A Brother's Love || MID Pierce x Sister!Reader (BEING RE-EDITED)

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Chapter 1 - A Prince's Desire

Before we start, this will take start off lightly with how My Inner Demons always starts with. But little by little it's gonna shift to my own plot and story. And obviously, I don't own My Inner Demons, they rightfully belong to Aphmau. The person I just own is Y/N for this story only.

Some things to look out for:

Y/N = Your Name

F/C = Favorite Color

S/F/C = Second Favorite Color

N/N = Nickname

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The moon was full as it shined naturally through the forest. Three figures were up near a small valley, conveniently it was high enough for those figures to see a fight starting to break out between four other men near them. The tallest man, a young soon-to-be king, was standing in between the other two. Wild black hair grew slightly messier as the wind nipped on it, his heavy red cloak just barely moving, and his white horns stood out with a golden ring that represented royalty stuck within his left horn. His expression didn't quite show him to be a calm person but he was in one of his less angry moods at the moment. Prince Asch.

An older woman stood on his right, a blue cloak covered her entire body and a hood over her grey hair. Her pale-grey horns stood out in the same shape as the prince, a golden ring embedded into her left horn. Her body was hunched over as almost all her weight was leaned on a wooded walking cane. Lady Grandma was a former queen. She aged a lot by the years she's lived, but anyone could still see the beauty within her face, surprisingly not that many wrinkles showed.

The figure on the man's left stood a noble, (Y/N), one of the very few that stood by his side most of the time. Whereas if it was in the middle of a battle or just in general. Of course, he considered this particular lady to be one of his knights along with the other four that stood in battle down below. The woman, much to Lady Grandma's teasing, was almost strikingly similar to her big brother. Caramel-toned skin and the same shade of blue horns, cyan blue eyes, and dark hair. Talking about the attitudes, they were both equally as quiet, though one more understanding than the other.

What differed them from looking like identical twins would be the six-year age gap, their hair even if dark had a different shade from one another. His hair was a dark shade of brown while hers was a dark shade of blueish black. Their horns were differently shaped, the large height difference between him being around 6'11 and her being 5'8 ½. Her being typically tiny for an average lady daemon. And him being typically tall for a male.

The woman had a F/C cloak draped over her shoulders, and a silver clip on her left shoulder to indicate what held the cloak together. Slightly covering her S/F/C attire underneath.

Her long hair that reached her hips swayed with the wind just barely. Her hands clenched in soft fists as she stared down at the fight below her.

Originally she would've joined on the hunt for the last human soul but decided against it when Lady Grandma needed her help on setting up her summoning room beforehand. Not that she didn't mind staying and watching the boys starting to destroy themselves, but perhaps that should be saved for a later date...

Asch became slightly annoyed by this point and brought his hand up, a small ball of fire formed on his hand as he threw it at one of the guys from down below. Immediately, the fire surrounded the figure, taking a bow as soon as he met eyes with Prince Asch. The others took a bow as well as soon as the man walked up in front of them.

The man with dark blue- almost an indigo purple -horns stood up. Dark blue eyes that matched with his attire and tanned skin, known as Rhys; Asch's adviser. "Your highness, I can explain. We've obtained the soul when it slipped from our grasp, but--"