This was what known about the Daemons according to human history records.
There was no understanding when it came to the Daemons.
Unlike the Gods that had a reason for doing everything and are somewhat understood by mere mortals.
Daemons did whatever they want, they could never be understood. Even the Gods 'themselves' never understood them.
They mostly did things without reason, since the Gods were all about reasons and logic, how could they understand 'them'. It was like an ant trying to understand how to be an elephant.
Or a lion trying to understand how to fly, it was simply impossible.
Gods were beings of logic and reasoning while Daemon were simply the opposite.
TOO MYSTERIOUS!
How can one understand a mysterious man.
At the time before the Gods came, Daemons descended unto the world. No one knew why a deity would decide to come down to the mortal realm, back then there was no mortal that possessed any supernatural powers.
There were no Avatars, the mortals then were of no value.
So why come to the mortal realm???
It didn't make any sense but like I said, Daemons didn't adhere to logic.
The mortals back then we're known as the people of golden race.
They were one of the first humans back then and were also they were a bit different.
They were larger, bulkier and their looks were more primitive.
Anyway, the Daemons descended and took over the world, they ruled the world with viciousness and evil. They were the entities that brought true evil to the world.
It was not that there was no evil in the world back then. No, there was but it was not something of importance compared to what the Daemons brought.
At that time, there were limits to how evil one can be or it seemed like there were limits, at the time no mortal truly knew how to be evil, it wasn't like they studied to become evil.
Back then, humans had limits to how far they could comprehend evil. That was until the Daemons came and showed them evil.
The entity whose comprehension and existence were evil.
The Daemons showed the world that there was no limits to what one can do to get what they want.
Many narcissist were born from the influence of the Daemons.
Greed, selfishness and every other negative emotion sprouted intensely in every human's heart.
It was the era of suffering and killing. People built Temples for the Daemons all over the world and worshipped 'Them'. People were cruel to people and so the era was cruel, that was why it was termed The Demonic Era.
Then one day, the Gods descended upon the earth and fought the Daemons and killed 'Them'.
After defeating the Daemons, 'They' destroyed almost all the Temple and anything relating to the Daemons only leaving those 'They' couldn't find.
All items relating to the Daemons were either lost or destroyed.
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Present...
Panting!
A demonic wolf bit down at a young girl chopping of her head.
*Swallow*
Grrrooowwllll!
"AWWOOOOO!!!"
The demonic wolf howled and started rampaging once again.
*Slash*
*Slash*
Star was still in midst of the crowd, running for his life. The entire situation was not looking.
Along the way, Star had come across a few Avatars, some even died to the demonic wolves.
'Almost every pathway has been sealed by the demonic wolves, I have been running for about half an hour. Am starting to feel exhausted, and I still can't find any pathway.'
"Shit!"
Star cursed.
Suddenly, two demonic wolves began heading towards his direction at an astonishing speed.
The people around him got terrified and ran wildly, there wasn't much space, so they shoved and pushed against each other.
Many fell and were trampled underfoot. The demonic wolves usually came at the back or at the side and of course, Star was among the tramplers.
When the demoic wolves attack,
Using his small body, he manipulates his way in the crowd, getting between people and stepping on their feet, making them fall and serve as food for the demonic wolves.
He does this whenever his life is threatened, for survival, he uses the people around him as shield. And he wasn't the only one.
His plan was working but the problem was that the demonic wolves were many, too many.
Immediately one is busy another comes, couple of more demonic wolves kept heading their way, and what made it even worse was that the demonic wolves, immediate after killing their victim, they quickly move onto the next.
Star felt like the reason for their whole existence was to kill.
No matter how many he manages to shakes off, more keeping.
"Dammit, this is not going to be easy."
"HHHAAAA, is there even anything easy in this world?"
It didn't take long before another demonic wolf began chasing from behind.
Star was already at the very back.
It wasn't his fault though, he had just come out of his slave duty and five minutes later, a huge pack of demonic wolves started attacking.
Without even getting the chance to rest, he was forced to begin running for his life.
The stress and exhaustion from the slave work, the lack of sleep and rest, and the exhaustion from running for over half an hour and having to be on guard against other slaves and guards as to avoid being pushed into the mouth of the demonic wolves.
Began to accumulate and build up.
His stamina was running dry.
He glanced at his behind, no one at all was behind him. If the demonic wolf approaches, he was going to be the one to die.
There was no way out.
Growwwl!!!
Star stared expressionlessly at the growling demonic wolf that was rapidly approaching.
He looked forward, there was no one near him anymore. The closest was a soldier that was staggering a bit while running.
The soldier must have served as guard, Star thought.
The soldier looked exhausted and worn out. Not that Star was much different.
He was also very exhausted, but he forced himself.
He was not going to die here...