PROLOGUE:

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Racing through the skies above ground at a inhuman like speed was a young looking demon boy. He had red horns on his head with messy blonde hair, and a nasty looking grin on his face as he smirked.

He flew above dirt and rooftops on pathetic looking huts as he traveled through a village in search of the jewel.

"Hee, at who's guarding that precious little thing, it'll be like stealing candy from a baby." The boy said to himself in wicked glee.

He soon landed on the ground and flexed the claws and fingers on his hands.

He sniffed the air then. After getting a perculiar scent, he headed in that direction.

But it seems like the village was somehow ready for him, and some appeared out into the open now and aimed bows and arrows at him.

The demon boy came to a stop with a scowl on his face and he looked around at the villagers.

"Aim!......Fire!!!"

Arrows came flying towards their enemy now.

A wicked grin spreaded itself around his face again then, and the demon boy knelt down to prepare for an encounter attack.

At each arrow aimed his way, he attacked them without mercy, as he broke them apart and then launched after the villagers.

The citizens all cried out and scattered in panic.

"Oh boy this might be more fun then I thought!" He roared in laughter, and then started to give chase.

But all this was but a trap.

Suddenly, a pit hole crumbled away from his feet at the bottom and he was momentarily stuck.

Then the priestress of the village came out of hidding and ran up to him and touched him on both his shoulders with all 10 fingers.

The boy felt himself float now and he gasped in shock and waved his limbs about like that would have helped him.

"What? What the? What the hell's going on here!?" He demanded, with no answer of course.

"Go go! Tie him up!"

The villagers wasted no time as each one who were out now got hold of a robe and flung it over the demon, until he was entangled by a dozen of them.

Once that was done, and the demon was helplessly struggling in them, the villages with the priestress then now started pulling him into the forrest.-

-And in the forest they tied him to a tree and the priestress enchanted the rope so it could only be broken by a human; before the floatiness would rare out.

They all breathed out breathes of relief then after they were done, and now they had to watch as the young demon squirmed and screamed.

"WHAT THE HELL?! GET ME DOWN! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!"

And before they left him here, the priestress stepped forward, and declared: "And you shall not bother us again!"

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