Denji, Devil of War
"This is a contract, a promise! I'll help you so you help me! I don't want to die alone..."
The blood flowed down into the creatures open maw.
When Denji had awoken the next day, the bird was no where to be seen, instead he saw himself with a scarred face
"Greetings knave human, for your assistance I will permit you to live. You stand before the War Devil."
"Y-you aren't what I helped yesterday."
"Don't be a fool child, you made a contract to not be alone, thus I have taken habitation within your brain."
"So it wasn't a dream! You'll be my friend then!" the child shouts in glee.
"Denji allow me control of your body, lest we both die."
There was no sense of hesitation or worry in his voice, it was commanding and calm, it was not a question but an order.
Denji allowed Yoru to take over.
"You have made a mistake Zombie Devil, while my boss has entered a contract with you he is still my boss."
"What are you talking ab-"
"ZOMBIE YAKUZA BOSS SWORD"
The Zombie Devil had lured in yet another victim to turn when everything went to shit. He was just meant to be some brat that the Yakuza used to get money from low tier devil hunting, he wasn't supposed to actually be powerful!
He had watched the boys demeanour change and touch one of his zombies, pulling a sword out of its body which he then used to slaughter the rest.
"St-STAY AWAY FROM ME BRAT."
"You fool, you do not stand before Denji, but I, Yoru, The War Devil."
"No... that can't be right! YOU'RE MEANT TO BE IN HELL!"
"I left."
"Stop touching your eye Denji"
"So I have like... a zombie eye now?" Denji questioned as he still touched and prodded at his new eye
"Its an eye from the Zombie Devil, not a zombie eye. The Zombie Devil was my kill, therefore I used its body to make replacements for what you have once lost." Yoru informed him. "Now stop touching it lest it goes off"
"Goes off?"
"Come now Denji, you know I can make whatevers mine into a weapon, your new eye is merely an explosive acting as an eye."
"Did you kill the devil?" a third voice came out from behind them.
They turned to see a woman of divine beauty, unflawed skin and silky red hair that complimented her.
Yoru's brows furrowed as he stared at her, she seemed familiar but he could not place it as to where for some reason. Something was making his mind clouded... his... mind... his human mind.
"Denji, do not trust her."
"Will you be my dog?"
"DENJI SAY NO"
"YES!"
"Damn it you fool!"