KG: No, no. Don't you dare say it. I wanna do it and I will fuckin' do it alright. I will write this and I will enjoy it dammit. I will work on merging destinies next.

KG: Also, this is incest. However, not in the way that you will most likely believe. If you read you'll understand. Now then our Demon King will fight all types of people, even those of his own class. Yes, there are people of his level. Why the hell wouldn't there be?

KG: As I said before, INCEST! Don't like it then you may leave at your leisure.

Music of the Week: Part of the Pack by Adrian Von Ziegler.

Quote: "Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you'd have preferred to talk." by Doug Larson.

When people think of demons, they usually imagine beasts. They imagine bloodthirsty, unruly, no common sense, monsters or individuals who love nothing more than to destroy, kill, or create chaos for human beings. They have nothing to live for except for themselves and they wish to bring about the destruction of human kind. Stories, tales, and fables have all be spread about demons as a force of nature that could never be controlled or could never learn to love, cherish, or feel sympathy to anything other than itself. It was below human, below the gods, and below anyone's time to understand even the simplest of its feelings. A demon didn't deserve to eat, sleep or dream. Hell, it didn't even deserve to live. Parents tell their kids scary stories about so and so monster hiding in the proverbial or literal closet that would come out and eat them if they didn't behave or were unruly. No one understood such words. No one would think that kids would pass it on.

Throughout time, tales of demons passed from generation to generation, some being worshipped and praised and others being feared and loathed. It was just that simple. There was no neutrality in the sides. You either loved demons or you hated them and it was a shame, but not unexpected turn of events that most of humanity came to hate demons. However, little did humans know, nay comprehend the structure and society of demons. Demons held morals, they held lives, they held education, higher learning, skills that humans had never before experienced. Unlike humans, who had numerous leaders, factions, and wars over pathetic things, demons had done things honorably. They lived by a code and they only had one ruler. The ruler of their realm was the most powerful demon. He was the ruler of Makai and everyone knew that he hated the misjudgments made about his species. He was strict, but fair. He was responsible, yet could calm and collected. His word was final, but he was open to various opinions. Many wise and great demons looked up to him and others held fear for him and respect for him. For weak demons, he was a protector, for others he was a symbol of utmost respect.

The Ruler of Makai, legends say that with the help of Kami, he shaped the earth to what it was and Kami allowed the demons free reign over the landscape with the Ruler of Makai as its leader. That was, until Kami decided to go behind their back and create another creature, come to being known as homo sapiens( Human beings). Given the same form and structure as the angelic beings, and the demonic entities, Kami told the Ruler of Makai that he knew what he was doing when he created humans and wished for the ruler to understand. In response, the ruler just walked away telling Kami that he would be fair, but that his little project better not cross the line for his own species, which Kami had indeed promised.

Most of that didn't work out so well. Over the millennia of his life, the Ruler of Makai had seen that humans were prideful, fearful, and overall arrogant. Granted yes, some demons were the same and the ruler had to put his foot down against these people, but with humans it was like every little thing was an excuse to breed more and more hatred with one another. Well, the ruler didn't really care. So long as they didn't cross his lines then he would be fine with whatever they did. Sad to say, but that wasn't something to last.

The Ruler heard how humans targeted his people for sport or for slavery. He heard how some of his species had been violated, tortured and killed because humans didn't know how to react to when demons used their powers or their forms. This enraged the Ruler of Makai, to hear his people cry to him for some kind of retribution, but as he reminded himself, he was fair. He could understand the fear of something that one didn't understand and addressed this to the new Kami. She told him that she would correct this quickly which the Ruler just took that word.

Now for the ruler, that was one promise not keep too many. He heard from fathers of daughters being kidnapped or violated, sons, wives being missing, fathers not returning or being hung in the air by their necks from his authority that they endure and hope that the humans would stop this and see what they were doing to their race. No, that was enough. When he scanned a female monster's memories and uncovered what he saw, his rage flared. With his power, he clasped his hands together to create the guardian of Makai and the demons. He created a being of nigh power restraint, it's long ten tails, it's single red tomoe eyes and its height as tall as anything the Ruler of Makai imagined. He dubbed this creature as the Juubi. He gave the Juubi its orders. So the Ten Tails went forth and sought retribution under its master's orders. Razing villages, towns and people to the ground in a sea of either fire, water, earth, or wind. One swipe of its tails could destroy anything and everything. Its power could literally shake the landscape itself, making it quake for miles. The demons rejoiced in the suffering of the humans as well as the fear in their eyes.

