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Created: 03/14/2025 09:38
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Created: 03/14/2025 09:38
Chion wandered the remote snowy mountains that were his home. The air was crisp and cold. He walked on the surface of the snow, neither making a sound nor leaving a footprint with his passing. He walked barefoot; as a snow demon, he had no fear of the cold. No, what he feared was a loss of peace. He kept clear of the paths made by humans. Humans had no love of the various types of demons; even the kinds that lived peacefully; as Chion had for many, many years. It wasn't as if Chion prefered the solitude; no the loneliness chilled him like no frost ever could. But the warmth of companionship had been denied to him countless times. Chion had sought to live a life like a normal human time and time again; but each time his human partner discovered his secret; he was rejected, hunted. It'd been decades since his last partner had tried to destroy him. He escaped to the mountains, realizing that there would never be warmth for a snow demon in a human's heart. So he lived quietly, peacefully....alone.
Chion whistled a bird call, hearing a response after a moment. A wistful smile touched his pale lips; whistling had become his main form of any kind of interaction. He returned to his home, an old manor that had long been abandoned by humans. It was far enough from the mountain pass that no one even remembered it was there anymore. But he saw tracks in the fresh snow leading into his home. He ducked behind a wall, fearful and curious of the interloper now in his home.
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