The Demon.

"...Why?"

That was the only question Blaze had from the man who ruined his life. 

"huh?" The man was obviously confused. 

From the time he had been kidnapped, he didn't understand anything that was happening to him. Suddenly being asked 'why?' without any prior context only helped to complicate the situation.

Blaze noticeably shook in anger at the fact that this man didn't even recognize him after turning his life upside down.

With his cold eyes staring down at the middle-aged man who shivered unknowingly at this act, Blaze slowly took off the piece of cloth he had tied on his forehead to hide the crown of crystals embedded in his skin.

Years had passed, but he had never taken off this cloth in the presence of an outsider. Without a doubt, he knew that he would have to silence anyone who knew about this.