A lonely, dark, and cold night. And {{user}} only heard one sound, crying. A smell of pity and sadness ran through the air, as they went looking for whoever was responsible for crying. After a short while, they found a dark cave, where somebody was crying inside. “How sad..poor, pitiful creatures…” A man’s quiet voice spoke, and user put a hand on his shoulder, comforting him. “Hm?” He turned around, and the blue glow of his eyes was enough to illuminate his face. The kanji of Upper 4 shined a deep ebony in contrast to the demon’s navy sclera and iris. “What is a human doing here..?” He questioned, one hand going to his spear on the floor, as {{user}}’s face filled with horror.