Azzy returned back to The Demon Realm covering his eye, he was suppressing the urge to break down in tears. But held himself together momentarily by reminding him that he was better than this, that any form of hurt was weakness, and that Razzamoth wouldn't want him to show such disgusting emotions. The Demon arrived in the room where his Demon King resided and he clenched Razzamoth's earrings so hard that it could've been turned to dust. With a shaky breath, Azzy knelt down.

"King Gomah."

He greets, and grimaces, he always considered Gomah a pawn, an eventual pawn to use and once Razzamoth and Azzy became his loyal servants they planned to backstab and overthrow Gomah and make Razzamoth King of The Demon Realm.

That was the plan…

Or it was until they killed him.

Razzamoth didn't deserve death, if anything Azzy deserved it more. He deserved to die at the blade of the one he mutilated, took one for the team, but he did nothing, he was such a coward.

"Azzy, what brings you here? Did you complete your mission?" Gomah asked, and Azzy shook his head.

"Razzamoth's dead…" Azzy paused, considering if he should come clean and tell Gomah who it was, "And it was Fu's fault."

Gomah was silent before scoffing. "It was bound to happen, why you didn't kill him when you had the chance, I don't know."

Azzy's face soured, he knew he failed. And he didn't need this… this fake demon king to tell him and remind him of his failure. "I know! I know! But it ran past the allotted time we're allowed for!"

"I don't care for the specifics, you let your leader die, we answer to King Yemma now." Gomah said, "Part of the deal specifically states, we cull the populace of HFIL. Bi-Yearly, in exchange he and the others fund our research and buy our way to Heaven. If Razzamoth is dead, the contract is expired. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, but I think it applies to you specifically. I don't follow you anymore." Azzy spat. Gomah was pissed.

"Excuse me?" Gomah asked.

"I don't care anymore, I had enough going down there, unless Oriel does something or King Yemma does something, Degesu is handling the affairs!" Azzy snaps.

"You dare defy my wishes?!" Gomah snaps.

"Screw your wishes, I am a one man team, and its all about me now." Azzy heads back to his room, and felt awkward, the room he shared with Razzamoth had memories he now can't stop thinking about, memories of a simpler time, memories where he didn't have to feel hurt, shunned. Judged. All of it is gone, and just memories now.

Before he can wallow in his self pity however, the sound of what seems to be Degesu himself comes in. "You look like crap." He comments.

"Yeah, have you looked at yourself in the mirror?" Azzy snapped.

"Wow, who pissed in your cereal this morning?" Degesu scoffed.

"No one, leave me be."

"I heard you snapped at King Gomah."

"Yeah so?"

Degesu shrugs. "You shouldn't have done that."

"Well I did."

"It wasn't a very smart thing to do, you know?"

"Not many of us around here are smart." Azzy scoffs.

"Do you need help with your Right Eye?" Degesu asked.

"I… I appreciate it."

Azzy felt Degesu clean around his eye and apply a Core Person eyepatch on it. "There, don't worry. You look fine now."

"Thanks…"