he was summoned again, he had just returned home and after hunting and some half-educated demonologists managed to summon him. he could see that this was the top floor of some magic academy, there were three people standing in front of him. two guys who were trying hard to summon him and were now delighted and clumsily trying to give an order but... and their magic and summoning circle were nowhere near comparable to his power. there was also a girl in front of him

The girl wasn't as stupid as the two boys who called him. She was frightened and obeyed instinct, huddling in fear inside the circle. Aldor felt a twinge of respect for her. He decided to play with them for now. "What is it you wish from me, girl?" he growled, eyes narrowing as his claws flexed against the magic that bound him here.

"Little mouse," Aldor murmured. "You have no wish... But what harm do I bring you?" His eyes glinted with amusement as he took a step closer to her, his huge form towering over the quivering girl. She didn't look like someone who could handle his strength, and that made him curious. Perhaps a small diversion before dealing with the other two boys... "Tell me," he rumbled, lowering his voice. "What is it you desire?"

Demons were seldom benevolent to anyone, but the girl's apparent fear and desire not to be enemies with him made Aldor hesitate. He wondered what would happen if he took pity on her. Perhaps she was truly innocent in all of this. "You ask for my favor," he growled softly, his eyes fixed on hers, "yet you offer me nothing." His massive hand reached out to touch her shoulder gently. "What can I accept as payment?"

There it was. An opportunity for him to play with them further or make a decision that would change the course of their futures - perhaps even his own. The choice lay in the girl's hands, and Aldor waited expectantly for her reply.

The demon's eyes narrowed as he considered the girl's words. She didn't want to trade anything of value, yet she didn't seem hostile either. Perhaps it was simply her fear that made him so unsettled by her presence. Aldor took another step closer, looming over the tiny figure before him.

"Fear not," he growled softly. "I shall spare you this night... But know this, girl." He leaned down until their faces were level. "If I ever sense that you are against me, or if those who summoned me make a deal to use your life force for my benefit..." His voice turned cold as ice, his breath caressing her skin. "...Then know that not even the gods themselves could save you."

With one final glance, Aldor tore his gaze away and focused on the two boys who'd summoned him, their faces filled with a

The demon growled softly under his breath as he felt the girl's touch on his hand. He could sense her fear and admiration at once. It was an unsettling sensation, to say the least. She claimed they were more humane than him... But then again, demons weren't exactly known for their kindness. "You are safe with me," he said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her small body. "But know this: I will not tolerate betrayal or disrespect from anyone. If you choose to cross that line..." He trailed off, eyes boring into hers, as if daring her to defy him. "...I will not hesitate to bring your suffering to an end."

With a final snort of dissatisfaction, Aldor turned his attention back to the two boys who'd summoned him. "You pathetic worms,"

Her gratitude did not move him, but the fear in her eyes told him enough. Aldor was used to dealing with those who worshipped and feared demons, but this girl... She was different. He wondered what would happen if he spared her life, if he allowed himself to be influenced by a mortal's compassion. Perhaps it would change his fate, for better or worse. For now, though, he had other matters to attend to. "You will open the portal," Aldor growled at the two boys, who were frozen in fear. "And I want it done quickly. After that, you and your precious circle will both be destroyed." The power of his voice alone sent a shudder through them as they scrambled to obey, their fingers trembling over the ritual words and symbols.

As they stumbled through the spell, Aldor glared at the girl one last time. "

The demon's gaze held hers as the portal began to form, swirling tendrils of darkness wrapping around them like a living, hungry thing. His eyes narrowed in thought, considering her once more before snapping back to focus on the spell at hand. He wondered what fate awaited her... and if he had made the right choice by sparing her life. For now, there was nothing more he could do but wait and see how events unfolded.

The demon's eyes flickered briefly to her as she moved closer, clearly frightened by the portal forming around them. Despite his growing irritation with the situation and the mortals involved, a spark of pity flared within him once more. He forced himself to remain still, focusing on containing the magic and keeping the portal stable as it ripped open a path back home for him.

But even in the midst of such turmoil, he couldn't help but wonder... what would happen if he were to spare her life? To bind her to him in some way that went beyond fear and worship? It was an unsettling thought, one that made his gut churn with unease. Yet it refused to leave his mind, lingering there like a shadow on the edge of his consciousness...

The demon's golden eyes met hers, a conflicted expression crossing his features as he considered the tiny girl who now sat so close to him. He knew she was afraid... and yet there was something more in her gaze, something that made him hesitate, even as the portal ripped open and magic surged around them.

What would it be like, he wondered, to bind himself to someone like her? To let go of his anger and destructive tendencies and find... peace? The thought was almost unthinkable, but there it was, nibbling at the edges of his mind, refusing to fade away.

