Chapter 1 The Bar

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It was your average Saturday night, clouds in the sky, there was a faint breeze, it was perfect weather. It was roughly three in the morning. "Where is he?" Nagrom asked, irritated as he sat at the bar with three other men . "It's been an hour and he still isn't here!" Nagrom pounded his fist on the bar and glared towards the door. "What's new, let's just start without him." Brockie jeered, the thing is Brockie is always in a bad mood, No one can recall the last time they even saw him grin let alone smile about something. The door of the bar swung open and all four of the men looked over. Walking in was a giant of a man surrounded by three beautiful women. "Wepar! You're late again brother!" Nagrom bellowed across the bar. Wepar looked around the bar, his long wavy hair hanging past his shoulders, his beard as long and as thick as his locks looked like they had just been groomed by a barber. He was wearing a tight black v-neck shirt and you could see his full sleeve tattoos on both arms and some peeking out from his chest. He was smiling and looking at all the other women. Without looking at his brother he replies, "The night is still young brother, learn to enjoy the finer things father has provided us with!" Nagrom glares at his careless brother. Wepar sighs "I'll see you beautiful ladies later" he says as he walks towards Nagrom. "Did you see those women!" Wepar says nudging his brother, "Bro do you know the sins they were willing to commit!" Wepar says with a smirk on his face "Wepar, you need to start taking things seriously, those souls are already going to hell there is no need to waste your time on souls like that." Wepar grabs Nagrom's shoulder "but the-'' before Wepar could finish what he was saying Nagrom cuts him off "We are demons, Wepar and not just any demons,your third in command

you have to start acting like it" Nagrom mutters. "Yah yah i got it" Wepar brushes off his brother and starts to sniff around. Each demon has a different gift. Wepar's gift is hunting, he has heightened senses. Wepar can sniff out weak souls that can be corrupted, Nagrom's gift is persuasion and temptation, he has the ability to persuade people to do bad things, Brockie can drain the essence out of people, Riark can hear the thoughts of lesser beings, he can hear human and weaker demons thoughts, however he can not hear the thoughts of demons stronger than him, and Pomine can cause anger and rage, all he needs to do is touch a human that he wants and if he thinks about it that human will become angry. The goal of these four men is to corrupt as many innocent souls and send them to hell. " Riark how about that one over there blondie at six o'clock he smells like a weak soul, what are his thoughts " Wepar Affirms Riark looks at the blonde boy who's sitting alone. "He just got fired from his job," Riark confirms. Nagrom looks at Pomine, signaling the light brown man. Pomine nods and walks over to the depressed stranger, Pomine sits next to the stranger ordering 2 shots of whiskey not saying a word, Pomine gives one of the drinks to the blonde hair man. The stranger thanks him, Pomine taps his shoulder and just looks at him and nods at him, as Pomine grabs the man's shoulder he thinks about rage and anger and then walks away towards his superiors. The stranger gets up, anger circulating through his blood and grabs a random man by his shirt "what are you looking at twerp!" The man roars and punches the other man in the face and they both start fighting, before you know it there are a bunch of people fighting. Wepar gives Pomine a high five, "Lets go, were hitting another bar." Nagrom orders.     

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⏰ Last updated: May 03, 2020 ⏰

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