>>6012992>>6013091>>6013125>>6013187>>6013193>>6013209>>6013217>>6013218>>6013292>>6013345>>6013411>>6013594>>6013600>>6013724https://files.catbox.moe/gvu091.mp3Her voice rasped, rough and ragged, as if mangled by uneven teeth. The door was gone, all labour of smoothing the timber and the memories of assembling it erased in an instant. One moment, it stood; the next, it was a charred, cracked frame. Why was this happening? What -was- even happening? The intruder looked disturbingly familiar. The Demon King’s General—you had seen her once among the others. Was seeing her just enough for her to invade your dreams? Damn it all, were these nightmares destined to haunt you from now on?
You squeezed your eyes shut, desperate to escape back into sleep.
Cold drafts whistled inside, and then the she-demon took another heavy step.
“Not even the presence of the Demon King’s Great General can wake you?” she said. “You -must- be the one!”
The dream feel too real, too tangible. She seized and yanked the covers away; then torched them ablaze!
“But just to double check … the prophecy said the chosen one would bear a mark! Where it be?”
> Chewed ear-tops from some childhood accident. (The General will mistake it for a deityfolk ancestry)> Allergic reaction to something that demons have. (The General will mistake it for signs that you are a demon)> An unknown animal claw mark over your heart. (The General will mistake it for you surviving the Dragon-Beast not even the Demon King could slay)> Anisocoria. (The General will mistake it for a potent power to see the weak spot of any demon, Demon King or not)> One black fingernail. (The General will mistake it for a cursed power that was sealed away from the Demon King)> [Write In] 