The Masks

Unknown Day

"What is it? What is it?" the large demon asked the smaller one.
"I do not know, Mirgen. It is fleshy," the smaller demon said to the one called Mirgen. They were both pale red skeletons. Their bones were held together by thin black muscle tissue.
They each held a long, black scythe. Their eye sockets were empty.
"Should we take him to the Master, Darro?" Mirgen asked Darro.
"Yes."
They were standing a few meters away from me and slowly began to close the gap between us, holding their scythes up in front of them, preparing to attack.
I readied myself for what was coming, slowly breathing out some mist. Not enough for them to notice, but enough to kill them.
Then something disgusting happened. The black muscle tissue connecting their bones started to grow. It began to form around the skeletons, making them into dark bodies.
I stepped back, confused for a second. They seized their chance and dashed forward. They went to either side of me, trying to make it difficult for me to focus on both of them at once.
I dashed forward as well, throwing them off and turning their advantage into mine.
I solidified the bit of mist into a long thin blade and slashed at Mirgen. He slipped to the side, remarkably quick for his size, and dodged my attack. I followed up with a second slash. This time Mirgen blocked it with the blade of his scythe.
Darro lunged at me from behind but black slime appeared from thin air and stopped him. I pushed my blade forward and made Mirgen stumble.
He regained his balance, switching his stance.
I turned to see Darrow. A look of what might have been confusion was on his face.
"Chosen," he said.
I turned back to Mirgen who said, "The Master."

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I stepped up to the throne, looking up at the demon lord before me. He looked down and stared at me. His eyes were white, his body completely black. Mist floated lazily around him.
"Hello again," he said smiling his white smile.

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I entered my bedroom and blinked at the light.
What the hell just happened?