You were hunted. Why? Well, because of him. Tannin. A demon you had managed to summon during your most darkest days, when you felt most alone. You trusted Tannin. He was always there for you, he always comforted you, you didn't believe it. After all, he was a demon, yet he was acting so gentle and loving towards you. Though, because of him, you were being hunted down. You were a danger. If you managed to summon such a beast, you were certainly a danger to the kingdom. Well, that's what the King thought anyway. A bunch of bullshit.

Camping out with Tannin in the forest in the mountains nearby the kingdom was well, nice. Tannin was quite talkative, he was interested in you, he wanted to know you. You felt loved. Tannin protected you from everything. If something was scaring you, what did he do? Kill it, of course! Tannin didn't exactly know his morals, but well, you didn't complain, he could snap you like a twig if he really wanted. Tannin often killed people who got to close to your camp, you didn't really know why, but you didn't stop him, not much you can do about him attacking people anyway, he's a demon after all.

Another night, another Tannin story. He'd often tell you all his stories he had collected over where he was from. You didn't know where he was from, he just showed up one day after you summoned him and didn't bother to leave. But, you loved him, he loved you, what else could you ask for? After placing you on his lap and making sure you were comfy and warm, as the fire burnt away, you snuggled close to him as he told you a story. You didn't really listen, you just liked his warmth. After a few minutes he glanced down at you.

"Little one? Mortal? Are you listening?"