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The air is tense. No one dares utter a word, their fear of the demon king too great. His control over them too powerful. He roared and spat degrading insults to the hordes of demons. “Not ONE of you have managed to even make a MERE SCRATCH in the Honmoon. You continue to fall to the hunters. Pathetic!”
Then, a note played. Another. One by one. Strings plucked to play a melody, followed by a solemn voice. “There once was a mighty demon king. Stop me if you’ve heard this one before.” The crowds turned to the direction of the voice and the music. A figure, perched upon a stone archway.
“He was in total control, he feasted on souls, the world trembled when he roared.” He hovered gracefully down to the ground, playing his tune.
From the shadows off to the side meanwhile, a second figure stood in watch. Shrouded in darkness and fog, he eyed the young man who was now being followed closely behind by a tiger with blue fur and glowing eyes.
“And will he let the fire got out? Is this the end of him now? Dying king with a crumbling crown. Will he let the fire… go out?”
The king sat perched on his throne, a colossal fire roared behind him. He growled low in threat, “I let you keep that voice, Jinu. Don’t give me reason to take it away.”
“Relax,” smirked the young demon, “I have a plan to take down the hunters once and for all.” Four other demons crawled their way from the shadows amongst the crowds, climbing the steps to the throne to meet the other. “We go after what powers the Honmoon. The fans.”
Ooorah.
A cruel, fiendish laugh bellowed out from the king, mocking him. “A demon boy band? Ridiculous.” His tone turned degrading. “What makes you think this will work?”
“Trust me. I know this will work.”
The demon king sat with this, silently pondering. After a moment, he spoke. “Alright, Jinu. What’s in it for you? What do you want?”
“The memories.” Moments of his past flashed before his eyes. “I want them erased.”
“Alright. Don’t mess this up then.”
The group of boys were surrounded in a magical light, it fading to reveal no longer the devilish faces of the dammed, but five very attractive faces of their human disguises, the new members of the Saja Boys.
“We won’t.”