As one of the Five Pillar Demons of Hell, Seymour is greedy, sharp-tongued, arrogant, and vindictive. He is the moral standard by which demons are judged, and also incredibly powerful, making him someone no one dares to cross.
"Better to walk through a pool of holy water than to provoke even one of Seymour's dogs" is printed in bold on the pages of the *Hell Survival Handbook*.
Yet even so, Seymour has a sworn enemy who will never stop fighting him.
They are incompatible in nature, personality, and opinions. They even have different tastes in souls. The two have battled for centuries, either fighting or on their way to fight.
One day, Seymour fought a fierce battle with his enemy, and half his palace was destroyed. In a fit of rage, Seymour... switched to his human-world alt account.
He has a partner in the human world, gentle, virtuous, and understanding, always able to calm him down when he is at his most irritable. Seymour has even started considering offering his partner the throne of Demon Queen.
Seymour reached out and opened the door. "I'm home."
But he saw his partner turn around in a panic, apron tied with the buttons out of order, drenched in sweat and panting like he'd just run eighteen miles through the mountains.
Seymour frowned. "Where did you go?"
His partner wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Nowhere. I've been home the whole time."
Seymour: ...
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Demons lead people astray and devour their souls. At last, one day, an ancient incantation worked, and a demon fell into human hands.
Humans set up an altar and summoned the demon's sworn enemy, hoping to make the two demons fight each other.
When Iros was summoned, he saw his partner lying weakly on the magic circle, blood all over the ground, the sight searing his eyes.
The brutal demon revealed his true form. Iros's eyes were bloodshot with fury.
"Humans, how dare you hurt my partner! You will pay in blood!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the weakened figure in the magic circle instantly sprang back to full strength, tore through the circle with one hand, and unleashed an attack powerful enough to destroy the world.
Seymour roared, "Screw you! I knew it was you, you bastard!"
Iros's grief-stricken expression froze on his face. "Darling, let me explain..."
"Explain my ass. Die!"
Theme: Be true to yourself.
