before 1625 (when the Honmoon was created)

The demon king, Gwi-Ma, walked down the path of a small old village. Everyone inside their homes trembled on fear before him, praying that he wouldn't hurt them. But they're prayers weren't answered.

Gwi-Ma wasn't very merciful, he set the whole village ablaze, watching the chaos as he stood in the middle completely unharmed. Although, he let one get away. Only for him to send out a whisper, "it was your fault. Everyone is gone because you ran" a whisper into his victim's ears.

Turning away, Gwi-Ma went back to the forest in the night time, letting the other demons feast on the remaining souls.

During the day he wandered other villages in his human form. To not draw attention and so that he could look for any vulnerable places to strike without causing absolute maybe. He walked down the village's path, hands behind his back in a formal manner.