(This is My first time making a harem, So feel free to give me some pointers and Ideas.) Join David, a well renown and Honorable Mercenary as he journeys through Hell and Meet many different people and Many attractive Women who have taken an interes...
As David entered the Venue, he notices that it consisted of ruthless demons, all with the characteristics of the following. Violent, sultry, lustful, troublesome, hateful just to name a few. He was truly in for a rough and challenging night, one where he welcomed fully. But, he then notices some voices from them and realized something that he was hoping that he wouldn't have to encounter again.
David: God-Fucking-Damn it. My past fucking kills from when I was a human are here.
Suddenly, a faint sound of glass being broken was heard over the loud music, but enough to where he could hear the glass shattering. A rumble was heard as well along with the broken glass. Focusing his eyes, he saw that it was where the bar resided. David knew that perhaps that was a good place to relax.
Making his way through the crowd of dancers and party goers, He consistently flows through denizens as if he was a shadow. Thankfully, all were lost in their trance to the music, and perhaps to other leisures to even pay any mind to the Mercenary that was now in their club. The more he made his way through the crowd, the more they paid him no mind, as if he truly wasn't there.
David: (Heh, I guess This sleek black slightly rugged, and Old makeshift hoodie truly hides my presence.)
When he finally slipped through the final patron, he came upon the bar and saw what was an aftermath of a slight scuffle.
A demon, lied presumably dead on the bar floor. A piece of glass lodged in their eye, blood pooling from the wound onto the floor, creating a puddle. As expected, no one cared to bat an eye about the corpse that now occupied this venue.
David diverted his attention up to the lone demon that sat at the bar. A girl that looked animalistic, fur and all. She wore a loud and punkish outfit. Her entire style was that of a roguish punk. Her tail swayed softly as she took a sip of a drink. It was none other than Crymini.
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As she raised her hand to take a sip, however, David notices the blood from the dead demon on her knuckles.
Another thing he caught was that when she held onto her glass, he saw her hands trembling.
David: (Concerned) (Is she shaking cause of Fear, Adrenaline, or pure shock ?)
Stepping over the dead demon, he examines crymini with extreme concern. Though it seemed pointless as she didn't even bother to look in the direction of the tall figure that stood ever so close to her. He called out to her, trying to gain her attention, but the music was far too loud for a calm conversation. Another option was to tap upon her on shoulder, but upon looking back and seeing the demon dead on the bar floor again made him realize that perhaps that was not the best course of action...unless he wanted a glass shard to the face.
David: (Sighs) Fine.
Out of options, He decides to just take a seat on the stool beside her, and hopefully to gain a chance to talk with her about what just happened .