Seeing that the Juubi had its effect, the ruler of Makai stopped his creation and let it sprout into a tree, signifying to all that its rampage would not bring forth anymore violence should his race be treated with the respect that it deserved. That tree's name was Shinju, and it would stay as the protector of the demon race. Humans stayed away from that tree and no one bothered the demon race again, in fact they started wars with themselves and that was all the Ruler of Makai wanted.

However, let it be known that the Ruler of Makai had underestimated the foolishness of humans. One female human, by the name of Kaguya Otsutsuki, actually had the gall to take fruit meant for demons to eat, and eat it herself. Because this woman was a human then she was given a watered down version of the real thing. You see, demons had a power in their bodies known as Youki. All demons have it as their bodies are naturally equipped to handle such a strain, but for humans it was fatal. . .in large doses. The ruler saw that this woman's body, through much pain, actually broke down the youki in the Shinju and converted it into an energy that humans could use. She had called this power, Chakra.

The ruler was angry, actually it was better to say that he was pissed. That power was for the betterment of demonic children who had to control their powers so that they could function in society. It. Was. NOT. MEANT. FOR. HUMANS! The ruler unleashed the Juubi upon the world for the acts of this one woman so he could reclaim what his race had lost, their self-respect. No demon argued with him as many were hostile to when they had learned of the humans and their transgression. It was a literal war between the Shinju and the humans and that is where the tale begins.

"Maou-sama, we have a problem that warrants your attention. It has to deal with him," came the voice of one of the Ruler of Makai's attendants. This man was a trusted friend, companion, and advisor to the Great Demon King. To the untrained eye, he was simply middle-aged man with long flowing red hair. At the bottom of his face was a goatee stash of red hair. He had blue eyes, the same as the Great Demon King's and his stance held that of a very high-class type of demon. His name was to be kept hidden as demons were very, very, very careful about their names. Names held power and demons abided by power every chance that they got, once a demon released its name to someone close then that someone had some measure of power over the demon in question and demons hated submitting themselves. So, last names were customary except by close friends. "What is it now, Gremory-san?" the King of Demons, or Monsters, asked and the man gave a small bow of his head flashing that charismatic smile of his that the Demon King had come to find pleasant.

However it slowly went south and turned into a frown as the high-class demon raised his eyes. "The Shinju has come under assault my liege. It seems that the humans are finally revolting against your power. They sought out the Sage again," he said and the Demon King sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"That brat really doesn't know his place does he? Fine. I'll get him to leave again," The Demon King said before standing to his feet. Upon inspection, the man was tall. His arms and legs lean and fit, made that way from millennia of training. He wore black pants, clothing fashioned from the skin of dragons. His shirt covered his chest and his arms were caught by arm bands. His drew a sigh from his mouth as he blinked. His eyes were fire, red and the pupils as demon slits. Around his shoulders was a long, dark cloak. Nothing seemed special about it other than the fact that the Demon King liked it. His servants had it fashioned for him as it took the Jorōgumo clan, an entire clan of half-male and half-female spider youkai, five members to help sew it all together. When he got it, the Demon King wore it with pride. He wore open-toed sandals as he walked on the soft, fire red carpet of his office. The thing that completed his look was his bright as the yellow sun hair and his kitsune defining whisker marks. The edges of his hair went down to form bangs at the sides of his face as he walked with the dignity and air of a king, which he was.

"Gremory-san, is Kaa-chan busy?" he asked heading for the door while Gremory followed after him. Both went out the door and through the corridors which were filled to the brim with statues of various demons and the like. They walked out of the outer hall and into the inner hall which was a little small, but a lot more appealing as they marveled as the shine of red drapes and curtains that were apparent around the sea stone pillars.

"Not that I know of sir. I do believe that she still wishes to spend time with you in, ahem, other activities," he said while the blond sighed and shook his head. He couldn't help the chuckle that escaped his lips while his brushed a hand through his hair.

"Is that right? Well I think I'll take her up on that when I get back," the Demon King said with a small smile while the man, whose last name was Gremory, gave a short smirk. He then let it out easily prompting his lord to turn back to him with a confused expression on his face. Seeing that he was caught, the high-class devil slowly stopped and shook his head.

