Two Demons and a Cutie

[fanoperator]

The strangest news Huaisang has received all year, perhaps all decade, is that there are two kings from the demon realm in Qinghe. His province of Qinghe is a wealthy place, with a thriving capital city, and as the kings are directed toward the fortress residence of the Sect Leader, they'll find it to be a seat of immense power, built upon and as part of a mountainside.

Immortals are rare enough that some people don't believe in them, and gods and demons are even more legendary. So Huaisang has no idea at all what to expect when they're brought before him in his throne room.

He doesn't feel like an imposing sect leader, not half the man his brother had been, but he still rises and comes forward to greet his guests, looking between the two of them in awed confusion at their gleaming horns and bizarre attire. "My lords. Um. Welcome? I am Sect Leader Nie Huaisang of Qinghe."

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[bruxing]

Tripping to Earth isn't exactly...Common, for devil kings. It shouldn't be for devils in general, but it's not as though that's ever stopped nobility from slipping between realms and causing a little havoc, as a treat. But even...Even the kings get bored from time to time, and need to go somewhere they're unrecognisable. A little talisman trickery from one Zepar to transport them and keep them from exploding the locals with pressure, and it's Mammon and Satan's turn to head to Earth for a vacation.

...Except they end up ushered to the sect leader due to...Both being so unabashedly themselves, alien on every single count. Not that Satan minds; it's a damn good way to learn how the locals live, make it clear that they're not threats unless pushed. Even if the throne room is...Colder than he'd like. Sombre, beautiful, distinctly unlike his own Gehenna with her warm tones and cobblestone streets. (Unlike Mammon's Tartaros too, but this ain't about him right now.)

Anyway, all those thoughts? Leave Satan's head in an instant once they're actually facing this sect leader. Immediately he straightens up a little, grinning all teeth and jamming his hands in his pockets. Almost like a sheepish schoolboy or something.

"Lords, huh? You really know what you're about, right off the bat. I like that, kahaha! I'm Satan--"

He almost says more, but...Cuts himself off, giving Mammon a sidelong look. Best to see what the standard is for diplomacy before he goes and risks it all for a pretty face.