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Hey, I'm Biohazard! A young male "adult" -no u don't need to know my exact age ;p- Often keep myself busy with watching anime, writing stories for fanfictions and games, as well as develop gameplays. My favorite game franchise is Kingdom Hearts and some of my favorite anime are: Mirai Nikki, Danganronpa, Higurashi, Tokyo Ghoul and Death Note, but many many more. You can check some of them out here: http://myanimelist.net/animelist/DarKingdomHearts

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"It's okay boys." Botis smirked "We're all fine and safe and that is what matters... I guess? I'm not good at saying these kind of things." the demon went towards the couch and threw himself on it and closed his eyes for a few seconds, letting all kind of thoughts enter his mind.

He was kinda glad to be back at Robur, it was a comforting place to be in, and it has a more positive vibe than his own manor. He hoped that his household wouldn't be bothered with his absence after having been back for an expanded period of time. But being here with Ciara, Cherub and Surgat was all nice and well.

His mind drifted to Rico and Lucille, two other persons who frequently visited. Before he left last time he asked Lucille to kill the witch hunters, he hoped that she accomplished doing the quest, else we might have more witch hunters returning soon. Or perhaps killing him would cause even more trouble for all of them. He opened his eyes again.

"So any plans for today, or are we just going to chill?"
YES FINALLY A DR RP! lemme make my char (how many can you make?)
As Ciara showed her embarrassment, Botis walked past her and looked at the drawing she made on the ground. It was a perfect incarnation circle, a very difficult one as well. He was surprised Ciara was able to sneak into his manor, draw the circle and get close to him unnoticed. Of course Connir probably let her pass because he could feel that she was his master's mistress.

"Mistress, I must say that your spell is very dope. Even though you can't use it now, it will come in handy later. It is perfect so when you use it it will certainly be very... destructive." he chuckled. "But don't worry, you indeed sneaked into my house and got into the Underworld alone. It's an accomplishment."

Botis grabbed the hands of his mistress and looked her in her eyes. "Shall we head upstairs?" he smirked and summoned a pentagram above them. It descended down on them and they appeared from the ground inside of Robur on the surface.
The firm grip that was holding Ciara loosened up until Botis let go of her arm. With that hand he rubbed his forehead as he shook his head. "I don't know exactly what you were told. But I went to the Underworld so you could restore mana. And when you had regained your health you could summon me again, like always. I know you can't summon me all by yourself." he said and raised an eyebrow.

"I really care for you mistress. And the things I do are only with good intentions towards you, just like the thing I'm going to say next." he looked her in her eyes "Go back to the surface, out of the Underworld. It was stupid for you to come here, not everyone is as chill and cool as I am. Go back, then call me. I'll come immediately."

Like always Ciara was still a young witch who still had lots to learn. He himself was one of the many keys of Solomon, meaning there were lots and lots more of demons roaming in the Underworld, not all with the best intentions. Someone like Barbatos wouldn't immediately hurt her, but what if someone like Bael were to stroll by? Some just wouldn't let a human pass in the Underworld.

"Promise me you'll go back?"
Nice
Botis was sitting in his throne sunken in thought, wondering when Ciara was gonna summon him again. It's been around roughly a week now, normally she would have already summoned him. The words of Barbatos lingered through his mind at the same time. That trumpet wielding demon was never any good. Just a pied piper who would lead people to hidden treasure of which inside was their own demise.

He felt a change in the air around him. He looked confused and before he knew it a hand was firmly grasped around his collar, so tight it would almost behead him. In reaction he quickly grabbed his sword next to him. He looked up and saw a figure standing beside of him, it was his mistress! Why the hell had she come to the Underworld and what was all this nonsense about disagreeing on the contract?

"What are you babbling about woman! I never disagreed to no contract!" he was getting quite annoyed by his mistress holding him so firmly. She might be the boss of him, but she wasn't the boss of this place and he certainly wasn't going to let himself get thrown around like a little toy.

He grabbed the arm that was holding him and pulled it away from him. He got off his throne, still holding said sword in his hands. "Mistress, care to explain what the hell is going on?"
After returning to the Underworld, Botis felt kinda guilty for leaving his mistress all alone at the surface, even after he pulled the dick move of asking Lucille to finish off the remaining witch hunters. However Ciara could summon him anytime she could, so there should be no problem there. She just needed to have her mana completely restored, hopefully those little twerps didn't misinterpreted what he said. He could be a little intimidating towards them.

There had been two silent days in the Venom Manor. Botis was just staring into the distance, occasionally playing with the fire in his hand. He stood up and walked through the corridors and went to the basement of his manor. Once downstairs he walked through a door which lead to the only room on that level. There was a plateau with a shiny sword laying on it. Botis walked up to it.

"Such a beautiful blade, it is a waste I cannot use it." he mumbled to himself.

"Oh, and why might that be?" he heard a voice saying from behind. Botis turned around and saw another demon standing behind him. Dressed in a lute suit with a messy beard and his signature weapon the Trumpet Rifle strapped on his back. It was Barbatos, Duke of the Underworld, ruling 30 legions of demons.

"Barbatos... what are you doing here?"

Connir ran into the room, although still with the monotonous look on his face.

"Sorry master, he barged right in." the canine servant reported.

"It's okay." Botis answered. Connir nodded and headed back upstairs.

"To come back to your question. I was just thinking about giving an old friend a visit." the lute answered.

"We aren't friends... not anymore." Botis looked at him quite frustrated, although Barbatos could only throw up a smirk.

"Oh, and though I've heard from a little bird that you and Dantalion have crossed paths several times lately." he grinned.

"All coincidental."

"Okay, next question. So why are you admiring the Venom Blade? What is the reason you can't use it?"

"Simply put, my mistress in contract doesn't have the amount of mana to summon the blade along with me. Hell, I even have to help her summon me... it can be such a drag with her."

"Yet you haven't killed her. That must mean something."

"Shut up. If you have nothing else to ask please leave my estate before I call my maidens." Botis said obviously pissed off at the remark of Barbatos.

"Oeh, we wouln't that. Well say hi to Dantalion next time you see it and expect to see me drop by another time. Cheers!"

And with that the demon was gone again. Barbatos was a real jester, even though he dresses like a regular lute. He wandered from who he get the info that he was having several encounters with Dantailion again. Weird things are happening in both the Underworld and Overworld. Botis took another glance at his Venom Blade before returning upstairs.

The next few days passed by rather quickly. He spend some time with his maidens, them mainly asking questions about their higher mistress, as they were quite interested in Ciara. It was only on the seventh day when he suddenly noticed a disturbance. As if someone was pouring alcohol on a fresh wound. It was a quick and instant feeling, yet seemed to last longer. Only after seven minutes of nothingness the pain started coming back again, this time luckily not as stringy as the first time.

Botis hesitated on grabbing his sword... he almost decided not to but in a quick change of mind took it along anyway. When he stepped outside he couldn't feel at all where the source of this pain was coming from. He did a small patrol around his manor but unfortunately couldn't find it. He sat down at his throne inside again when suddenly the sentences surfaced again from his conversation with Barbatos earlier.

"Yet you haven't killed her."
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