If there was one thing Raphael, a Mythic Rank Demon genius of the Demon Clan, could never forget, it was the experience on the frontline battlefields.
He would never forget that human named Aiden, who used a long sword to slice open his chest, pull out his heart, and put it in his mouth.
Just thinking about those scenes filled Raphael with a terror he couldn't describe.
Now, seeing the Slaughter Demon's left hand also gripping a long sword, Raphael's face turned dark with fear.
"I'm not sure if I'm imagining it, but this sword feels strangely familiar," Raphael thought.
He took a deep breath, forcing the thought out of his mind.
The torture Aiden had inflicted had been so intense at the time that he hadn't even had a chance to look closely at the sword.
Besides, the figure before him now was a Slaughter Demon, not a human like Aiden.
The two had nothing to do with each other.
