So Chibi (Millie_Astral) is a life saver and I'm so glad that she's my friend. She made this beautiful drawing of Dumon's demon seal.

It's been a month since Nash took the throne and I kinda feel bad for the boy. He has all these suitors but not one of them really care for him, they're all gold diggers seeking the wealth of his kingdom. It almost makes me want to laugh, but behind closed doors where the public can't see Nash loses his temper a bit at the guards and some other people for being unable to find his father's killer. I can't help but laugh at how short tempered Nash is, but then again, that's to be expected of a child. I continue to watch him yell at the guards from the shadows, saying how incompetence they are.

"We're sorry sir, we'll try and find any leads that we can." One of guard says.

Nash just waves his hand dismissing them, they give up and leave Nash's office. Nash just sits there fuming in anger at how incompetent they are, this is when I smell the sweetest sent I've ever smelled.

"Oh it appears I've stumble upon a rear delectable soul, you definitely don't find them to often." I say to myself with a small giggle.

I relish in the sweet intoxicating smell of Nash's soul, I would enjoy tearing it apart if I could get my hands on it. And the only way to do that is to make a contract with him. I come out of the shadows with a giggle.

"My my, is young king having trouble on finding out who killed his daddy?" I say mockingly.

Nash jumps and turns his head to see me, my blood red eyes meet his mismatch blue and red ones. We stay staring at each other for a few moments before Nash brakes the silence.

"Who are you and what do you want?"

"My name is Dumon, Dumon Seraph." I say with a bow to show respect, I don't actually have a last name as a demon so I just kept my mortal name. "And I am a demon, I couldn't help but overhear your little problem."

"What help could you possibly give me if my guards can't even find any leads?" Nash asks a bit unnerved.

"I saw the person who killed your father, they ran off into the scared and confused crowd just as the guards were coming to see what all of fuss was about." I say hoping to peek his interest and curiosity.

"Were you involved with my father's death?" Nash asks me in an accusing tone.

"No, I was simply wondering about observing the people of the kingdon when I heard a commotion and went to investigate it." I speak the truth, why would I lie about something I didn't do?

"Where is the killer hiding?" Nash demands.

"I may or may not know this information, the only way to find out is to make a contract with me."

"And what does this contract entail?" Nash asks curiously.

"My contract is simple, you may use me however you see fit to find your father's killer and I get your soul in exchange for helping you find whoever did this."

Nash falls silent, thinking my proposal over. I get back to my feet and study his facial expressions, that sweet intoxicating smell that is his soul is calling me. Begging for me to rip it out of his body, so I try to tempt Nash into making a contract with me.

"This maybe your one and only shot to find your father's killer, as you can see your guards are clearly incompetent and can't find any leads as to who may have done this." I say in a tempting voice.

My words make Nash fall deeper into thought and I circle around him like a shark would it pray.

"Are you going to let this killer walk free, or are you going to make them pay for what they have done to you? They took your parents away from you.~" I whisper into his ear, laying my hands gently on his shoulders.

Nash appears to hesitate, seeming to be thinking over the negative outcomes to my contract.

"If you take my soul does that mean I go to the other side?"

"I will be honest with you my dear boy. No, you will not go to the other side. Once you make a contract with me you'll be forever closed off to the lands of paradise. Your soul will belong to me, doomed to wonder the depths of hell. But unlike your incompetent guards, I will get you results. I'll find the person that murdered your father, and I will be bound to the contract to do whatever you say until the killer is found." I say in a sweet tone, though I don't think this will persuade Nash into making a contract with me.

He takes another moment to think things over, I quietly watch him. With a sigh he agrees.

"Very well, I shall make a contract with you. I don't care how long it will take to find the person responsible for this, all I want to see is them hung for their crime." Nash says with a bit of anger.

I'm surprised but happy to see that he's agreed to the terms.

"Now for the seal that bounds us to the contract." I say as I pull my right hand up and lay it over Nash's right blue eye.

He whines in pain as the seal goes into his eye, a bit of blood spills out and onto my hand but that doesn't bother me. I take my hand away from his eye when the seal is in place, Nash stumbles a bit from the pain. He's holding his face keeping his right eye hidden as a bit of blood slides down his face.

"I'm at your command master." I say bowing my head to him with a simple but sly smile.

The pain in Nash's eye fades and he drops his hand to the side, the light blue shinning seal can be seen in his eye now. Poof of our contract.