[color=004b80][center][h1] Kyle Hishamie [/h1][/center][/color]
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All of Kyle's life he has been labeled. When he was nothing more than a child, he was labeled a loser without people so much as speaking a single word to him. This did not dampen his spirits at the time, but it did confuse him. How could people be like that, his child mind wondered. When he was a preteen/young teenager he was labeled punk. Someone who smoked, did drugs, partied, and used women. At first he was none of those things. Hell until 14 he was a vergin. Part of it was how he dressed, but that wasnt his fault he could not afford really nice clothes so he wore a lot of hand me downs. He like have long hair and wearing his beanie. He did not mean to look like any one thing, but after time passed he realized rolling with the punches made the punches land softer. Now he was a young adult, but nothing has changed. 

Right now it appeared the same thing was happening. A random man, AGAIN WHAT THE FUCK, has appeared before him and labeled him. Well this time it was actally something interesting so Kyle knew he could not be that mad. Kyle looked the stranger up and down, and determined that he was nothing to get worked up about. He knew that he had a few options here. He could go with what the first new guy was saying, and call the second new guy out. He should be polite, he knew this and if he was maybe Blanc and Vesta would approve and not hate him as much. I mean Vesta said she didnt but.....she still gave him that look that everyone else in his life did. Those people who judged him before he even spoke. Maybe thats why he likes to joke and mess around. It was because since people already were judging him, who would not care what other people thought. This saddened him slightly, because this was a new world and Vesta was....slightly cute. So was Blanc, but she was flippin out about something called Appa's. Maybe there are similiar to apples? 

Kyle could also play his usual card, and joke about this or go along with it. If he joked about it, it would not make him any friends but he would laugh and feel good about. If he went along with it then he had a chance to see how this come back after death thing works. Although.....after he returned alive he had not felt right entirely. Barely enough to notice and to someone who isnt as in touch with their emotions they probably would not have noticed. But he felt....slightly unsettled. He could not explain it. Kyle made his decision.

Kyle sighed, then put on his best evil face. He pretended to hide his face with his arm, Dracula style. 

[color=004b80]"So you have found me, brave warrior? Yessss....yessss.....clearly you are someone that is worthy of facing me THE ALMIGHTY DEMON KING MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA.:[/color]

Kyle laughed evily, and started to walk around the new guy in a circle.

[color=004b80]"Tell me though, how do you believe you will kill us all? My beautiful General,"[/color]He pointed at Vesta[color=004b80],"Has the strength of 1000 men and is more than your superior."[/color]

Kyle then motioned towards Blanc. [color=004b80]"Blanc here, she is my mightiest caster of black magic. She commands magic than any witch, and could blast you to smitherians."[/color]

Kyle walked over next to the new first new guy.

[color=004b80]"This here.....well ok you might be able to beat him. I actually dont know him. Just kinda....showed up wanting to join my demon army. But he said to prove himself he was willing to kill someone."[/color]

Kyle stepped forward in front of the second new guy.

[color=004b80]"So what do I say? You ask what I say? Foolish human...I say come meet your doom!"[/color]

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