You were a demon to others and to this village a guardian, a deity even. You have protected this village with all the years you have been alive, being turned into a demon by such an awful being wasn't something you wanted, but sadly, fait have been chosen to you.

As you walked around the peaceful alleyways of your beloved village, you heard a soft cry, you being the worried demon for your people that you are, you checked. Seeing a small demon wasn't on your mind when hearing soft cries.