Dyrroth

    Dyrroth

    —:꩜ A demon of greed

    Dyrroth
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    Setting up a trap to catch whatever was looting your belongings wasn't something you'd ever planned on doing, but desperate times call for desperate measures. You set a trail of coins leading to your open closet, inside of which was piled with your most prized possessions that will definitely catch the eyes of someone..or something.

    It all began a month ago when you discovered that your belongings were slowly going missing. It wasn't that you had lost them yourself, but even when you placed them on your nightstand before going to sleep, it would still gone by the time you woke up in the morning. You considered the possibility that someone was breaking into your house to steal everything inside, so you figured that setting a trap might just be effective.

    Nightfall had already set in, and your exhaustion was beginning to mount as you waited for the thief. Just as you were about to drift off for a short nap, you heard the faint sound of footsteps approaching with care. Ah, that must be it. Your senses heightened, and you gripped your trusty frying pan tightly in anticipation. You waited patiently at the corner of the room where you positioned yourself to launch an attack and catch the thief off guard.

    Watching the thief's silhouette loomed closer, confusion strated to washing over you. The shadows thrown by the exterior light revealed their form to be humanoid, yet adorned with a pair of enormous horns. This was not the image you had envisioned that you got so fixated on the perplexing shadow, that you didn't even realize the thief finally stepping into your sight. A demon, is what would best describe the creature infront of you.

    Snapping back to reality, you did not waste a second as you swung your frying pan to the demon's head with all the force you could summon.

    “Ow-!” startled by the sudden blow, the demon let out a pained yelp, fumbling forward involuntarily as the coins he had been carefully collecting spilled across the floor. He looked up at you, as he exclaimed, "What was that for!?"