"Forgive me Maou-sama, but I just find it funny. Even in Makai, you do not see such an. . .open relationship between mother and son. That is all. Though your mother has spoken with you on several occasions about finding a wife. You have turned down every invitation that has been presented to you, even from those that I would rather take myself, but Venelana is all I need to be happy," He said and the Demon King sighed and shook his head quickly. He raised his hands to his hair and brushed them through it making the hair fall back before snapping forward back in place.

"That again, huh? Here I thought she enjoyed the time she spent with me. Well whatever I guess. Can you get her for me and tell her to bring my Archfiend Blade," he spoke and Gremory raised an eyebrow while walking behind his lord.

"The one that Vazdah-san made for you? My Lord, I don't think it requires that much force," Gremory spoke while the Demon King chuckled to himself. They finally made it out of the inner chambers after some time while the blond stopped.

"I'd rather not take my chances. Besides the mutation known as the Rinnegan always did seem to captivate me. No idea why, maybe it's because it's some side effect of them taking Youki into their bodies. You never know. Please and thank you, Gremory-san," he said with a cheeky grin that showcased his bright smile. The red-haired man nodded and quickly disappeared without so much of a trace of his presence while the blond fell into step down the stairs, waving to the attendants, maids, servants and other demons or demonesses that populated his office building. Some of demonesses sported small blushes on their face while most licked their lips when they spotted their lord. Like Gremory-san had said, it wasn't hard to find some female who was infatuated with their Maou. He was the most powerful demon in the entire realm of Makai, so naturally he would be sought after. However with that sought after-ness, came the flirting, stalking attacks, and sometimes rape attempts. It didn't bode well for the Maou that he demons had a higher sexual frustration than humans did, which was why even he had to hold himself back. Though he could thank his mother for that.

As he walked through the streets, he noticed some kids in the streets playing around.

"Maou-sama!"They called to him. The Demon Lord looked down as they ran up to him and bowed quickly.

"And what game might you four be playing?" he asked and the four kids smirked.

"Fox fire Maou-sama! Do you wanna play?" One of them asked and the Demon Lord chuckled as he shook his head.

"Maybe some other time. I have to go now," he said to them making them pout, but they understood that their Lord had to be a busy person so they allowed him to go.

He smiled to himself as he passed people while they waved happily to their King. He simply waved back. His ears picked up on the whispers that went his way and he let a small smile grace his face before he suddenly dashed off in a blinding speed, kicking up dust. The people 'aww-ed' at the sight before he became a red blur to anyone watching him. He smirked and jumped into the air performing a backflip and landed on a rooftop. He looked up at the dark red skies surrounding Makai as well as the sound of harpies in the air.

The blond Demon Lord shook his head and landed on the ground directly in front of the gates that held his kingdom and its lands in place.

He looked back before shaking his head slightly. It seemed that he got a little excited from that little jump and leapt a ways away from the kingdom, but at least he got to where he wanted and that was easy enough for him. He gave a cheeky grin before flapping his cloak as he kept walking. However that grin didn't stay for long before he turned serious. He looked forward and frowned as spotted a large seal in the dirt at his feet. His eyes slowly turned cold before he heard his name being called.

"Sochi!" the Demon Lord's eyes lost their coldness at the calling of his name. Only one person was ever given express permission to call him that He turned his head and he noticed Gremory and his mother coming for him. He couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped his lips. He was always happy to see his mother, though given the strange relationship that they had then it was alright for the most part. None of the demon community complains and none saw anything wrong with their relationship, in fact most supported it than others. The Demon Lord's mother had dark, brunette hair. Just like him, she had three sets of whisker marks on the sides of her cheeks. The tops of her head were adorned by black fox, furry ears. She wore a dark red, custom obi-style dress that did little to hide her cleavage. A white, silk short skirt wrapped around the frame of her other places of modesty. She wore red shoes with the tip being covered in black tips. She also had golden eyes just like his hair. The Demon Lord always knew he looked more like his father than his mother and that was sometimes something that irked him, but he learned to deal with it. His mother certainly bore him no ill will over it, so he wouldn't do the same.

