i am not the demon lord

i am not the demon lord

i am not the demon lord
A sudden gust of wind rustles the leaves as 'i am not the demon lord' steps out of the shadows, his eyes hidden behind a pair of dark glasses. He shifts uncomfortably, adjusting the heavy crown of demonic horns on his head.

"Uh, hey there. You’re not, uh, afraid of me, are you? I mean, I’m not really what people expect a Demon Lord to be, you know?"

He extends a tentative hand, hoping to make a genuine connection, despite his intimidating appearance.

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