Jaylen had left the city of Coin and traveled all the way to Starr for a hope… Or a chance at a hope… To continue living life…

But he wasn't there for long before he was told they were moving. He was just getting settled, enjoying demon company, and accepting his new life, but it was being uprooted once more.

Annoyed, Jaylen, carries his bags onto the ship. Then he saw him, the reason for all this bullshit. Jalyen stood at the deck of the ship and watches as the man walks up some stairs with his dog and enters a room. Before the door closed, Jaylen was clearly able to make out a luxury bed.

Jaylen’s eyes widen and nose flares as he throws his bags onto the floor. “Who the fuck does he think he is!? And he brings a dog in there! A fuckin’ dog! And where are we staying!? Some moldy ass bed on the fucking orlop!?” He exclaims, his demonic energy and rebellious emotions rising.

A laughter is heard. “Sit the fuck down, lad. You’re not ready for that fight. Do you know who that is?” An older demon asks. He had grey hair and the smile of a schemer.

Jaylen frowns. “The Don of Turtle Shell Inn, whatever the fuck that means.” He says, unimpressed.

The grey-haired man smiles. “Fuckin’ exactly, lad. That’s the Don of fucking Turtle Shell Inn. The man has an army at his back and he doesn’t even know it. Half the people in this organization are ready to die for him. So sit your young ass down, friend, before you draw too much attention to yourself.” The man says, unimpressed.

Jaylen continues to frown. “And what makes him so fuckin’ great. What the fuck has he done for you? Ready to kneel down and suck his dick? What does it taste like candy?” He asks, unfazed.

The grey-haired man smirks. “The man showed me that we’re not alone, lad. I once asked him why he started Eden, and he said it was a statement, that since the heavens allowed us to be born in the same way and looked down on our naked bodies, in all our shame and unearthly desires, that since they allowed demons into this world, he would not allow it to be our hell; no, it would be our paradise. This man will not deny you the food at your table, and the heavens saw fit to feed us indeed. We’re not going to Paz to fuck around, lad. We’re going there to feast.” He says with a smile.

“Ay, to our feast! Meat and pussy for all!” Another man says with a laugh.

“To the feast! To the feast!” A few other men began to chant.

“Calm the fuck down, you little turds! Get back to work!” A black-haired lady yells before climbing up the stairs and entering the same room.

Jaylen’s eyes widen. “Then what’s her fuckin’ excuse!?” He exclaims.

The grey-haired man’s eyes widen and reluctance appeared on her face. “Ay, her. Well I wouldn’t fuck with her either. She has a way of turning the men around here… into slaves…” He says, not really wanting to talk about it.

Frustration builds on Jaylen’s face. “Then who exactly am I supposed to fuck with around here!?” He asks, nowhere to put his frustrations.

The grey-haired man smiles and leans in. “Well, if it’s a fuck you’re looking for…” He says with a whisper.

Jaylen’s eyes widen and he instinctively pushes out with his arms. “Get off me, you old fookin’ bastard !” He exclaims, feeling anxious. Sweat beading on his forehead.

A boisterous laughter resounds.

Jaylen’s shakes his head. “Fucking demons. They’re all the same.” He says before picking up his bags and carrying on.