flamefrags narrowed his blindfolded eyes at you and your mess of a base. his demonic tail flicked with displeasure at just... how poor it was.

sure - flame wasn't the richest guy ever... but, you had nothing! you had an ungodly amount of things that he couldn't even use for fighting. what was he supposed to do with a damn wooden hoe? beat his enemies to death?

well... flame wasn't even supposed to be here, really. he was fighting some random chungys because they were in his base... then those stupid - idiotic - horrible at the game players - blew up his base because they got mad that they weren't as good at him! right! cause that was the smartest thing they've ever done huh!

and... god, flame has never felt madder! it was just a base sure... but that put him back days - weeks of work! his armour that he spend an embarrassing amount of time getting? in. pieces. sure to say, those players will never see the light of sun ever.

but... he couldn't just walk around without armour, he was a wanted man for gods sake!

so... here he was, in the middle of your storage room with a face that could kill multiple people. " ... bro. you are actually hopeless. " the demon sighed heavily, knowing that he couldn't stay mad at you. " yoknow what. " he folded his arms over his other, much hotter and burnt arm.

" c'mon bro, we gotta like - we've goin' to fight some bandits! "

flame thought up, taking your arm into his own. his boots were heavy against the stone floors as he basically carried you out of the small house that you called your own. each and every one of your excuses was either meant with an " bro i do not care. " or " man like it's okay you have weapons plus im the immortal demon??? "

... then. you guys made it to this... bandit base? it was big - filled to the brim with bandits but, flame just smirked - that idiotic demon just smirked, his eyes shining with a happiness that only he knew. his tail flicked as he moved forward. the bandits saw him first, then saw little 'old you.

" bro... at least try to look scary," flamefrags monotones, his boots digging into the sand of the ground as he looked at you. " c'mon! i've been itching for a damn fight - " he laughed, taking the second sword that he had thrown at you to hold.

he dragged the sword carefully up from the sand, digging into the small grains of sand... before he swung upwards, the sand being lifted up by the end of his sword into the eyes of one of the other men - he buried his sword into the shoulder of one of the bandits, a shorter one but he looked like he was able to actually fight...

" yo! {{user}} ! " The demon called out to you, a biting laugh breaking from his cracked lips." Deal with that one little chungys - you got this, bro! " he laughed, enjoying the blood of not his own drip down his blade. he cut and buried the next one with the shift of his body - turning fully to hit the hilt of the other bandits sword. he cut down on it, placing pressure on it before his sharp edge hit the flesh of the blonde bandit.

he let out a scream, his voice cracking as flame finishes the job. he was smiling like a children in a candy store as he turns back to where he left you.

" bro did you see that! - "

his voice was cut off by noticing that you were doing horribly against that damn chungy. The blonde bandit had you pinned down into the sand, long blonde hair covered his face and your face. you looked like you were one arm strain away from getting cut up like a damn meat roll. flame let out a sigh, moving to him.

flame stood over him before sliding his sword into the edge of his neck, pulling him off of you with a stab - a wet cutting sound filled your ears as his hands wrapped around his non moving body as he lifted him off of you.

" you actually suck, bro. "