A Simple Grey World Looking for Sun to brighten her path.

[Nier]

There comes a time in a man's life when he returns to the scene of his crime; or birth, it's the same sort of thing. Amnesia never wanted the stain upon earth that was Nier, she never wanted the demon spawn that lurked and wouldn't leave. But here he was, his silver body materialising and disappearing, over and over. Invisibilty never for old, same old party trick that was willing to scare off the masses that knew nought of Beqanna's Magic. It just so happened that he trod on that vein of magic, or well, his mother had.

Nier was smooth, his alabaster pelt shimmering almost against the White meadow, his dark eyes narrowing, watching. He was born in this land, as was most of his siblings. He wondered him his mother still lurked in the background, like some broken ornament on the shelf no one wants but picks up all the time. He snorted. His dark wings ruffling by his grey sides as he hovered along, nostrils puffing gently, taking in the smells. Women, women everywhere.

He is cool as a cucumber, lazy like the sloth demon. He lived to terrorise, but found it too much work sometimes. He liked easy prey. And looked like he found some. Prey. Kitten. Lady. He didn't know what to call her but he saw her dappled hide against the White backdrop. He watched as he bobbed along, wings lazily moving his mass along.

What would be entirely different? He couldn't care about the kingdoms. He heard about them on the grapevines. Too much work. Too many busybidies... What about a herd? Could the sloth demon cope with a herd of fawning women? The thought interested him as he glided along. Oh he was quite handsome, rugged and smooth, he could attract the fair, perhaps even his own gender if it came to it, but he didn't care. Not much sparked him, maybe this would. He strolled closer to the onyx lady and then bobbed onto the ground. He had conquered Gemstone Ridge and have one... Companion, but said companion needed friends and Nier needed a niche following to help inflate his ego, and life's meaning.

"Hello, Pet."  he purrs, his voice anything the ladies wanted. A brilliant actor the demon was.

"Care for some company?

n i e r;
tyrael x amnesia
The winged invisible sloth demon