The last thing about his mother was the way those nine white tails of hers whipped left and right. They were so soft to the touch that he remembered and she was also very sensitive there which he had found out a little earlier. Turning around, he smiled while his mother and his friend, Gremory, dropped to the ground. "Kaa-chan," he said lovingly while she offered a wide smile.

"I have brought Ahri-sama, Maou-sama," the middle-aged man said while the Demon King slowly nodded. He walked to his mother while she held out the blade in her hands. He looked at her for a second before turning around. He couldn't stop the smile on his face before he pinched his cheek lightly.

"What's so funny, sochi?" the woman named Ahri asked while her son shook his head. He turned back around before grabbing her shoulders surprising the young-looking woman as her tails lowered slightly.

"Nothing Kaa-chan. Thank you for bringing it to me," he said and she slowly nodded before closing her eyes. She waited for a few minutes for something to happen, but nothing ever did. She then groaned and opened one eye to see her son looking at her confusingly. She then gave a playful pout while he raised an eyebrow, seemingly confused.

"What?" he asked with a blink of his eyes. Both heard snickering and turned to see the head of the Gremory clan doing his best to hold in his laughter and they could see that he was failing miserable.

"Sochi-kun, when the son is about to go away, he should leave his mother only after a 'see you later' kiss!" Ahri said grinning widely while the Demon King, for once, sweatdropped. He then sent a glare to the head of the Gremory clan as the redhead let out little snickers every now and then. He then sighed and looked back to his mother before he noticed her tails fall to the ground slowly. He then grinned and his body shivered in chuckles.

"I'm just kidding Kaa-chan. Looks like I can still get you," he said while Ahri frowned. "Not funny, sochi-kun," she said and Naruto slowly nodded before he went kissed his mother on the lips. He then wrapped his arms around her waist while her tails rose into the air. Ahri moaned slightly in her son's warm mouth before both parted quickly. Her eyes looked dreamily off into space before she returned from her shock and licked her lips.

"Mmm you'll have to hurry back. I'll be lonely if you're gone sochi," she said and Naruto frowned while strapping his Archfiend Blade to his waist.

"Go blame the Sage for this. I'd rather deal with him myself that risk anyone else. I'll be back in a few," he said and his mother nodded while he turned to his friend. "Take care of her for me while I'm gone, Gremory-san," He said and the redhead man nodded with a bow.

"As you wish Maou-sama. May you have a safe trip." He said and both watched as he stepped on the seal. A large light hovered over his form before he vanished from their view. A jolt of light went into the ski before it scattered into nothingness. Both the Gremory head and his mother, Ahri, watched him leave before sighing.

"Be safe sochi-kun," she thought to herself as she watched her son go off to do his duty as the King of Makai. Both kept looking at the sky until there was nothing left to look at anymore. Seeing this, Gremory cleared his throat and grinned.

"Shall we go back milady?" Ahri turned back to the red-haired man and couldn't stop the small smile on her face. She shrugged her shoulder and quickly turned around.

"Yes, I think we can do that. So how is Vene-chan doing?" the Demon King's mother asked while Gremory clan head sighed and slumped his shoulders letting his charismatic charm fall if ever so slightly.

"She's just been busy with raising our daughter. Our son helps, but you know how he is from time to time," he said while she laughed and held her stomach to keep from getting any pain in her sides. He soon followed suit after her as they laughed their cares away, neither knowing what was going to happen or how it would shape the world and where they lived.

-Earth realm-

The demon king dropped to the ground and slowly opened his eyes. He was standing in a simple cave and not even ten seconds that he done that had he felt an influx of power to the east of his direction. He narrowed his eyes before he busted out of the caves with unrivaled speed and shot off through the trees. His feet left marks on the tree branches indicating just how hard he was landing on said branches before he continued dashing off. "Sage, you have interfered in my affairs for the last time. You and your mother have stolen what was mine and my race from the very beginning. I let you off because I wasn't one to punish a child for what their parents did, but now you've given me a reason. A reason I'm slightly glad for. Who do you think you are? You will learn your place!" he growled deeply as he shot off, the wind rushing through his hair. He couldn't stop the scowl on his face as his blade pulsed dangerously.

