Snippet #2746962

Breathing erratic, the elder demon hissed between his gritted teeth, the burning of his eyes gradually subsiding. This pain, however, was soon replaced with a nagging noise piercing his ears. Snapping his head around to search for the source, his eyes finally rested upon a tree branch from above, his eyes burning intensely. It was that little creature, the very one that pushed him over the edge. Was it now mocking him!? The hell's wrong with this thing!? he thought, growling. "Well... this is... a first," he muttered, his voice gutteral. His wings folded back, and once again he took his claw and brushed it across his hair, laying it back once more, and began patting the tips of his fingers together.

"Look," he said after waiting for the critter to finally be silent, quite clearly exasperated. "This... thing you are doing... goes contrary to survival, in fact, this is the exact opposite. Say, for example, do you enrage a bear, and then try to ask it about its day? No! Because then it'll likely cleave your stupid talking head from your shoulders and bleed you out like a stuck hog!" He placed a hand on his forehead and, the other he held out presenting the destruction he wrought. "Perhaps I have miscommunicated myself here, but I believed the trail of destruction was a distinctive sign that maybe it'd be best to sod off! What... why am I even explaining this..?"

He took in a sharp breath and sighed, looking down at the half-pint of a nuisance. Even if he could just extinguish this creature's life right here, it would accomplish nothing. He couldn't even feel angry properly now thanks to its meddling. Sitting down on the trunk of a tree he felled, he decided he'd best answer some of those stupid questions, feeling he'd probably just get annoyed further if he doesn't.

"Alright, since you are so curious, then listen here, you thorn in my side... yes, there, perhaps I'll call you just that, Thorn," he begins, rolling a condescending tone, rubbing his chin. "Anyways... perhaps the world has grown ignorant in my absence. But, those flames are actually the violent conflagration of the natural mana in the air... which is to say, I'm setting nature ablaze by my presence. You see, my very existence is the scourge to this contemptible world, and I have sent many to their despicable ends, some of which by their own devices with a gentle nudge by me. Which is to say that I am... by your tongue, perhaps, an Elder Demon."

He then paused and glared down at Thorn.

"All things of nature strives to evade me, so... why aren't you?"