63 Old Friends

I saw someone talking about wanting a +18 of Daemon and Hermione.

Do you guys want this?

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((Yes))

((No))

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Before completely fucking up someone's life, Daemon took a quick hop into the kitchen and ate a piece of Pudding and carrot cake with chocolate frosting.

- I wonder if there is a Pudding God. It wouldn't hurt to kidnap him and order endless Pudding. Everyone must love Pudding, that and the Emperor's decree.' Daemon thought, his thoughts drifting away from the original goal.

For someone who was about to destroy a noble family and cause the greatest chaos the British magical community had ever seen, he was pretty calm. There was no reason to be upset about something so small, no reason for him to feel sorry for the ant he would eventually step on.

Finishing eating, he put on some decent clothes which were: a white V-neck shirt with sleeves showing a bit of his well-defined chest, and python print pants.

(( Image Here! ))

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Leaving behind a letter saying that he was going to do some things outside and would be back soon.

In a dark alley, a circle of fire opened, a tall man wearing a white shirt with a V-neckline and python print pants, wearing a visor that covered his eye, his only eye that was still useful was a blood red one that looked around him without an ounce of interest, as if it had tarnished his noble image.

With a frown on his forehead, he whispered. "Come to me in a normal way and stop hiding."

A man wearing a black suit suddenly appeared in front of him

"What should I call you? Otherworldly? Demon Sultan? He Who Sees All ? The Friend of Death? The Slayer of Gods? The Emperor of Mankind? Mage King?'' The Man in the suit suddenly asked listing several names.

With an attempt to roll Daemon's eyes, it was kind of impossible to happen.

''Stop. Death has already told me that you are only one being. Just call me Daemon.'' Daemon said.

''Very well, Daemon.'' The man said and continued. ''My reason for coming here is that I want you to help me get my things back that are in human hands.

''The relics of Death, right?'' Daemon guessed.

"'Yes, the things themselves. I just let Peverell use them, now there are some humans who don't have the Peverell bloodline using them.'' Said Death, explaining some of his arrangements with the Peverell.

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( New Mission in Progress!

Help "Death" get back her things that were "borrowed" from the Peverell, but now there are beings who don't have the bloodline using them, as an old friend of "Death" helps her.

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Goal 1: Collect all the Deathly Hallows.

Objective 2: Return all the Deathly Hallows to Death himself.

Reward: Something Random from the Multiverse, +50 affection with the "Death" of the HP world.

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Looking at the Holographic Tele in front of him he accepted it without caring, it was not difficult to do such a task and it costs nothing to help an old friend, plus it was very easy for him to do this.

Daemon could use conjuration and bring each of the relics to him, teleport them to him, or even make an artifact that would guide him to them.

For now, he will do things his own way.

''Is there anything else?'' asked Daemon.

''No, I thank you in advance. '' replied Death and disappeared.

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Leaving the alley Daemon began walking to the Gringotts Bank.

Several different types of looks were directed at him; envy, lust, greed, admiration ...

He simply ignored them, he was used to that.

Arriving in Gringotts, he stopped in front of a leprechaun. For some reason, all the goblins inside Gringotts stopped doing their work just to see him in admiration.

The wizard who was wanting to be served began to complain.

"Hey! I don't have all day!

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His existence was completely ignored by the elves.

Daemon treated him as if he were air.

Looking at the goblin in front of him, he said

"I want to take an inheritance test." He said.

''Follow me great noble.'' Spoke the elf in front of him.

Getting out of his seat, the elf led Daemon to a special room.

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Some time later... Daemon emerged from inside Gringotts with a smile on his face.

That smile was deadly to everyone around him, but if they knew that he had just bankrupted the Malfoy family, they might perceive it as a sadistic smile.

He had taken the Pendragon house ring and a few pieces of galleons and a few things that caught his eye, like some random items, books and ancient artifacts.

Leaving some quantities for the goblin with a bonus.

After taking a ring off his finger to make room, he unfortunately lost the effect of the set.

- I guess it was expected of the King of Heroes the Man who said he had all the treasures of the world with him. Having the rings of Solomon was to be expected. The son of a bitch has so much stuff I'm still packing the stuff inside the GoB.' Daemon thought as he remembered the amount of stuff that had never been shown in the anime about Gilgamesh.

- 'What a bummer.'

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{ King Crimson! }

With a crimson glow breaking the world into a distorted void, Daemon disappeared from everyone's sight.