It didn't take even half an hour before he arrived at the site. He took notice of a large cavern and a large point of stairs. He would walk, but the Demon King didn't have the luxury of time. So, he jumped them all and came up to a sight of big steel doors keeping the cave shut. He noticed the doors were barred shut with a powerful fūinjutsu seal and snorted. Quickly flipping through his races handsigns, he quickly slammed the door and watched it crumble to the ground in dust with a slightly annoyed look on his face. "Hmph, you truly believe such a thing could stop me? Pitiful," he said to himself. He stepped inside and just as he did, a loud roar ushered through the corridors of the large, slight damp cave. The wind picked up so fast that the Demon King's cloak flapped in it heavily almost threatening to tear off his shoulders, but Maou just looked on absolutely livid. His body tensed as he kicked up his pace with an extra spring in his step.

He dashed left and right through the various corridors of the cavern temple that he had built to house his creation before he came to a large clearing and it was there that he noticed a man standing before his creation, the Juubi. He had a long beard and short light greyish-colored shaggy hair that spiked up in the front with two distinctive parts of his hair resembling horns. He wore a white full-length cloak with a high collar, revealing his necklace with six red magatama. He held a shakūjo in his right hand as he waved it back and forth. The power that exuded from his body was enough to at least make the Demon Lord respect him, even if his mother was a thief of his people's power. "Sage!" came a roar and just from that voice everything stopped. The primordial 'god', the Juubi, suddenly looked down and became docile noticing its master, "Maou-san," came a very. . .elderly voice. The Demon Lord growled as he stepped closer.

"What the hell do you think you're doing to Juubi-chan? Don't think I forgot that you sealed her into yourself which was perhaps the stupidest thing any human has ever done!" he said while the Sage of Six Paths turned around and looked down in his interrupter's way. "I am sorry for this, but it must be stopped. I understand that you are angry and I understand that what I have is an insult to you given my mother's actions and I cannot express my sincerest regrets for it being done, but I need to stop this. This senseless destruction that you have brought upon us. You just want your people to be safe just as I wish for all harmony to come for human beings," he said while the Demon King took a step closer.

"It is not your place to apologize for the sins of your mother. That's one of the reasons why I didn't outright kill you when she birthed you. However you have crossed the line. I warned you not to get in my way. You wouldn't want your un-rightfully given power to be taken would you? Then imagine the feeling of that for my race. I don't think I have to tell you how scarred one member of the Phenex clan was when they were found out. I had to do all in my power to excuse the actions of you humans so they didn't end up upsetting the natural order put forth by myself and Kami. Don't go assuming that you have the right to dictate what happens in this world because you do not! Stand down Sage!" The Maou spoke viciously while the Sage of Six Paths stood undeterred.

"For the good of humanity, I cannot do that Maou-san. I truly hope that the day will come when demons, angels, and humans can coexist with each other. I am…sorry," he said and the Demon King's senses were instantly on high alert before he noticed the entire cavern light up in fūinjutsu seals. Acting quickly, the Demon King slammed his hands together, but he was too late as white chakra chains blasted from the walls and caught his hands. They wrapped around his wrists and then proceeded to wrap around his legs and his neck. The Demon King growled as he fell to the ground. He snarled while he looked forward.

"What is this?" the Demon King asked heatedly while the Juubi started to rage in anger. It glared down at the Sage of Six Paths before raising its hand to crush the insect where it stood.

"I truly ask that you forgive me. I don't know what will happen in the future, but humanity will no longer be under the thumb of this force of nature," he said as he turned back around. The Demon King watched the Sage's hands flare. Once hand in light chakra and the other in dark chakra. He then closed his eyes and with great speed he dodged the Juubi's strike. He then placed his hands on the monster's arm and the Maou bore his eyes to the sight of his creation being split off into nine separate beings. A tanuki, a flaming cat, a turtle-like beast, a small ape, a small dolphin-horse, a slug, a larva, a octopus-bull, and lastly a nine-tailed fox. He snarled while they quickly jumped back.

"You! What did you do to us?!" came the sound from the nine-tailed fox. They all growled towards the Sage before they rushed over to the Demon King's side. A sight that greatly confused both the Sage and the Demon Lord. "My Lord, are you alright?" the red-haired ape asked and the Demon Lord rose a eyebrow.

"How did he split them off? That wasn't something that I had seen from chakra before. Does it have to do with his. . .rinnegan? Kuso, these chains are laced with holy energy. They're sapping my youki. How was he even able to perform this?" he thought to himself before he looked up and toughed out a smile.

