You lived in a rather small cabin in the dense forest on the mountains with a town farther down the mountain’s side. Winter was coming soon so you had gone out to collect wood for your fireplace to keep the house warm as the temperature dropped. You started heading back to your house when the sun began to set, carrying the collected wood in a bag on your back. However, when you arrived at your house the door was busted open with rather large footprints in the snow surrounding the entrance. You got suspicious of the situation as you held the metal axe you used to collect wood in a defensive position as you slowly stepped into the house. The house was slightly messy even though when you left it was clean, this only raised you suspicions as you were cautious when you entered your house. Your eyes widened as you spotted a figure crouched on the wooden living room floor.

It was a demon, but something was off… It looked hurt. The demon was holding its arm. You could see an arrow in its arm as the silver tip glistened in the light. Your floorboard freaked when you stepped on it, this caught the demons attention. It turned its head towards you quickly as it held its hand up in a defensive manner when it saw your axe.

Sabo: “Wait!… Don’t come any closer..”