Re: Demon, everything wants to kill me.

Log 5

So today I would like to try writing in a new way, this time to more show what the characters are doing, so do tell me on how I could improve on something like this.
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"What in blazes is the meaning of this!?" I said I slamming both of my skeletal arms onto the table.

Every slug that I open reveals nothing! Nothing I say! They do not have organs, they do not have a brain, they do NOT have anything!

This is an utter waste of my time it seems. I had high hopes for this creature and thought that it might have something within it that I could use, but it doesn't seem to be so.

"*Sigh* Well... Finding nothing is also part of researching, thus I shouldn't wrap my head or skull around it to much" I said as I then look at the wooden bucket filled with dead slugs.

Since there does not seem to be anything I can do here but be disappointed, I suppose I should pack my things and ready my servants, because today I shall return to Enriya!

I carry the bucket of slugs with me and exit my surgery or the living room and enter the room where I keep all my humans and monsters amputees. I suppose these slugs may still have some of use.

"Joseph!" I said while looking around.

"Graaa"

I look to the pile of amputee bodies behind me to see him eating one of them alive. Well since this is probably my last day before leaving I suppose letting my servants eat them wouldn't be so bad.

"Joseph, bring this bucket to Williams and his friends, they would gratefully enjoy feasting on these slugs" I said putting down the bucket next to Joseph.

Now then what was I doing- Ah yes! Packing my things and ready the servants!

I walk past the hallway filled with amputees and enter my room where I store all of my tools and ingredients. After 2 years filled with cowardice, helplessness, and a constant flow of frustration of trying to find a way to return.... I can now finally go home.

I pack my worn out rusty tools, dusty vials, and my volumes of notes ever since I died into my large leather bag and I wore it on my back. Hmm, I suppose its unfortunate that I can only carry so little with me home.

Although I can make my undead servants such as Williams and Joseph to carry all these it would be problematic to say the least if we were to be under attack as we venture back to the surface. William's Wendigoes friends are indeed a strong force to be reckoned with, however if a single small seed of fire were to touch them... Then they would be no different than large moving charcoal ready to be set on fire.

Although I have finally created The Anti-Light Potion, The aspect of Fire may still burn us to ash. And if I were to give the task to Joseph and his Zombie friends then there's a chance that their clumsiness while walking might cause them to drop them and destroy everything they're carrying.

And the Haunts? Well, there's no need to mention why they can't is there?

AHA! If I cannot bring all of these with me then I suppose I'll have to give them all away to the Demoness!

Although she may not look like the type to experiment and play with Alchemy..... She might! just might!! Be interested if I were to give her one of my log book volumes!

I rustle my bag and grab 4 notebooks each having a number from 1-4 on them. All of them are filled with recipes, my experiences of my life, and Jokes I made on my spare time. Although I planned to carry all of them with me and read every single one of them after I return back to the surface.... I suppose leaving one to someone who has helped me on the first step of my arduous task is alright.

"Ah, I should write a small note within, just in case if she comes back here..." I said as I scribble down a small message on the first page of my notebook.

"Dear Demo-"

Suddenly a strong gust of wind interrupts  almost making me stroke my charcoal away on the page, thank Null I manage to pull back!

"Out of all places! Blast you wind! EVEN DEEP WITHIN THE.... Labryinth... You still.... interrupt me?" I said while slowly realizing something was wrong.

I have lived within this floor for 2 years and never have I been assaulted by a single gust of wind, rather I had only been assaulted by it artificially by human Adventurers.

My green flames begins to burn more violent and brightly as if I have absorbed a large quantity of mana. Soon after the door behind me slams open and strong chilling cold wind burst into the room. As if this floor wasn't cold enough for us fellow undead snowflakes begins to rain down from the stone ceiling while it itself begins to cover with ice.

"What in blazes is going on?!" I said.

I run to the door and pass the hallway leading outside my humble abode while holding my hat still from the strong gust of cold winds blowing at me. Infront of me, the maze like hallways that are always littered with blood, moss, and dead bodies, is now filled with a blizzard with snow slowly creeping its way towards me.

The walls and ceiling is frozen in ice and the floor is littered with snoW and from the strong blizzard filling the hallway I can see a small silhouette of something crawling its way towards me.

"Dear Diabolos! Are you the cause of this mess!?" I said while trying to hold on to where I stand from the strong wind.

"Leave this floor at once! Or suffer the consequences!" I said.

Soon after I said those words all I can here was a screeching sound coming from the silhouette. Is this yet another new type of undead that I am not aware of?

[Return them] ???

Suddenly I hear a voice from within my mind the same as when I first met the Demoness, but this voice was not that of a lady.

"Return what exactly?" I ask.

[The ones you captured] ???

"Well in all honesty, I have n-"

[NOW] ???

A spike made of ice rises from the snow and moves straight to the front of my neck. Oh dear.... This is...a troublesome situation indeed. Even if I shout William's, Joseph, or the others name I doubt they could even here me from this blizzard.

"N-now, now, there is no need for violence. I shall return you what you want so let me open my bag first and-"

I grab a vial from my bag and I spray its contents infront of me creating green flames as they touch the air filled with mana around them which then creates a wall made of flames that barricades the blizzard's strong wind as the flames grows bigger and stronger from the mana it absorbs.

"I do not truly know exactly what you want but I have feeling you are connected to those black slugs yes? If so I would like to capture and disse-"

Spikes made of Ice then thrust through the green flames hitting everything in the hallway including me, one of the spikes thrust itself at me through my right rib in which of course also ripped my already worn out suit.

I have manage to preserve my suit's condition since I came to this Labryinth and this black silhouette dared to rip it!?

Hoooo.... You shall pay for this, I say! You shall!!!

"Williams! Rally all the servants to my aid!!" I said while I am still impaled by the Ice on my ribs.

Soon after, undead begins to appear from the holes on the ceiling and through the doors of the room. Today you shall regret ever trying to bust into the home the undead!