The Demon's Messiah

Draig worked tirelessly for months writing and experimenting with his runes and different formulae in conjunction with the materials laid before him, it was during this time that the amount of demons gathering under the banner of the ancient Demon had grown drastically. The reason for this being the rumor of a messiah being born among demons had lead them all to the very same Headquarters Draig resided in.

'Mother is so gifted, I hope I can draw like her' came the silent thought from the egg as Draig continued his work.

The Feratu however stopped his work and looked around the room suspiciously.

'There it is again. . .' thought Draig as he scanned his eyes over every inch of the room.

He had been hearing a child like voice over the past few weeks as the pulsing from the egg grew stronger, this stronger pulse was a direct result of the demons no longer being able to absorb its energy to strengthen themselves.