A True Demon

"A true demon is one with no heart."

"No h-heart... Mother, how is that even possible?"

Two figures were walking along a dirt path inside a beautiful forest. Tall trees loomed above them, their leaves rustling softly, while gleaming flowers glowed faintly in the night, creating a picturesque view.

One of the figures was a little girl, around the age of 13-15. Her ruby-red eyes were filled with curiosity, and her lush dark hair swayed gently in the night breeze.

The other figure stood at 6'0. She wore a dark cloak with a hood pulled over her head. Although it was impossible to see her features clearly—due to the hood's enchanting effect, which made it difficult for others to perceive her face—one could still catch glimpses of her mesmerizing ruby eyes that glowed softly under the moonlight.