Hyperlink4
Trying to find that 900th Korok
Welcome to a World of Demons...
Once, it was a Human's world. A thriving metropolis of wood, stone, and metal. Mankind was in control, and it seemed
nothing could change that. That is, until the Demons arrived. The land of Demons had been sealed many years before by the
ancient sages, but that seal has aged and withered, and finally their king, Wickr Nega, has broken free. Humans fled
underground as the Demons industrialized and customized all of the human civilizations. Huge walls were erected
around the demonic cities, keeping less tame demons from interfering with the culture of the beasts. Wickr was able to
watch and laugh as he watched the humans flee. He would let himself be bargained with, knowing perfectly well what a trial
it would be to get to the castle.
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Wickr looked through the large window above the door to his throne room. He smiled at the chaos his demonic subjects may have been inflicting, as he awaited something interesting to happen. The initial takeover was excellent, but eventually, he grew bored. Human casualties no longer got a chuckle out of him. He simply observed, waiting for the day a formidable resistance would appear. He also had his eyes on the moon, but he figured it'd be best to wait until humans were entirely out of the picture. So he sat, simply waiting for a time when things would give interest again. A dark wind blew over the land outside of the castled areas. The air was toxic, being converted from Oxygen to a substance nicknamed Demoxygen. The grass and nature had turned teal, any flowers becoming crimson buds. The skies in general were dark, with only soft bits of a sort of antimatter decorating it - that, and the stars. Less tame demons frolicked out in these fields, drinking the disastrously toxic water but not being affected. Emperor Wickr Nega instructed his Construction Demons to build the walls to keep humans and the overly destructive out.Once, it was a Human's world. A thriving metropolis of wood, stone, and metal. Mankind was in control, and it seemed
nothing could change that. That is, until the Demons arrived. The land of Demons had been sealed many years before by the
ancient sages, but that seal has aged and withered, and finally their king, Wickr Nega, has broken free. Humans fled
underground as the Demons industrialized and customized all of the human civilizations. Huge walls were erected
around the demonic cities, keeping less tame demons from interfering with the culture of the beasts. Wickr was able to
watch and laugh as he watched the humans flee. He would let himself be bargained with, knowing perfectly well what a trial
it would be to get to the castle.
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