This is going to be a fluffy sort of fic but it will have its fair share of conflict and what not.

UPDATE: CURRENTLY REWRITING

CHAPTER 1 – Ghirahim POV

Gentle. The word describes the breeze so well. The breeze brushes the tall grass, pulling it only to release it. The scenery is truly a sight. On one side of the Faron Woods is home to a large meadow. The temperate forest was a truly a thing to behold during the spring. The trees are dark, and they stand tall and proud carrying all sorts of fruit. Flowers sprout in patches and color the forest nicely along with the birds. Weeds and grass tangle each other in the fertile soil, looking as if they are fighting for the ground. Large mushrooms litter the area. A fresh scent carrying fragrances of the dry grass and sweet flowers lingered. It is a shame I cannot stay and enjoy the environment.

About an hour or so ago, I was speaking with one of the council members and there was a robbing of a supposed significant book that was ancient, yet illegible. Apparently it fell from the sky, which would explain why it was so tattered, or perhaps time caught up with it. Being a Demon Lord and such I took it upon myself to visit the site, the town was quite close to the council house after all. Master is currently running errands in the southern regions so I have to put up with these sorts of things. The witnesses had described the thief as a hooded demon with large black horns. Such demon was caught shortly afterwards and is being taken or interrogation to discover the motive and such. Once I was about to take my leave, one of my servants ran up to me, panting. Weariness and exhaustion was easily seen and I was quite surprised with the display while his red hair stuck on his pale blue skin.

"M-my liege! Sir! Ah! A human… Detected! In…. Faron Woods! A human was detected in Faron Woods! His presence was just detected!" he panted.

"A human! Was it killed? Did you capture it?!" I answered back immeadiately.

"N-no, m'lord… a thousand pardons," He mumbled.

"Useless! I'll do it myself!" I shouted angrily. I summoned my thin onyx blade and slammed the hilt of the sword on his face, making him howl with pain and cover his face.

"Which way did the human go!?" I snapped. He pointed southeast, still covering his face. I quickly teleported toward the direction.

'A human! A human! On the surface!? How can this be!?' I thought, my mind racing. Humans were thought just to be a mythological beings; much like nymphs or dragons. However descriptions of humans were vague. They were described as demon-like in appearance, however, with no horns or tails and such. Humans were also thought to be in different shades of tan. In addition, they are just as intelligent, but can still be overpowered by a demon.

This was all racing in my mind as I reappeared beside the woods. I cleared my head of thoughts to focus on sensing the human's aura. Just a bit up north… I dashed toward the direction. This event was so significant because other demons often kill anything they feel is valuable or scarce. Master would certainly be pleased with the discovery if I displayed it to him. He would certainly reward me! The thought made me sprint even faster.

I suddenly stopped. There was soft music in the air… a harp by the sound of it. Could the human be playing a harp? The source of the aura was only but a few meters away. The human was just a few meters away. I scanned the area with no luck. I teleported onto a tree branch to get a better view, crouching down in order to not be sighted so easily. The tree leaves were a thick crimson so my cape would help camouflage myself. I spotted movement in the corner of me eye. I clutched my sword tighter. My head snapped towards the direction. And there sitting on the grass, strumming a golden lyre, eyes closed, was a beauty.