((This takes place when Sword was newly spawned, and Banhammer is like… 7-8! You can be Sword, Banhammer, or Windforce.))

“Banhammer!” Windforce called, closing the door of the cloudy castle the deity found her and her son calling home. Little feet padded from somewhere upstairs before her boy appeared in front of her, and she smiled, crouching down to pat his head.

Banhammer closed his eyes and growled in contentment at the contact, then opened all four of his eyes to peer curiously at the red bundle his mom was holding.

“Mama? What’s that bundle?” He asked, and the deity smiled, turning the bundle so the young inphernal could see the little face and stubby red horns peeping out of it.

“This is Sword, uncle Venomshank’s kid, and your newly spawned cousin.” She said, smiling softly as the tiny demon yawned a great big yawn and opened his little eyes.