Eve Goken stepped into the dimly lit alley,the flickering of torches casting eerie shadows on the wall. The air was heavy with the scent of smoke and ash, a constant reminder of the demon world's perpetual twilight. She made her way through the narrow passage with ease, her eyes adjusting to the darkness.

  As she turned a corner, a sudden chill ran down her spine. Eve's instincts screamed warning, her hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of her sword, Merciless. She slowed her pace,her senses in high alert.

  A figure emerged from the shadows,tall and imposing, with a face that was beauty untold.His silver hair cascaded down his back like a river of moonlight, it's length reaching his waist.Eve's gaze was drawn to his eyes,she couldn't discern it's color as it seemed to shift and change like the shadows themselves, revealing no hint of emotion.His presence was both captivating and terrifying, like a moth drawn to a flame.Eve's heart quickened,her breath catching her throat .

  The stranger's gaze wavered,his eyes locked into hers with an unwavering intensity.Eve felt like she was drowning in their depths, unable to look away.Time seemed to freeze, the world around her melting into insignificance.

  "What do you want from me?"Eve whispered , her voice barely audible.

  Suddenly, the world around her began to distort and blur.The alley melting away, being replaced by a familiar ceiling.She sat up with a start,her heart racing.It was just a dream...or was it?..she looked around her darkened bedroom,the shadows cast by the moon light outside making her feel uneasy.

  The stranger's uncertain face lingered in her mind, his piercing eyes seeming to watch her even now . Eve shivered despite the warmth of her bed...she couldn't shake the feeling that the stranger was more than just a dream.

  She threw off her covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed... she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, trying to shake off the lingering feeling of unease from her dream.

  Just then, someone walked into the room, it was her aunt, aunty Ymir. She was a statuesque she demon with curly brown hair and piercing amber eyes. Her features were chiseled and elegant, with her high cheek bone and a pointed chin, her skin glowing even in the dark complementing her beauty. She had a warm and nurturing smile, her eyes sparkling with a hint of steel, almost betraying her sharp intelligence and fierce determination.

  "A good evening Eve" she said, her voice low and soothing

  "An evening to you aunty " Eve replied acknowledging her Aunty's presence..

  "I would be needing you to fetch Azreal for dinner.. that's if you do not mind.. your uncle would be joining us for dinner tonight, Azreal's presence is mostly required"

  Eve nodded in agreement as she watched her aunt walk away....

  "Eve dear?" Aunt Ymir smiled..."please be sure to get him before the moon reaches it's peak"

  With that she left ..

  Eve quickly got dressed, finding Azreal was no problem, she told herself putting on a nicely fitted black cloak as she tied her hair into a bun . Grabbing her sword "Merciless ", she quickly made her way to the club where Azreal always hung out in the dark of the evening.

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  Inside the club, the air was thick with the smell of sweat and liquor. Eve scanned the room, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. Finally she spotted Azreal sitting around a corner, it clearly seemed he was in the middle of a heated game as his long black hair was beginning to drop off sweat. His eyes were intently fixed on the prize;Gina. A highly valued courtesan who was known all over Kettuf clan and far beyond for her eccentric beauty and curves. Azreal watched as she slowly twirled her body in a luring intense manner , that left goosebumps on males. Her lace trimmed corset accentuating her ample buttom . She danced to the flow of the music twirling her curves in a way that made demons go wild, her eyes sparkled like diamonds in the dim light and her raven black hair fell down her back like a waterfall of the night. She was indeed a rare gem as Azreal's eyes were glued on her his face set in a determined expression.

  "As expected" Eve sighed in disappointment knowing her cousin too well , he was just a tall and lean demon with eyes that burned like embers, one could tell he got that as a trait from his mother Lady Ymir. He was putting on a brown cloak with a silver clasp, almost hiding his identity as the son of a noble but not hiding his chiseled features from years of formidable training.

  "This is going to be fun to watch" Eve grabbed a chair nearby ready to entertain herself, but just as everything was falling into place for Azreal, a tall muscular demon from a rival clan appeared out of nowhere challenging Azreal to a fight.

  The demon by name Thrain Blackwood who happened to be the son of a well known feared general of the neighbouring Karl clan sneered at Azreal

  "You think you can have Gina, little Goken? Some guts you have!! No one gets Gina but me"

  "What a pain in the butt " Azreal hissed totally ignoring the words of Thrain as he headed towards his prize .

  Goken!!!! Thrain yelled charging towards Azreal with his claws already out ..

  Look who just picked up a fight.. Eve giggled inwardly as she couldn't help but exclaim in anticipation..

  Azreal swiftly pulls Gina to his chest as he smoothly avoided Thrain's attack

  "Be a good girl and wait for me"

  Azreal snarled back at Thrain as he pulls himself away from Gina, he wasn't going to let anyone lay claws on this rare gem.

  You asked for it Blackwood... Azreal immediately charged towards Thrain pulling out his sword as he swiftly avoids Thrain's claws, it was literally obvious he was holding himself back from doing dirty, but this only angered Blackwood. The fight was beginning to grow intense as Azreal seemed to be struggling keeping up without injuring his opponent. Seeing the situation on ground Gina and some other courtesans flee in fear while other demons cheered and placed bets on the winner. Seeing Gina disappear, Thrain gritted his teeth as he angrily pounced on Azreal.

  You bastard!!! He roared sending Azreal's sword flying ready to rip him off with a final blow when someone drew out an eccentric sword on him

  "That's enough".