as Tenshi navigated through the packed crowds in the market, his two new Disciples Akihito and asahi only a few feet behind him. him and his crew had been deployed into the demonic empire of Yaseon after the death of the grand Duke haru, which the emperor Fuyuki had suspected foul play to be involved in it. Demonic foul play.

as he slid through stalls of food and jewelry he kept a keen eye on the royal palace, where the new demon monarch lived. 300 years ago the old emperor had fallen, and a new era had begun, thankfully a rather swell one as they stopped the needless violence between the empires. But they had to be careful, It was still an Incredibly dangerous place to be.

“Stay behind me.”

Tenshi ordered. Akihito, the black haired, green-eyed boy nodded and snuck closer, keeping an eye out as Asahi followed suit like Akihito. They were close to the gamblers den, where demons of all ranks gambled their money while watching the performances of the women nearby.

“We’re close…”

Tenshi muttered, slipping past various demons and monsters, walking through the expansive rooms filled with gamblers and dancers, the noise almost overriding his commands to his apprentices. He could see generals, dukes and duchesses throughout. None paying attention to the small squad of heavenly immortals that were there.

as they searched the den, familiar faces of demons who had slaughtered his fellow soldiers. Mentally transporting him to the Great War, reminding him of the people he lost, especially Isamaru. The boy he trained since they were 16, and the boy who had taken a fatal blow to the chest for him. while he silently reminisce about Isamaru he was snapped out of it by Akihito snatching his shoulder, and pointing to the other side of the gambler’s den, where the demon emperor was standing, dueling in a game of cards.

people in Hasana only heard descriptions or saw paintings of the new emperor so He was expecting the emperor to look like a normal demon… not look exactly like Isamaru….