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Story: Gift for a Demon
Yeah, what would you be?
An enforcer, duh.
You’d be a terrible enforcer.
“Guys!” Dave groaned, taking the heels of his palms to his eyes.
He let go only when he started to see bluish spots. He’d somehow managed to forget how annoying—and childish—the minions could be.
He’s called us childish again!!
Why is he even walking around?
You’d think Daddy Melchom would know to lock the doors.
Tsk.
You know he’s not been the same since—
“D-Daddy?” he almost choked.
Of course he’d focus on that one word instead of the impending panic because he’d gotten lost. Why not?
Heh.
He hates it when we call him that.
You should too. It will annoy him so much.
Yeah, do it!
Bonus points if you let us watch.
“Yeah, right.”
Maybe when he wasn’t so confused with Melchom’s tendency to ice him out every two seconds. Right now there was nothing Daddy-like about him, and Dave had never been much of a brat.
It was bad enough that Melchom was going to absolutely lose it when he found out what Dave had been up to, which Dave now realized would happen even if by some miracle he found his way back. How his brain had decided to forget the fact that Melchom read his mind was beyond him.
It angered him. Frustrated him, too. Anyone else’s brain would just… work better, not make him do stupid stuff or distract him so much he’d forget basic shit.
Perhaps he should just head back to the stupid stairs. He was going to get himself killed, or worse, sooner or later. If it went too badly, he’d just summon the big demon and let him shove him back to the room. It would be a win-win, right?
No, Dave shook his head. His head couldn’t be trusted. That was something he’d learned to identify early on. Look at him, using the words his doctors used.
There was still no chance that he could get it right, but he pushed his legs to keep walking—to keep blocking the minions’ taunts, too. That part was harder.
Where does he think he’s going?
Were all humans as challenged? I don’t remember.
I think it’s just him.
Stop underestimating him.
Underestimating him?
If he was so weak, he wouldn’t still be here.
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