Syra stretches as she awakens. Looking at her surroundings. she lived in the slums beneath the slums but it wasn't so bad anymore. Ever since the demons came into power she has been able to live without fearing being killed in her sleep. While they left them alone for the most part...she could tell their presence alone made even the bad people nervous enough to keep a straight face. She yawns and gets dressed for the day. Walking out into the morning sunlight. Looking at her surroundings. She wonders what it would be like to be like some of the demons to be able to fly through the morning light. She shakes her head. She shouldn't be thinking such thoughts. She heads to the dojo she works at.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Jace is training in the middle of a corn field. His sight had been gone since the day he'd been born. So he'd learned to make his other senses heightened. He no longer needed the gift of sight. The gift he'd been born without. He frowns a bit and stops his training. He could feel the morning sun rising highter into the sky. And he runs from the corn field and into town. He underwent vigorous training and extreme conditioning. Yet when it got later in the day he went into town for pizza. And that is where he was heading to...the pizza parlor.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">GOBLINS START</span><br/><br/>The demon prince Satanachia, who soared overhead on the borrowed wings of an angel, was different from the other demons down there. For one, while they had chosen to live on Earth, he was quite comfortable in his home in Hell. Two, they inhabited this plane with their bodies intact, whereas he was Djinni, a symbiont. And three, which was the most important, he was the only demon to currently inhabit an angelic body, which he very much enjoyed. Except when the archangel would make a fuss. That sometimes gave him a headache.<br/><br/>The sun was warm on his feathers, and he climbed with it, spiraling about buildings carelessly on narrow black wings. It was a kind of warmth and light one didn't get down there. What would he do today? Things were strange since he'd adopted some of humanity's habits. Like shopping and dining on something other than weaker demons and the occasional human. He'd discovered he liked video games and swimming in water too. Gabriel didn't, but oh well.</span>