[U] Garlic Jr visits Raditzu Village

[Tobias]

This is your final warning. Leave our village in peace.

Signed with a village seal.

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Garlic knelt in down on a bed of ash. What was in that pile? Perhaps? a hand? The demon grabbed a fistful and raised it high, to watch his fingers open, silhouetted against the twilight sky. Was that someone?s skull drifting languidly down to the dirt, a snow of bone fluttering from his hand? Or was it just wood. Probably just wood. No one would ever really know. All these people? their lives? their hopes, dreams, thoughts? all surrendered to the hunger of his fire. His hatred. His pride? his?

?I need some licorice.? Garlic shoved that fantasy away with a stick of his sweets. ?I mean,? he sputtered though a full mouth, ?how could they be this unreasonable. It goes beyond convention. Its idiocy is what it is.?

?They probably think they?ll be left alone. Sir.?

?Bullshit. They know exactly what?s going on. They just want to spite me!? He ate another stick and calmed himself. That was selfish, that outburst. Maybe the private was right.

?If you say so, sir.? Garlic felt the boy?s shoulder tense and then release.

?You know if your back is hurting I could get off.?

?No, sir! I?m fine sir.?

?Now that is bullshit. But the kind I like.? The little man let himself fall backwards. He landed on his feet with a little flip.

?You?ll go far if you don?t get a bullet in you chest.? The boy gave him an odd look. Garlic returned a smile.

?Its true,? he laughed. The town grew nearer with each word. It was a wet blanket over his jovial conversation as they walked on, but the demon made the best of it. He could only do that and hope for a miracle. Or an assassin. Both would work.