[Gundam immediately scoffs, frowning at such a claim.]
How can you not envision such a thing? Knowing that a powerful demon inhabits a castle alone often fills humans with fear! Imagine approaching such a monument! Dread pooling in the pit of your stomach as you encroach upon the castle gates, the darkness of twilight surrounding you, threatening to drown the light held in your trembling hands. You open the gate, cringing as it groans and squeals in opposition of such an action, eyes darting to skies as if expecting the hellion you are hunting to have overheard the complaints of the iron hinges and is now bearing down on you from the skies, and yet you see nothing.
That is until your foot steps hit the cobblestone of the courtyard, at which point you hear a villainous cackle ring through the air. Terror squeezes your very heart as you look up, eyes drawing towards the top of the main keep of the castle, the tallest tower looming high above you, and see a pair of impossibly large wings that surely belong to the hellish bastard you fear launch from the roost! That clawing, gnawing fear crawling up one's spine, scraping against the inside of their ribs, robbing them of their ability to breathe or think or even scream...it is an important atmosphere to obtain for a demon overlord!
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How can you not envision such a thing? Knowing that a powerful demon inhabits a castle alone often fills humans with fear! Imagine approaching such a monument! Dread pooling in the pit of your stomach as you encroach upon the castle gates, the darkness of twilight surrounding you, threatening to drown the light held in your trembling hands. You open the gate, cringing as it groans and squeals in opposition of such an action, eyes darting to skies as if expecting the hellion you are hunting to have overheard the complaints of the iron hinges and is now bearing down on you from the skies, and yet you see nothing.
That is until your foot steps hit the cobblestone of the courtyard, at which point you hear a villainous cackle ring through the air. Terror squeezes your very heart as you look up, eyes drawing towards the top of the main keep of the castle, the tallest tower looming high above you, and see a pair of impossibly large wings that surely belong to the hellish bastard you fear launch from the roost! That clawing, gnawing fear crawling up one's spine, scraping against the inside of their ribs, robbing them of their ability to breathe or think or even scream...it is an important atmosphere to obtain for a demon overlord!