Thread: Fall of a knight (Mex Eternally Chaotic)

The Nyx had remained quiet to his protest of his king not having made a deal with them. Only cackled at him, oh, how short sighted humans were. His 'guild' was a means to a end, it provided humans security. A group of mighty warriors specializing in fighting demons. Marcus if he thought about it might notice something. The Demon king had asked if he desired to be a demon, as well his group was all sent alone to a village being attacked. Like a farmer raising prized cows his group was a perfect farming ground for humans to 'convert' in to demons. After all the process would normally kill as such they were tempered to become demons through battle and training. Weather or not it was true it was very convenient for the demons to have a group to hunt for converts. The wind whipped by as they flew at impressive speeds, nothing that someone used to riding a war horse at full speeds would be bothered by. Your new home, contained within is the child in which you will serve. A... Defective demon to what most would consider. She is the reason that life florishs in the surrounded area. Her powers causes nature to rapidly grow around her, animals to thrive, and to over all create what you humans call a 'paradise.' All this 'natural beauty' is by her design for she desires it. Her will is her power and she is kept within that dome fueling the powers of our nation while containing the spread of her 'disease' across the land. The Nyx said without a ounce of passion. The nature around them was her doing? This was a very big contrast to the other demons. Even her siblings, lord of the Abyss, lord of the deep, both suggest barrenness, the lack of light. Yet if what the Nyx said was true this demoness was doing the direct opposite. Her power seemed to fuel life rather then death. As they approached and landed a good quarter of a mile from the dome, demonic hounds and large brutish creatures were cutting down trees an plants funneling them onto ships only for minutes later the tree to begin rapidly regrowing. Around the done was a constant lumber yard operation. The Nyx release Marcus on the path leading to the 'gates' of the dome. Stepping forward allong the path. Demons glaring at him with such hateful eyes. Come along, and stay on the path or the hounds will rip you to piece in seconds. the Nyx commanded to make sure that Marcus didn't intentionally walk off the trail choosing death then servitude. They needed something to entertain the demon within the dome else she would become a even more difficult problem to keep within the dome. The Nyx forced her to march on display for all the demons working to spit at or barrette with cruel words. The Nyx stopped a few feet from the barrier's edge. You first just step into the barrier, once through you will never leave without her highness's permission again. The Nyx told her motioning Marcus through. No was not a answer he could give. Once Marcus was through the thick layer of barrier that felt like stepping through thick slime as he went through. There was a odd sense in the air. Peace, it was very calm and soothing as if something within the barrier was causing this soothing feeling. The Nyx would not follow but a sense to go deeper in. Only a short walk and Marcus would be greeted with a sight a great lake with a mansion at it's lake side. A sense if there was a demon living here that would be where she would be. He would have to meet her weather he liked it or not the mark would force him to go to her eventually.