3 Chapter 3: Greed

...Washington DC inside the S class gate...

Inside a mighty castle that would eclipse the likes of earth's castles, on a massive throne that invokes fear and respect, a tall handsome man with long white hair sits.

This man is Demon King Vedorain, he rules a kingdom in the mighty Demon Empire. A small rodent-esque demon scuddles while bowing his head toward Vedorain, upon reaching his king, he takes a knee.

"My Lord, he has arrived." The rodent informs. "H-He, as in 'Him'." The King loses his calm and commanding tone, and becomes somewhat of a scared child.

A powerful aura enters: The room deafly silent. "M-My lord, you have arrived so early, I assure you the operation will go smoothly." The King explains.

"Enough Veddy, I know it will... After all, how hard can a world called 'dirt' be." The presence speaks.

The presence reveals itself to be a tall, lanky man, with long black hair that goes down his back stopping short of his legs. His choice of clothing being green robes and a black fedora with a feather sticking out the top, his black boots going up to his knee's, the only way to describe his choice of attire is 'eccentric'.

"And stop calling me 'lord', everyone just calls me greed." A widening grin appearing upon his pale face.

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