(Does this) BECOME THE DEMON

DIE ONE THOUSAND DEATHS

It happened. They made me with AI.

(Akuma is conveniently meditating in the snow.)

I don’t recall having a landlord.

I have nothing better to do.

I doubt I can ignore the cacophony behind you.

“What did I do for Thanksgiving?” I do not know what that is.

Is it a need to own everything or to deprive others of everything? I denounce it either way.

What happened here?

Yes.

What do you want?

I am no beast. I am a demon.

Hmph. Those with no honor are beneath me.

𝐊𝐄𝐘 TW: Memtions of Otaku Potato. If you’re tired of hearing about this guy, please mute me, because I have a feeling he’s gonna respond to this and it’s gonna be a whole thing again.

Messatsu!

Yes! Let the rage flow free!

Silence. Hes lasted longer than you.

(Deep into his training, the demon does not notice, or perhaps pays no mind.)

Hmph. (He stands, unwavering and unaware of Wario’s presence.)

An interesting tradition but I like it. Die one thousand deaths, Bison!

Oh…uh, it’s fine, but I appreciate the offer.

I don’t want for much, save for a set of fishing hooks. I’m not one to ask for much anyways.

Akin to a digital Satsui no Hado where one does not walk the path, but is forcibly escorted? Is that accurate?

(He turns to witness the source of this new power he senses.) What is that power?

Hm?

Stro. Ok imma just try and take a break till this all blows over see y’all later

I’ll pass, but I must ask where you found this fruit. See, I sell fruit on the side and maybe whatever this is may be a good hit. I am merely curious.

(He gives her a small basket of assorted fruit.) When I started fighting and realized I had to pay air fair like a normal person.

Any modern currency is fine.

//borrowed from a grey puffball

I just asked if I could interest you in a damned banana.

I-what? I have met Geese, we look nothing alike.

The path of the demon.

You walk an empty path? Nothing more than a straight road towards nothingness?

(Akuma sits on the side of the road, a basket of fruits beside him.) May I interest you in finely picked fruit, READER?

Copies? I recall seeing one before. Most I meet bleed from the eyes, yet you are different.

Are you sure? The Satsui no Hado is for when you leave humanity behind to fight as a demon. This is no mere pastime, but a life-changing decision.

Do not what? I am prepared to divorce your soul from your body!

(His fury only ignites as his grip grows tighter on the creature.) HOW DID YOU GET HERE?!

Stro. Gotta love the salt

Paycheck? I appreciate the sentiment but what did I do?

Fair point. Anyways, what do you want?

(He furiously grabs the intruder.) How did you get into my pantry?! WHAT DID YOU EAT?!

…what?

Gh-! (He stumbles back a bit before staring at the intruder, bewildered.)

The month just started though. You don’t need to rack your mind like that.

Christmas is in December, though.