The Devil Makes His Arrival [Intro]

Before the young, devil-raised boy was a giant, castle-like building. Its towers reached the heavens from his angle, stabbing the atmosphere. Its doors were continuously opened and locked by different people, most of them being the guild’s, Cait Shelther’s members. The sun shone down across the bricks, throwing light upon Shen, as he stood there and watched. It was a marvellous sight for him; but he wasn’t planning on standing on the same spot forever. The young man slowly walked towards it, because this was the place; this was his home, his guild. And now, he was going to check it out; you know, learn his guild mates to know and possibly finding his soul’s home between these four walls...

As he stepped in, the door locked with a bang. He speculated if that would catch anyone’s attention, although it wasn’t his intention right now. He took a quick glance around; a mixture of laughing, smiling and very quiet people were present at the guild hall. “Hm…” he commented, “This looks interesting.” He wasn’t really used to the ability of making friends, neither did he know how to right now. But he longed to. His past pretty much deleted all possibilities for him to make many friends, due to the infamous fear that had been spread around the city; even though that he hadn’t hurt a single fly, people had the propensity to fear someone who’s been accompanied by a rather legend over the years. The Devil of what roars above the skies, as they referred to Zan, that old demon. Shen had his theories of how the devil got so well-known, especially for the people of Clover; maybe because of the continuous passes over the town, or maybe because that he’d been a legend for a longer time than he knew…