Confrontation [4]

Damien's first thought was that he was looking at an apostate monk of some sort. The man had no hair on his head and a uniform like the ones monks wore. There were several piercings in his face, large circular indents that formed a strange symmetry. His ears were long and he had huge gauges that were nearly falling out of his thin earlobes.

The man's eyes were pitch-black like those of a demon, and the red and black energy that radiated off of him was not intentional, just uncontrolled.

"Are you Eximus?" Damien asked.

"I am he," the monk responded.

"Alright. Die then."

Damien tapped his foot and spread his domain. It was simple, right? Now that he found the main perpetrator, all he had to do was kill him to unravel his plot.

Of course it was never going to be that simple. Damien rushed their interaction because he knew that.

The second his territory covered Eximus, he sighed.

"As expected. A fake."