Deranged Writer's Afterword

I look at myself in the mirror and smile.

I didn't really know what people wear to banquets so I just wore a suit.

I look dashing, If I say so myself.

I go outside my room, and see Lecia and Eric had already changed.

Eric wore a suit similar to mine and Lecia looked like Cinderella except in red. The gown she wore had intricate designs of a roses on it, she had decided to put her hair in ponytail.

" You look beautiful today, young lady.", I say while bowing.

Smiling at me she says,

" You don't look that bad yourself."

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Patrick led us to a gate.

I knew that I wouldn't be able to avoid using one forever, but still I felt a little nervous. I close my eyes and run inside the gate.

I felt as if thousand needles were pricking my skin and open my eyes to find that I was in a strange room. I vomit due to the unease I felt,

" It's you first time using a gate ?"

I look up to find Archdemon Bal standing before me.

Shit, I back away due to my surprise and Bal chuckles seeing me squirm around.

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Eric and Lecia arrive through the portal a minute later, unlike me they were completely fine. They must be uses to travelling through a gate by now.

Seeing Bal beside me, they looked a little afraid.

Noticing their fear, Bal smiles and reassures them,

" Don't be afraid dear humans, I have personally appointed a general as your bodyguard for the evening."

Oho... I wonder which one it is ?

Bal take us out of the strange room and I'm amazed to see the view outside. It was just a desert but still there was something beautiful to it, as night was approaching the air was slowly starting to turn cold and watching the setting sun while walking behind Bal was certainly a sight to behold.

The moment I step into the dessert, sand finds its way inside my shoe.

....

Fuck this place.

" Where are we going ?", Lecia asked nervously.

Bal doesn't say anything but smiles mischievously.

I don't remember him being this friendly before.... but I'll take it.

We walk through the desert for ten minutes before abruptly stopping, we couldn't move forward even if we wanted to as there was a huge hole in the desert.

I prepare myself for what's to come while Lecia and Eric nervously asked,

" What's thi-", only they couldn't complete speaking as Bal pushed all three of us and jumped into the never ending hole.

All of us scream, except Bal. I knew that I would have to jump but I wasn't prepared for the push. I turn around my body midair and see that the hole wasn't there anymore.

I close my eyes and brace for impact.

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All of us fell on these fluffy cloud like things.

I get up slowly and help Lecia and Eric up while I don't forget to glare at Bal.

Feeling my glare, he chuckles and says,

" It's a demonic tradition to push our guests in, to measure their courage."

I know from that smug grin on his face that he's making this shit up.

It takes me a minute to realize that Eric and Lecia were strangely quiet, I look towards them to find them mesmerized before the view in front of them.

" Welcome to our capital, Lazarus.", Bal says while admiring the view himself.

We had landed on the clouds which were weirdly solid and from above we could see a complete view of Lazarus.

Lights of different colors lightened up the city, people could be seen dancing around....they must be holding a festival. Bal snaps his fingers and the cloud breaks apart into four and gently brings us to the ground.

Looking at children running around laughing, men and woman dancing around and shopkeepers who kept shouting this and that from their little stalls; the realization that the demons weren't all that different from humans hit me.

Of course, I should know that by now...but still seeing and experiencing their culture is something else entirely.

" Follow me.", Bal says

On the way, demon folk point at me specifically and whisper a lot. That's a little rude.

Following Bal's lead, we reach a the largest building the eye could observe, it was of course, the palace.

To enter the grounds we had to go through a pretty thorough search and after about half an hour we were allowed to enter. As soon as we opened the palace door, loud rock music rang out surprising all of us.

I suppose....demon's party hard.

Bal excuses himself and goes somewhere else, a pale woman clad in blue armor walked towards us in large steps. The woman had cold blue eyes and long white hair that was tied together in a tight pony tail. She gave us a slight bow with an expressionless face and says,

" I will guard you during your stay here."

Ooo...it's her.

The Ice General, Kirsi.

An orphan who was taken in by the demon king during his prime, he raised her and made her a warrior feared by many. Despite her cold exterior, she was like a marshmallow on the inside. A peace loving general.

I bow to show her respect and the others follow my lead.

" Thank you for taking care of us."

She nods her head and leads us to the origin of the loud music.

The ball room strangely had a disco and a DJ as well, all the people were vibing to the music.

Kirsi turns to face us and says,

" You've been permitted to enjoy the banquet until further notice."

Kirsi leaves after saying this leaving us to enjoy the party alone, we dance around awkwardly for the first five minutes but get into it after that. The waiters ran around offering drinks and I helped myself to a few.

Feeling a little tipsy, I decide to rest for a minute.

Now that I think about it, did I [ minor] just drink alcohol ?...

Well, who cares ?

" Sir Adam !", I hear a voice call me out.

I turn to find Patrick walking towards me with a stupid grin on his face.

Oh, it's him again...

" I'm glad to see you again.", he says obviously drunk.

We chat for some time until Patrick says,

" Hey, do you want to go to a real party ?...", he asks smiling weirdly.

" What are you talking about ?", I ask confused.

He winks at me and leads me to another room,

I'm not feeling too good about this.

" Are you ready ?", Patrick asks me.

I nod my head and he opens the door revealing.....a lot of women wearing very...suggestive clothes.

My mouth hangs open as I see various men taking these woman to different rooms... Is this what I think this is ?..

I look at Patrick and say,

" Dude...I'm fifteen."

Patrick laughs and says,

" So what ?"

...

Oh, right.

Fifteen years of age is considered as adult in demon culture.

So, it wouldn't technically be wrong would it ?....

No...No I can't.

I shake my head and say that I wasn't interested to Patrick, to my refusal Patrick says,

" There are men, too."

I sigh and say,

" It's not that...it just doesn't feel right."

Hearing me Patrick sighs and says,

" You haven't received a lap dance from a demon, have you ?.... I've heard that it's enlightening.."

Well if it's enlightening then I have no choice but to do it....for training purposes.

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I have been enlightened.

...

Look, if we take into consideration my age from my previous life. I'm forty something...so my age technically isn't an issue and it wasn't like I even did anything that bad. It was just a lap dance....half a lap dance considering that Lecia walked into the room I was in and dragged me away.

" How irresponsible can you be----"

I look down at the ground as Lecia continued to lecture me with Eric beside her looking at me with disapproval.

" It's all his fault.", I say pointing at Patrick who sat beside me.

Then the both of them began lecturing the both of us, until Kirsi walks up to us and says,

" The Demon King requests your presence."

It seems that the demon king is my savior.

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Author's note: there were no 18+ scenes....you've been punked.

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