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Character: Daemon

World: 02

Notes: Just a little headcanon...

Chapter 17

A match made in despair

It was currently calm in the dark ocean.

As such, the ruler of this truly overused realm had decided to engage in his two favorite activities: relaxing and reviewing fanfiction.

"Let's see…" Daemon whispered, casually typing on his keyboard. today, he had decided upon his cloaked form, which made it a hell of alot easier to type. Beside him, a couple of scubamon sat on the black sand, listening intently to their master. "Search for Vanity?"

"Awesome!" the scubamon cried off in almost one voice, giving all their praise for the demon lord to type.

"AWC?"

Loud booing quickly followed, even if the digimon weren't entirely sure what the heck said fic was even about. Daemon quickly got to work typing up a comment, making sure to at least highlight something nice about the collection of stories.

"Digimon Sh-"

Before the demon lord was able to finish his sentence, his chair was suddenly flipped over, which was followed by "upupupupupupu". He then switched forms, motioning for what remained of this scubamon regiment to fall back behind him.
"How dare you interrupt my free time!" he added, slashing the air with his left claw. "I was doing very important things!"

"Yeah, whateves." Daemon turned around, finding Kari standing there. While he wasn't expecting any guests, she was a welcome surprise. "Let's fuck."
Daemon did a double-take. The last time he checked, Kari was in no mood or of the age required for that sort of action to even make sense. That, and he wasn't really sure if he could actually participate in sex. Even then, the way Kari was acting seemed even weirder. When her gaze wasn't hyperfocused on Daemon, she was blowing him a kiss or whispering the phrase "upupupupupupu" under her breath. Heck, her current apparel was just as strange. Instead of the usual pink and white sleeveless top and yellow pants the digidestined of light wore, had been replaced by a very short purplish black top that revealed a load of cleavage along with a matching short skirt that could have easily got her a charge for indecent exposure. Her light brown hair had been dyed strawberry blonde and were now tied into two two humongous pigtails. Beside her, was an Angewomon, who didn't look at all like the traditional version or it's digitalverse variant. Unlike her master, she was wearing a purplish black dress that almost gave her as much cleavage as her master. Her helmet had been taken off, revealing a face with very heavy make-up along with two massive strawberry blonde pigtails that didn't seemed to compliment her light blue eyes.

"You look…" Daemon started, only to freeze. As much as he didn't want to anger his potential bride, warning bells were ringing in his head. "Ugly, to put it lightly."
Kari then lit up with an expression that appeared to be a mix between disgust and happiness.

"How very despairful of you." she whispered, motioning her partner to do something for her. Angewomon only gave a slight nod, charging up what appeared to be celestial arrow.

Slash Nail!

Daemon slammed his claw into the ultimate, only to watch it bounce harmlessly off.

Despairing Arrow!

Angewomon shot the arrow out, watching it fly towards her opponent, only for said opponent to switch forms and allow the projectile to impale an oblivious Scubamon.

"Both of you, like, stop." Kari announced, getting the attention of neither of them. "Did you, like hear me? God, this is so despairing…"

She sat herself down on the sand, deciding to bitch about the atmosphere of the place as her partner was flung into the water.

"Leave." the demon lord of wrath finally announced as a portal appeared under the feet of his opponents, swallowing them in. Afterwards, peace and quiet returned to the dark ocean, if only for a little bit...