Ezrachek made his way across the park, in his form of his human body. Finding his way to a branch of a tree, he sat whistling with the wind to a tune of some human song that he had heard on some electronic device that used radio waves to transform them into sound waves. The night sky was sparkling with stars and a few clouds rolled smoothly across the sky. He breathed in the few breaths of clean air that this town offered before it was inevitably tainted with the smog that came from heavy industrial appearance in cities. Luckily enough, this was a relatively small town, and only had one factory that didn't produce enough grime into the air to effect the oxygen level. He looked around, seeing everyone retire to their quarters. It was only 3 minutes until he was to meet with another demon. He was defeated such a long time ago, that he had lost touch with his demons and he was waiting to regain his control of his demons, and through that, the location of his members of the Demonic Heirarchy members who had been sealed away as well. Ezrachek thought back to that night, remembering that one of the members was killed, pierced with a blade through the heart. This had distracted Ezrachek, who cared extremely for every member of his team. This distraction allowed Wrath, from the 7 Deadly Sins, to come up from behind him and seal him in his icy prison. Ezrachek shoved off that memory, realizing that it was all in the past, the deep past. It was time to find a new member for the Demonic Heirarchy, and this demon that he had managed to arrange a meeting with, was a very capable candidate to fill the spot. He looked around, awaiting the arrival of the new Demon.
Demon Hunters