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You gave them a choice.

What am I supposed to do, not give them one? Kind of defeats the purpose of trying to prove that I'm not a demon, if you ask me.

Well, it seems the two are mutually exclusive.

You'd be surprised how easily people associate you with being a demon if they see anything unusual about you here. Especially since half of their own people tried to take over the world by using the same "demons" to wreak havoc on the city.

Acceptance by force, or not at all.

I guess I'm doomed to not be ever "accepted," then, by your standards.

I'd rather be an outcast then make people hate me. Including the ones I love. I couldn't do that to them, no matter how much I want to fit in.

What does it do?

A bunch of things. It's like an extension of my right arm. Snatching enemies, throwing them into the ground, allowing me to snatch things called "Grim Grips," which let me travel via the air to higher levels, and it can absorb certain weapons and demonic objects, which make it stronger or allow me to do some pretty nifty stuff.

I mainly use it to grab demons and hoist them into the air, then do a bunch of moves that end up tearing them apart. It's a good way to vent my frustration.

Is it the powers they dislike or something else...?

People in Fortuna are just generally scared of anything demonic. I mean, you really can't blame them. The city has always been under attack by them from time to time, and then the Order of the Sword went and backstabbed it's own people recently and tried to unleash Hell on earth.

Yeah. Not a fun time for me. Especially since people found out about my arm and the demonic powers associated with it. I even discovered some that I didn't even know I had.

So they basically overall are afraid of anything involving demons, despite me being their local demon hunter, and one of the few hopes the city has right now, since we're rebuilding after the huge mess caused by the Order.

They'd be afraid of anyone with weapons. It's normal.

Normal or not, it's annoying as hell. You'd think people be grateful to you for saving their asses.

But when they see what you have, forget it. I should be used to it by now, but I'm not. Not sure why. It's been over half a year.

At least I have one person who's not afraid of it or me. So i guess I should have something to be thankful for.

They can be thankful and still afraid.

And here there are plenty of people who wouldn't be afraid.

I guess so. Never thought of it that way.

Really? I take it your place is more welcoming to people like myself?

'My place' being...?

Oh wait, read that wrong. Jeez. I think I'm tiring myself out too much by trying to read in between the lines. Or something like that.

*mutters something about not getting enough sleep*

Oh. What did you mean?

The way it was written, I thought you were talking about living in a place where there were people much like myself, since I was talking about Fortuna.

I need to hit the sack. My job's taking out more of me than I thought.