Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2021 18:10:53 GMT -5
How many days had it been now? He had lost track in this dusty and frustrating cage. A less than graceful predicament to find oneself in after having believed themselves so might. Kamae was now trapped in a cage, one designed to keep demons within it. Turns out it was true, Kamae having been tricked into following a hero into a trap and being captured by Ogres. The once proud demon now sat in a cell, Shadows covered him in his dark cell and his shadowy soul blended in almost perfectly... save for the green scar that pulsed in his chest. The demon could only rest in his cage, having been humbled by this mess he got himself into.
Yet this place also afforded him time to meditate, to grow in power dramatically. Nearly doubling his power from before and now... now he was feeding on the hellish inhabitants of this realm. Kamae was not idle while he was imprisoned, nor did he feel this would not be without some form of benefit. Yet... his pride had been wounded severely. He had thought himself untouchable, unbeatable... and yet now he was rotting in a jail cell.
Occasionally others came by his cell, throwing things at the demon to taunt him, to mock his weakness. Humilation was a daily thing for the demon, and his usual smile was gone. Rage burned in his chest, hatred at his predicament... and Disgust in himself. He wondered if that girl would mock him endlessly if she saw... How funny the advice he had been given was actually sound... and how a mortal had predicted his downfall. Perhaps he was not what he thought he was? Perhaps he had lost the right to call himself a god? A disturbing thought for the once proud demon.