“Why are you here?” she said as she took a step forward. “We’re in the demon king’s lair, how can you … be here?” she gasped as all her sweet memories of them came flooding into her. He said nothing, just sat there smiling down at her.
“Don’t just sit there, SAY SOMETHING!” she screamed at him.
“Well, what do you want me to say?” he asked her, “that it was all a dream?” she flinched. “Your eyes don't deceive you, I am the demon king.” he said as he got off the throne. As he took one step down, reddish black smoke came out his body. He began transforming from a human into something nightmares are made off. Standing at twenty feet tall, skin the color of charcoal, horns ridge, with a narrow space between them, they were the size of her sword, they spiraled to the tips. His white hair dan
