaves room for me," he said.
Mike sighed and drained his coffee, not answering for a few minutes. "Right," he said eventually. "Easy. And how exactly do you expect me to do that? I'm not really a talker, more of a 'threaten them with a sharp knife' kind of guy."
"Oh, you don't have to do much," he said. "Lucifer might be a god. He's evil, and pretty ruthless, but he has a weak spot for humans. I can tell." Asura then looked Mike up and down. "Especially male ones."
(lol why am I surprised)
"Oh, for–pff. Right, I see how it is." Mike looked like he wasn't sure whether to laugh or leave. "Okay, look, I appreciate the compliment, but I'm still not sure about my end of the bargain. Why don't I come up with something you could give me that I actually want, and the we'll renegotiate."
Asura scowled. "Are you surprised that gods can be gay?" He leaned forward, elbows on the table and hands folded. "You listen to me: I do not negotiate. I offer you something. If you'd rather have your home planet stay a shithole where your race is being eaten by demons everyday, then so be it. I'll leave it that way." His eyes darkened. "Actually, I might make it worse, just for the hell of it."
(sorry my character is used to getting what he wants, so he can be evil when he doesn't)
(You're fine, I get it ^^)
Mike gave Asura bored look. "No, I'm not surprised. Two of my best hunters are gay, I don't judge. But I do judge spoiled little boys that stab their own blood in the back for power. And feel free to label me a bit self-serving. Those demons make me good money. You want me to help you, you gotta give me something better than a quick fix."
"I told you, you wouldn't have to work another day in your life," he said. "I could be a God, and you could replace me as a king."
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