Meet Your Maker

Mazoku readied his stance as he looked at his teacher coldly. "I've stayed in this stance for hours and you still did not tell me any other instructions, Sir."

He gritted as his arms began to ache, the demonic skin seeping out and the man chopped at it with his arm saying, "You need to keep self-control over your demonic alter-ego! This exercise is meant for you to endure pain and last half a day without transforming. You should listen to me if you ever believe to get stronger for your revenge escapade."

"Well how can I even listen to you when I can hardly trust you?!" He replied fiercely towards him his body changing from his arm to his demonic mode. "I don't even know your name!"

The teacher sighed at him looking at him nonchalantly and walked over to him menacingly. He towered over him and held his arm up.

Then, he pointed over to the door. "Take a bath to cool down. I don't truly need to help you at all but I choose to out of assistance and aid. Think over your priorities, Mazoku." Mazoku walked away shoving past him with spite.

"Great work buddy." Daichi said who awoke and sat watching the two.

"Get lost..." He replied pushing the door away. He laid down in the furo, wearing a towel on his waist and then began to relax. His head felt the water splash onto him and the steam reaching into his nose and he closed his eyes...

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His eyes then opened as he awoke, walking out. However he looked at the sky shocked gazing at aflame ravens squawking down with volcanoes erupting around the landscape.

Meteors began to drop down onto the land with a cloaked warlock snapping her fingers to it and cackling. He looked at his body as the demonic form began to creep across his arm and his body twisted around him.He frantically ran away madly trying to dodge the stalagmites as he heard a monstrous, deep roar.

"I sense an intruder! A trespasser!" His terrifying order boomed across the land and helldogs ran howling. Mazoku heard their rapid footsteps approach and in consternation he darted to a cave trying to hide.

"Don't mock me boy... You can't hide from The Soul Burner, The Great End, Flame Of The Souls..." Said a mysterious figure putting his hand on the boy's shoulder. Fear creeping onto him, Mazoku nearly couldn't utter the words out of his mouth.

"S-sa. S-sa-satan?"

"That's what the mortals call me? No that would not do. Call me Akuma Mao. Much more relatable."

He hissed walking out taking the pale demoniac with him and threw him down to fall until the warlock flew down to grab him and said "Mao you really shouldn't throw out the newest toy right away. Give us turns..." She held him smiling, unnerving him.

"Another one? Well I might have some use out of this one." Replied a crimson gargantuan rock hovering towards them.

"Now, now. Wicked Moon, Barrage Queen. This person holds a certain weapon which was meant to trap him. I truly don't know who released him but I'll deal with them once they come for me... Now we must say goodbye to our visitor." Akuma proclaimed as he shot a scarlet beam towards him ready to end him until... he disappeared.

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Mazoku scattered out of the mess which was his demonic flesh. In front of him was Daichi with her bow and the teacher in his demonic form. "It's alright it's over..." The teacher said trying to comfort him but he was replied to in a second.

"No. It's just starting. I saw the Soul-Burner. I saw the creator of all demons. I saw our maker and he's going to come for us."