"LOOK AT YOU!" A loud voice boomed through the castle's blood red walls shaking the chandeliers and rattling the shelves. Demon looked down at himself, his shirtless chest, his tight leather pants, the cloak draped over his left shoulder, the steel toed boots, the dark tanned shin, slight muscles, the scar across his chest, the "rebellion king" tattoo's on his upper arms, the barbwire tattoos on his wrists, ankles, and neck, and the two bat wings tattooed on to his back, he didn't see anything wrong except that he was short.
"What's that matter with me?" He asked running his fingers through his blood red hair that was spiked up in all directions and long in the back pulled into a ponytail.
"EVERYTHING!!! DEMON YOU'RE A DISGRACE TO THE ROYAL FAMILY!!!!!" Kinrah screamed in reply, they where the royal family of Hell, the fifth generation of devils, the most noble of all blooded demons.
"How rude...."
"What's that matter with me?" He asked running his fingers through his blood red hair that was spiked up in all directions and long in the back pulled into a ponytail.
"EVERYTHING!!! DEMON YOU'RE A DISGRACE TO THE ROYAL FAMILY!!!!!" Kinrah screamed in reply, they where the royal family of Hell, the fifth generation of devils, the most noble of all blooded demons.
"How rude...."
