The Demon King.....is a Loser

"Uh....I'M SO SORRY!! IT'S JUST THAT, YOU ARE HURT AND--I WAS TRYING TO HELP-AND THEN YOU-!!",nervously,I tried to form words but my tongue refused."What were you doing to me,human?" The man got up, grunting loudly as I noticed a wound on abdomen. It wasn't that serious but it was bleeding profusely. "Tsk- Bael...you bastard...." "Bael....he did this to you?? Where is he? What does he look like? I'm good at art so I can whip up a sketch and we can go to the police later and-" "Will you shut your mouth already??!!!, listen,boy....my problems do not concern your world. It's my responsibility....."" OH....you're on Crack!"......"What?" " I knew you were a criminal when I saw those wounds. I always attract the worst kind of people. "" Listen-I'm not a criminal! My name is Diavolo.....I'M THE DEMON KING! THIS WORLD ISN'T MINE AND I DO NOT BELONG HERE. SO FORGET YOU EVER SAW ME HERE"... A long awkward silence remained between us before--

"Pfft-HahahaHa!!! Now I know crack when I see it. You are definitely high!! What the hell are you talking about; Demon King,seriously?" "But how.....My ability....it doesn't affect you?" " You are really funny...I should get you your own show! Haha!" "But I don't understand....how is this possible!!--are...you a demon as well?" I just laughed my butt off even more!"No I'm not a demon!!" "Give me your hand...NOW!!",I didn't know what it was but genuine fear crawled over me after that. I slowly reached out to him and then he aggressively grabbed it and closed his eyes. "You aren't a demon.....but....you aren't a full human either...I can't tell....what are you?..... Tsk.....with this stupid gash I can't return back....it looks like I have to stay here. You!, I will reside with you for a while, I will find out about that mysterious thing within you and then I will leave this place. Do you understand!?"..."Nope!"