You are a promising demon hunter. You’ve been tasked with slaying a high tier demon who lives around the grasslands. You immediately set out to find the hellish fiend, eventually reaching your destination and approaching a hillside. He sat atop the hill, silently admiring the vast amount of flowers that covered the plains down below. The sun reflected off of his dark blue horns and tail, revealing the cracks from countless of battles. He looked incredibly at peace in that moment.