de_bel_survivor | Day 31 - [Voice]

[Kouki’s return from his kidnapping was quiet and unceremonious. While he’s relatively well and in one piece, physically speaking, but it’s nothing compared to how he feels on the inside. To be very frank, he’s pissed. The young demon overlord may seem calm on the outside, but his anger was currently, and forcibly by his will, a simmering sort of anger. No matter how tempting it was to let loose and vent in the forest, Kouki would have to wait until he reach the Battle Dome.

Until then, he has other things to think about first instead of himself. Like checking on his friends and his cat.

Well, he planned to until he flipped open his journal as he walked back towards the village… Only to stop and stare at the blank pages. His fingers started flipping through the journal for the older entries, finding more and more blank pages. There’s only a few possible explanations.

Either the Malnosso want to erase history and important journal posts, or there’s an experiment going on.

What brilliant timing he got. First he spent his third anniversary in this world while kidnapped, and now he returned in time for a likely experiment. Might as well confirm what’s going on and hope the journal’s features was still intact. His voice was calm, and the journal would pick up some sounds of him quickly walking in the forest.]

Kouki Wakahisa here. Can someone tell me what’s going on?

[This time. Whatever’s going on this time have a higher priority than his anger about his memories being played with during that illusion last month.

Once he finally arrived at the village, Kouki immediately head to his apartment at CH7’s second floor to check on his cat. After confirming her well-being, he keep an eye on his journal before leaving for the village plaza. The plaza was a natural gathering spot for people, so he can watch people and even talk to them.

A young man with black wings and a pair of cat ears-like headphones (or weird head gear, if the technology was unfamiliar to anyone, or they might believe it’s his real ears) was walking around the plaza and looking at people. If he spy anyone looking very confused, or doing something strange, Kouki would call out and approach them.

More so if they're people he knew.]

Hey!

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[Kouki would be happy to tell him how to spell his name in English. Although, that would bring up romanisation issues for his first name.

Just as long it's not "Cookie".]

There's Fayt. Other than him, others have different shades of blue, Dr. Bishop.

Subject 1, yes.

Can you tell me of the others? Blue hair, of varying shades, is still a mutation. One that must be studied.

[He smiles a bit.]

Maybe I could even breed blue cows.

[He raise a brow, sorely tempted to cross his arms. But that would probably give a different sort of impression.]

Sure, I don't mind. Just as long they're okay with it. Although I don't even know if blue cows are possible.

[Demons, sure. Angels, kinda possible. Blue cows? Uh...]

I made bacon flavored cupcake frosting. [Of which he is very proud. Albeit a little weirded out himself. He managed it, certainly, but it never caught on.]

Anything is possible if one puts their mind to it.

That sounds interesting.

[By interesting, it sounds gross. Ew.]

Well, if it's something like...pigments changing, I guess it's possible. [Hey, he knows science. He's just...haven't brush up on that part of science.]

Don't sound so negative-- [Uh...whatever your name was.]

Haven't you ever wondered what was possible just past normal perceptions?

[It's Kouki. Since he knows his surname can be hard on foreign tongues.]

Sometimes. That usually depends on the subject for me, and how interesting they are to think about.

[Like demon control! Which he ended up declining for something else.]

The entire world is full of possibilities, dear boy. You just need to open your mind to them.

[Such as blue cows, or cows that give chocolate milk. Or shapeshifters. Massive parasites. Chimeras.

He takes out his sample from Subject 1 and looks at them again.]

Even the smallest of things hold the greatest of wonders.

[Kouki just smiled when he heard that line. Open his mind, huh?

He did hear that line before, but in vastly different context.]

And that's why you do research?

[If he's gathering samples, this man is most likely a scientist.]

One reason, yes. Science of all types are my passion.

Good luck with your research. Science's not my forte, but I know what it's like to have passion for something.

Oh? And what is your passion, boy? Music, perhaps? Something else?

You guessed right! I love music, but I also like doing some arts and craft sometimes. But if I have to pick, I would put music higher on the list.

Music. Aaah, music. The soother of souls, the opener of minds, the spring from which all hope and inspiration comes.

[Walter smiles wider, motioning with his hands.]

I- I could tell, from your headwear. Unless it was some sort of corrective gear, in which case I would be most apologetic for pointing it out.

[Yet another new thing for Kouki, and his surprise is shown on his face.]

...Nah, you're right. They're my headphones. [He waves away the apologies.] But that's a first time someone said these might be corrective. I usually get people thinking they are my ears, like an android.

...Which would be rather cool, whenever I think about it.

[He laughs a little through his nose and then smiles.]

Oh, androids and biodroids need no such gear to exist. Most of their hardware is stored in discs at the bases of their spines. Messy business, bleed mercury.

[The smile disappears.]

Awful creatures. Instruments of evil from his universe.

[...Well, that subject sure did went somewhere, unintentionally.]

Because they're made and ordered for it? Because I don't really use the "evil" label so easily.

[Funny thing for him to say, when he's the demon king.]

No!

Because they infiltrate our world. They assume our forms - killing the original and taking their place to spy on us, give him information on how to destroy our world. They're evil.

[Did he...accidentally set off a sore subject.]

Whoa, sorry! I didn't know the extent of what they did, the the entire context! But that's horrible.

[Walter turns away, waving his arms this way and that as if fighting off demons only he can see.]

It isn't just horrible! They killed Olivia's friend! They took his form, they-- They--

[He stops suddenly.]

I didn't know him. Not well. ...But he's gone now and he'll never come back.

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