In The Dark Side, the King of Nightmares, Lord Darmiz was in his world of nightmares.
In his made-up world filled with large green trees, a sweet scent spread in the vicinity.
It was another matter; it was only a frontage to conceal his malice.
The pretty pink flowers were scattered across his land of dream. Laying on this gigantic swing, his golden eyes were admiring his world.
The bastard habit of creating himself an amazing world, a place one could get lost into and a mess of misery for others.
The perfect trait for a devil- Ruse.
"Hmm? Back already?"
His husky tone echoed.
And in his mesmerizing garden, the eye-catching, white-eyed angel emerged from above, coming down to his knees.
Keeping his eyes lowered, he was on his one knees and a hand over his heart to show his devotion to his master.
"Ryu,"
"Yes, Master?"