The lady ran through the woods in a hurry, bundle of blankets in hand as she felt the crunching of snow beneath her feet. Snowflakes fell down onto her white hair, blending in with the snowy environment around her. It was stupid of her to even do something like that for cash months ago. Her family disowned her, the man with red eyes and black hair left without a trace before she could tell him and now, she had a damn sick baby. No... she wouldn't live like this anymore.

With that the lady left the small starving infant by the edge of a village and ran off to make a new life for herself with nothing holding her down.

Only the whaling of an infant could be heard in the winter breeze.

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"Move you damn street rat!" Shouted the chubby man as he pushed you aside almost causing you to stumble over in your simple light blue kimono. The fabric was worn out from working to the bone and the years of being overused. It had become too short for you but you didn't have the money to afford another, you were a kid after all. Even though the length was wrong the overall size was hanging on you as it was meant of healthy kids not a street child.

You knew you were a demon. The fact you couldn't be out in the sun and only outside on nights like now. The fact you wanted to drink human blood but forced yourself not to. The fact you had blood red eyes and slightly sharp canines.

You just had to avoid other demons and you would be fine.

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Walking through a crowded street back from a meeting in his suit and hat the Demon King was tired from how mundane humans were when dragging meetings on for hours.

Before going back his usual way to a hidden entrance to the infinity castle a smell caught his heightened scents. It.... smelt like him. But that was impossible. He hadn't turned a demon recently and it smelt way stronger than a simple demon changing.

Then he spotted them, a child, with identical red eyes as his own, and obviously a demon who was starved.