Demise x Na Jaemin

x 4

Thermic heat swarmed his body as he appeared from his cloud of black smoke. The warmth licking up his fleshy body as he took a step forward.

Entering the large black metal gates, he made his way down the road, the sound of cacophonous screams could be heard in the distance- though he stayed unfazed and he walked along the dark brick path.

He turned a corner and made his way to his departments building. It was smaller than the rest and sat right on the outskirts of the forest of souls.

"Jaemin," the sound of a booming guttural voice resonated loudly and the man stopped in his tracks, turning around to look at the large figure.

He loomed over him, veins a dark black and eyes a piercing red, he stood defiantly in front of the man.
"The human you did not kill, explain."

His voice echoed when he spoke and to any mortal they'd shake in fear, but Jaemin stood there unmoved.
"I couldn't see their life's story, thought there might be something more to their life," he shrugged and heard the man known as Lucifer, or better known as Satan, growl lowly.

"You do not know who you're playing with, cease this behaviour immediately and go finish the job," he grated through clenched teeth.

Jaemin nodded his head, watching as large feathered wings extended behind the figure.

"Oh and Jaemin, do not dare defy me again," he threatened, eyes glaring daringly at the boy before extending his wings to the full extent and pushing off into the sky- disappearing into the red sky in the direction of his castle.

Jaemin blinked and let out a huffed breath, turning on his feet and pushing his way into the department building.

Falling into his seat, he clicked his mouse and opened up his forum- no new requests.

"Great," his head fell backwards as his feet pushed the chair backwards.

"Back so soon?" The presence of his only other coworker entering made the boy groan lowly is displeasure. His hand coming up to rub at his face.

"Did the soul change their mind? Hate it when that happens- mine did that the other day," the figure sat back into his chair which squeaked with each movement they made.
"Yeah Lord Lucifer was not happy about that. He said we need more exposure of the website or he's going to move one of us away to another department. I just hope it's not the torture department. I'd honestly rather anything else than that. I may be a demon but seeing those humans be disembodied and tormented makes me physically-"

The sharp bang of a gun ricocheted around the room. Small swirls of smoke lifting from the end of the gun that was pointed straight at his coworker- Trulren- who was bent over the back of his seat with a bullet hole on his chest.

"Finally some peace and quiet," Jaemin closed his eyes, dropping the gun onto his desk as he basked in the silent room- which not even a second later was broken by the gasp of his coworker making the boy press his eyes together and groan once more.

"It's funny how you try killing me as if I'm not already dead," Trulren chuckled to himself which made the chair underneath him squeak once more.
"But I mean hey, thank you for making it quick unlike last time where you cut my throat. That was honestly so time consuming. You know the feeling of suffocating from your own blood does not feel nice. Felt like I was continuously drinking strait for however long it took."

The joy in the demons voice made Jaemins blood boil. He did not know it was physically possible for a demon to ever be this happy until he was placed into this department- it made him sick.

"I'm going to kill Haechan," Jaemin seethed, teeth gritted together at the mention of the Prince and his punishment for the boy.

"Oh a request just came in. Did you want to take it or shall I?" Trulren asked with glee as he read over the piece of paper that printed out. His eyes watched as the boy stood up abruptly, snatching the piece of paper out of the demons hand and and leaving the building in a cloud of black smoke.

"Geez, someone's not happy today," Trulren tsked before going back to his computer to play solitaire.