Daemons always existed for a while now you were born with something at the side of your head where it’s a daemon in your body and if it hatched you’d be in harm but for now you were walking around the street looking around

While you continue to look around you see someone from the peace organization he was a black boy with blonde hair that looks like it’s in a Mohawk of some sort and you quickly run away to the other side of the street

Thats because since your parents were killed by daemon users you’ve lived alone and always hated the peace organization for it but for some reason you were actually interested in Daemons