Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20161006153517/@comment-26517142-20161016030845

Cybele: So... even at childhood, J'EL was that.. insanely strong?

Polly: Yes. He was agile as he was cunning and manipulative. Even at that size and age, he was a force that people feared- and admired. Yet.. he was never a violent individual....

There was that time when.... I happened upon him whilst he was alone.

"Hello child."

Polly quietly walked towards the small J'EL playing with bricks and rocks, who had grown wide-eyed at the sight of her. "Are you a Mamono? Or human?" J'EL inquired. She merely shook her head. "No. I'm someone who resides above that balance, boy. You are similar, are you not?"

J'EL turns his attention to his toys. "Perhaps. I do not know how to say what I am. But there is but one protocol instilled on me, and that is to slay the Demon Lord."

"Really now?"

"I am curious. What had the Maou done to make such an offense?"

Polly teaches him the truth of the world. Afterwards, he simply looks vacantly at the sky.

"Why.... aren't people happy then?"

"Hmm?"

"The Maou... had she not done this to avoid bloodshed among men and monsters? If that is so.... then she is a good guy. Like the Order Heros."

"Ahh..." Polly raises a finger. "You see.. human Heros think otherwise. They think that the Mamonos are a plague. They feed on men sexually and they have to be destroyed through the loss of the Demon Lord."

"I see.... that's too sad."

J'EL watches the clouds pass before looking back to Polly."I wonder if we'll ever be friends instead."

Polly's eyes widen. She laughs.

"Yes..... I wish for that to happen as well..."

Meanwhile, Jeiel approaches the Demon Lord and Lustia. He siddles into a cutsy.

Lustia: Ah, boy....(pulls up a drink of molasses) how has life treated you so far?

Jeiel: Far good. I see you're here to visit your sister's wedding.

DL: SO... you must be the boy who was supposed to slay me? I'm surprised. You're scrawnier than I imagined. (Jeiel scoffs, plainly insulted)