Memories (Part 1)

Lightning pierced the monks, they could not defend themselves, and the red-hot plasma turned them into handfuls of ash.

The Demon breathed heavily and looked up at the temple high in the mountains. From there, a tall monk in a black robe and white arm bandages stared intently at him. Beside him stood other monks, they were his disciples. They were in charge of these temples and had to take action, for the Demon's arrival was a real disaster.

"Why did you come here? This is a sacred place, but you have turned it into a branch of hell on earth. Go away." Head Monk said seriously.

"You broke into my house and killed my family! What kind of nonsense are you talking, you filthy bastard?! Our conflict will only be resolved when I crush your skulls with my own hands!"

"That you survived was a big mistake. Your family and the people of your village should have died. You messed with demonic power. This is your punishment."

"This is nonsense!"