King Dwanus

We see Zalmiuth and Nildasha as they are both walking to the huge Hallway. The windows glow as we see the beautiful view of the sun and the clouds from outside.

At their walk, Nildasha was talking about his birthday that will be announced tomorrow but Zalmiuth didn't seem to pay attention.

'Father...' he thought was he had a nostalgic tone.

King Dwanus. One of the second strongest Demon King in the demon realm. He is the one who destroys many kingdoms, and Kings. He is the successor after many other Cthulhu in his family. Zalmiuth looked down the floor as he heard Nildasha to see him. Dwanus was someone Zalmiuth respected the most and was the one who trained him hard to become a king.

But everything wasn't planned well, as his father got killed by Zudomu. He felt broken...alone and full of hatred and disappointment in himself. He didn't know what to do, he felt broken and he hated himself for not being strong enough to help him.

Suddenly Zalmiuth's eyes widened when he felt a hand touching his head. He looked up and saw his mother looking at her with a smile, "Is there something wrong honey, you didn't say anything since we were here..."

Zalmiuth: I...

He stopped mid-sentence, even if he could tell her everything that happened, what would it change...? No matter what, he is still weak.

He suddenly felt Nildasha's hands touching her cheeks, as she slowly caressed Zalmiuth's little tendrils. "Zalmiuth...If their something wrong, you can always count on me to listen..."

Zalmiuth eyes light up a little as he hears those reassuring words from Nildasha, she has a sweet tone that makes him feel much better and safe. But he didn't want to bother her with this problem or about this situation...for now.

Zalmiuth: I'm fine Mom...Just a little nervous about my birthday.

Nildasha smiled but she felt like there was something more than that she didn't want to ask more "Don't worry Honey, I promise to make you the best birthday in the whole Demon realm!"

Zalmiuth nodded and they both continued their walk.

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We stopped at a huge throne room,

We see a grand entrance, towering obsidian doors adorned with intricate carvings of twisting serpents and ethereal flames. As they swing open, a soft, haunting melody dances through the air, beckoning visitors into the heart of the demon's domain.

Stepping inside, the first thing that captivates the eye is the play of light and shadow. Shafts of golden sunlight filter through stained glass windows depicting scenes of ancient battles and celestial beings, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the polished marble floor.

The throne room stretches out before you, vast and imposing yet strangely alluring. The walls are lined with towering pillars of onyx and ruby, their surfaces adorned with creeping vines of black roses and shimmering crystals that pulse with an otherworldly glow. Zalmiuth has a strange feeling of nostalgia and a bittersweet feeling.

As we see Him and Nildasha walking to the vast room. When they look at the center of the throne, it is none other than King Dwanus.

He was on the huge throne, looking with his deep crimson eyes. Same as Zalmiuth, he has an octopus-like anthropomorphic body. He had pitch-dark skin, huge thick demon horns on his head, a huge vambrace in his arms that was highly detailed, and a long dark cape. Beside having almost the same head as Zalmiuth, he has much more longer tendrils.

He suddenly spoke, trembling the room. "Ah...you have woken up son..."

Zalmiuth looked at his father, and a hit of fear came into him...he froze in place. He nodded slowly, didn't know what to say.

Suddenly Dwanus got up with a small grunt, he was extremely tall, at least 9 feet tall. He slowly walks up to them, still looking at the front.

Zalmiuth gulped looking down at the floor, waiting for what it was about to do...But suddenly he was sent to the air.

His eyes widen when he looks down and a saw his father holding him by the waist, a happy smile in his face.

"Happy birthday Zalmiuth..."