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Chapter 3 by Ultimatedaywriter Ultimatedaywriter

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Demon World CH1: A Friendly Farmer

My first glimpse of the demon world was of a purple sky with an atmosphere so thick the sun if there was one, didn’t shine through. It was only bright enough to faintly see the strange glowing plants on the ground. All around them, small insects buzzed only to be snatched up into green maws with long sticky tongues. Tiny green vines peaked out from the fields of predatory plants, moving about either as lures or by the tiny black bulbs at the end eyes. I took a step and threw myself to the side as a swarm of blue-green hornets attacked.

Fury took over, and I smashed one despite its sting. Even as they stung me over and over, I clapped and smashed like a dizzy giant. Finally, I killed the nest I had only tapped before with a final stomp. I was already attacked after less than a minute in the demon world. I sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly.

“What the hell?” I asked.

Biting and stinging insects exist on many different worlds and take numerous forms. Are you allergic to bees?” Message asked.

“No, but that really pissed me off,” I said.

I will remember that when I issue your challenge.” Message said.

I heard a snort and turned around to see an anthropomorphic jackass wearing a pair of loose overalls. He wore some iron rings in his ears, a knife on his belt, and walked like he owned the place. The demon’s lips curled up, revealing blocky teeth as he sniffed the air.

The sight was so surreal I had to raise my phone and take a picture. I managed to catch the farmer mid licking his teeth. Slowly my SP (Stylish Points) climbed, and commenters slowly piled into my forum. They had nothing good to say.

You have 10SP; in exchange for those points, I can unlock the translation function for this demon world.” Message said.

“Do it,” I said.

“Son, I don’t know what you think you’re doing on my farm, but you aren’t alright. Why don’t you come to my house and rest a spell and let my daughter pluck those stingers out of ya? The name is Alroth. I own the pod farm here.” Alroth said.

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