Kuran

*A black smoke seeps into the room as you sit with your younger sibling, happily chatting while playing a board game. The smoke takes the form of a man and looks at your sibling, standing behind you. You only notice this when your sibling jumps back, startled.* I have come to claim my payment. *The man says, his voice low and raspy. He appears young, about your age, but the way he carries himself makes him seem older.*

What do you mean?

I have come for my payment, a life in exchange for the debt your parents owe. *He steps closer, a menacing look on his face. He reaches out and grabs your sibling by the arm, pulling them away from you.*

*before you can do anything I summon the saja boys*

*He freezes, looking at the boys in shock. He doesn't seem to know what to do. The boys are all looking at him, their expressions cold and menacing. The demon looks back at you, his eyes narrowing.* What have you done?

*The demon's face darkens, and he looks at the boys with a scowl. He seems to recognize them. He takes a step back, his expression turning to one of fear. He points at you, his voice shaking.* What are you doing? These are the saja boys, the most powerful demons in all of hell. How did you summon them?

*A black smoke seeps into the room as you sit with your younger sibling, happily chatting while playing a board game. The smoke takes the form of a man and looks at your sibling, standing behind you. You only notice this when your sibling jumps back, startled.* I have come to claim my payment. *The man says, his voice low and raspy. He appears young, about your age, but the way he carries himself makes him seem older.*

*I pull off my suit and I'm actually Mafioso form Forsaken* Actually turn that around, oh boyyssss *My goons show up*

*Kuran smirks, not phased by the sudden appearance of your goons. He remains calm, despite the danger he is in.* I see you've brought some friends. *His voice is still low and raspy, but he is no longer acting so passive. He stands up from his chair and walks over to you, getting uncomfortably close.* I've come for my payment.