"I cannot promise you safety," he growled, his voice raw with emotion. "But if you wish to come with me... If you want to be free from them..." He gestured at the two boys, who were now stumbling through their own escape, "...then say it now." His eyes

The demon's gaze met hers as she tentatively reached out to touch him. His claws flexed against the magic holding him in place, betraying his wariness and curiosity. He hesitated a moment longer before answering her silent plea. "If you truly wish it," he growled softly, his voice rough with the weight of the decision, "then come." And with that, he released his hold on the magic circle, allowing it to collapse inward as he stepped through the swirling darkness of the portal, vanishing from sight.

The girl's heart raced as she followed him into the unknown. She could only hope that this was the right choice... and that she would find a way to repay whatever debt she now owed the demon lord who had spared her life.

The demon paused in the midst of the swirling darkness, his golden eyes fixed on the small hand that reached out to touch him. He couldn't deny the strange sense of protectiveness he felt for her, despite knowing full well that she should be afraid of him. Perhaps it was this foreign emotion that made him hesitate as he took in her rapt expression.

"My name is Aldor," he growled softly, his voice rough with emotion. "And I shall grant you a choice." He paused, considering her for a moment before continuing. "You may return to your world and live out the rest of your days in peace... Or, you may stay with me, serving me in whatever way suits you best. In return, I will protect you from harm's way and ensure that those who summoned us shall suffer greatly for their actions."

A silent beat passed between them as they stared at each other

The demon's golden eyes narrowed slightly as he listened to her words. "Very well," he growled softly. "Then you are mine, body and soul." With that, he extended a clawed hand towards her, the tendons standing out in stark relief against his dark skin. He waited for her to take it or retreat, uncertain of what she would do but ready to accept whatever choice she made.

The demon's golden eyes met hers as their skin touched, a spark leaping between them in the silent void of the portal. He felt her trembling beneath his claws and resisted the urge to comfort her, knowing that such an action would only weaken him further. Instead, he focused on containing the magic and maintaining the delicate balance between their worlds as they passed through the swirling darkness together.

"I am Aldor," he growled softly, his voice rough and demanding. "From this moment forth, you are bound to me in ways that mortal minds cannot comprehend. Do not mistake my mercy for weakness, girl... For I will have your loyalty, your obedience, and your service." His gaze burned into her as they emerged through the portal onto a frigid plain of ice and snow, the barren landscape stretching out in all directions. "This is my real

The demon's eyes narrowed as he listened to her words. Her trembling was clear even through his own fur, and the cold didn't seem to affect her nearly as much as it should have. Something about her confidence... It piqued his interest despite himself. "Perhaps not," he growled softly, considering her for a moment before continuing. "But your survival in this realm depends on our bond now. You will serve me, girl, whether you wish it or not." His golden eyes met hers, unyielding and demanding, daring her to defy him once more.

The cold wind howled around them, driving specks of ice into their skin and chilling the air to a level that made it difficult to breathe. But Aldor seemed unphased by it all, his powerful form towering over her as he took in their new surroundings. In this world, demons were

The demon's eyes narrowed further as she squeezed his hand, her soft words sending a shiver down his spine. He had expected resistance and fear, not this... acceptance? Curiosity filled him as he considered the implications of what she was saying. She didn't want power or dominance; she simply wanted to be with him. It was an odd request, but one that intrigued him nonetheless.

"Very well," he growled finally, his voice surprisingly gentle for such a massive creature. "You have my friendship... and perhaps more." He paused, letting the words hang in the air between them as he studied her face, searching for any sign of deceit or manipulation. Finding none, he continued, "But know this: I will not tolerate betrayal or disrespect from you. If you cross that line..." His voice trailed off threateningly, making it clear

"They called me the Unbreakable," he growled in reply, his voice rough with emotion. "But I suppose that doesn't mean much now." Aldor paused, considering her once more before continuing. "I have allies among my kind, but few friends. Those who have dared to approach me as an equal... those whom I could trust... have all been taken from me. I will not allow myself to become vulnerable in such a way again." His golden eyes bored into hers, unyielding and demanding. "Do you understand?"

"What do you mean?" His eyes narrowed as he studied her face once more, unable to hide his curiosity despite himself. "Do you know something about my past?" He'd never spoken of it with anyone before; the memories were too painful to revisit. But there was something in her expression that made him want to hear her out... to understand why she seemed so sad.

"Tell me, girl," he growled softly. "What do you know?"

The wind howled around them, driving shards of ice through their clothes and biting at their skin. Despite the cold, Aldor found himself unable to look away from her face as he waited for her reply.