Build up
Slayer kept his distance from the city for a day while watching for movement. The very city was poor and looked to be in rubble. Some hybrid version of the Dragon Folk were walking about. The population was not big though. Everyone was dressed in rags. Some had makeshift weapons on them from bone. Slayer had seen enough. He placed the oni mask in his belt. Along with his cloak. He kept his kunai visible. He pulled a half mask up.
He walked towards the city. Some gave him looks seeing his clothing was not poor. They seemed to think he was someone important. A big dragon folk male that had the appearance of humanoid dragon form approached Slayer. He had two bone weapons on his belt. A crysknife made from red bone that looked hot to the touch. A curved fat curved bone sword. He had green scales all over his body with yellow slit eyes and curved horns. He looked serious and foreboading.
He was dawned on leather armor and he taller than Slayer. "Who are you stranger?" He growled alittle saying the word stranger. "No one. Merely passing through" Slayer stated with a genuine tone. "Outsiders aren't welcome here demon" he stepped closer to Slayer. "Look! I have no quarrel with any of the Dragon Folk. I am looking for information if anything?" He pulled out gold coins from his belt. The dragon man looked confused, "What will I buy with gold? Currency for us is useless. We're here to decay away not thrive" he said with a hint of sadness. "May things look up. Please take it if you can give some information that would be helpful then? I won't disturb the people of Fang" Slayer held the coins up. The dragon man remained silent and took the coins. "What do you want to know? If it's about my people you can keep the money!" He said with spite. "I merely want to know what's been happening with the Demon City lately. To level with you I have been away. I merely want to know what activities the Demon King has been in?" The dragon man looked taken aback. "I only know rumors. I don't know if there is any truth in them? King's Test has been rumored. Demonic sects are convening. Demon King has called banners and fortified the Demon City. Not one demon has tormented anyone that's the strange part" he said crossing his arms. "How do?" Slayer asked. "They torment us as a daily thing. Fang is taken piece by piece each day. That one is no secret. Demon King likes it and encourages it. So for him to keep all demons in the city over tormenting us may not be a bad thing" he said shrugging his shoulders "Well you have been most helpful thank you" Slayer turned and started to walk away before pausing. He turned, "What of your king Corrosio? Does he still live?" Slayer asked. "I would assume so. Demon King would of put his head outside our walls as insult. He's predictable in that aspect" the dragon man said with conviction. Slayer nodded walking away finally.
'Now to the way I escaped that city' Slayer thought. As he was far enough away he put on his Oni mask and cloak. "
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Location: Demon City
Vick stood on the throne room balcony over looking the city with the Demon King. The two stared out at the wasteland. "Still no sign my lord" Vick stated. "No I wouldn't think it would be that easy. Still exciting. To bad my son isn't here to see it, or forcibly make the little shit" he gave a small chuckle. "Yes" Vick said. "Still no information how he escaped. Even the old man doesn't know. And I tried extracting it tirelessly" Demon King said. "Perhaps my new son will be a better heir. Where is he anyway?" Demon King asked Vick. "He is in training sir. He wishes to be of use fighting the King Slayer" Vick stated plainly. Demon King laughed, "Well kid can dream I guess. If this new champion is good then my son will lose his head" he said walking into his throne room.
"We are prepared for this Slayer sire I assure you" Vick said. "What of our allies will they send aid?" Vick asked. Demon King shook his head. "No I won't steep so low as to ask anyone for help on this! Fuck those other weaklings" Demon King said with a wave of his armored hand. "However in a way the War King will assist us" Demon King chuckled at this. Vick nodded, "When we opened trade with him it was wise we procured the weapons and machines from his realm. They will come in handy in disposing this King Slayer sire" Vick sounded proud. The Demon King hummed in excitement.
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Slayer travelled through the sewers of the Demon City. Every once in awhile he would have to kill a few giant rats. But other than that it was merely a stench of shit. He went down one tunnel to a door that was barred. He turned to the side and removed a panel by a large pipe. He slipped through and replaced the panel. He was now in a secret hallway that lead to the dungeon. 'I surely hope to find Corrosio in good spirit, or even alive would be a gift' Slayer thought worried for his grandfather.
He came into a dungeon and found a guard drinking wine. He waited till he drank it all and left for more. Slayer slipped in and could now get a view of a big dungeon. Inside it was a humanoid dragon with black scales covered in green blood and was chained. His arms had pins in the palms and he was unconscious. Slayer hesitated as he approached the cell. The humanoid dragon stirred feeling a gaze upon him. He looked up with his unswollen eye staring at the Oni mask stranger in front of him. "Who are you?" He asked in a groggy tone. "I've come back grandfather" Slayer stated. Corrosio's eye widen, "You should not be here! You escaped!" He said with worry. "I chose revenge instead" he turned showing Corrosio the sigil of the dragon on his back. The dragon king chuckled softly. "King Slayer eh? Good path to take. How is my old friend the World?" He asked sheepishly.
"You knew the World?" Slayer asked with intrigue. "Oh yeah only king excluded from the King's Test. Merely cause of friendship" he said with a smile. "Well…I can tell your powers have grown. You look strong. Your father should fear you now. My days are numbered he took out quite a bit of frustration on me after you left" Corrosio confessed. "That was not my intention. I'm sorry" Slayer said. "Don't be! Your my blood. You did what I told you to do. You chose your own path. It's what your mother wanted" Corrosio was pained by saying that. His face dropped in a frown. "Do this old fool a favor. Take my soul core. Kill me please" Corrosio asked. Slayer looked taken aback. "I don't think I can…" Slayer squeezed the bars of the cell. "I need you to. It's my only option. My wounds are too far gone to heal anymore. My cultivation has stagnated I can't go any further. I'm dead anyway" Corrosio tried to persuade him.