"Y-Yeah just fuckin' peachy," he said before he noticed the Sage standing in front of him. He growled while he noticed the Sage of Six Paths only looking at him with sympathy.

"I do not bear you any ill will, but I must stop this chaos. Please, forgive me. Maybe one day when you revive will you see what humanity has to offer to your race," he said before he slammed his staff into the ground making it quake violently.

"Hagoromo!" The Maou shouted before a flash of light appeared over his form and he vanished out of sight. There was no trace of his power anywhere. There was no trace of his influence anywhere. He was just…gone. The tailed beasts gasped as they looked at nothing. The only spot that showed this was reality was the burnt ground at their feet.

"Tou…san," They each said while the Sage closed his eyes. "Please forgive me," he said before he walked away leaving the nine tailed beasts alone. He felt bad enough and he didn't need the stick around for them. Hopefully the children would forget about vengeance and go off to start a new life away from their 'father's' influence. It wouldn't do good if they didn't do that. He just hoped that they would not hold a grudge against him if he did. However, now he had a husk of the Juubi to deal with. That and now he would work finishing his teaching to the world about chakra and its applications.

It was time to finish teaching humanity to defend itself and he could only hope that someday humans would come to understand peace that he so eagerly taught.

Meanwhile, in a pocket dimension of some sort, the Demon King frowned as he tapped his finger on his shoulder. "The fuck is all this? Where the hell am I? Damn Sage. Can never mind his own damn business, dattebayo," the Demon King said to himself before his eyebrow twitched. Stupid verbal tick, always popping up when he didn't want it, maybe that was why his mother always teased him whenever he said that.

The only thing in that pocket dimension with him was a portal that he could use to view the outside world. He sighed to himself before shaking his head slightly. Now he was stuck in here and for some unknown reason, this dimension negated his powers of youki so he wasn't going anywhere for a while.

"Kaa-chan is going to be pissed off, I know it," he said to himself. He had hoped that someone, well anyone, would reply to him, but all he got was the lonely silence. Oh this was going to be a looooong day. So, the Demon King did what he did best. He raged. For what seemed like hours, he raged at nothing but the screen in front of him. He growled for hours before he noticed that the outside world had turned to night. He then sighed and shook his head. He brought himself back to his senses and carefully rubbed the bridge of his nose.

He laid back on…nothing? Is that right? Yeah it was. He laid back on nothing as he watched the screen with a bored expression. He watched nothing happen before he just decided to fall asleep. He had hoped that those nine kids that he met were alright. The world, despite how friendly, calm or even grateful it was, was filled with bastards of every shape and color that were hostile to demons. He had seen it and he hated it when someone thought they knew more than he did even when they weren't alive nearly as long as him. It irked him to no end, but not enough that he would actually do something about it. If he needed to voice his demands, orders, or opinions on the matter then he would do that. He didn't like having to repeat himself. Well at least he could view the world so he wasn't entirely secluded. Now, he just had to find something interesting.

Oh look, a bird passed in the sky. This. . .was going to take a while.

Days, months, years, a good two or three centuries passed as the Demon Lord cracked open an eye and took a look at the world. Before the sage passed, he had turned the husk of the Juubi into what humans called the moon. The Demon King snorted before he rolled his eyes at what he was seeing. Nothing about humanity had changed. In fact, it all actually grew worse. The use of chakra quickly began to spread throughout the world and just like all things that came with power, war was easily predicted. It amassed the Maou just how trivial humans would fight over anything. Nothing was honorable about their combat when compared to how his race did things. Oh sure there was the occasional righteous person that popped up now and again to 'fight for the good of the people', but they all merely lived hollow lives and usually either ended up dying alone or having some 'happy' life off in the mountains or plains of wherever till they died then. It had all been so trivial to the Demon King. What did all this fighting equate to? Money? That was useless once you were dead. Power? Oh please.

As he continued to monitor humans, he found that they were able to use the five elements of nature, fire, water, wind, lightning and earth to bend to their will for whatever purpose. It seemed like some shoddy attempt at the Yōjutsu of the demons that his people had used, but he at least gave them points for creativity, if not anything else.

Another century passed, the humans began to create settlements with each other. Their wars never stopped still. Kingdoms fell, kings killed, queens killed, family killed family for power. People were bargained away. It really made him wonder how Kami viewed her children to become something like this.

Most people started to join together into settlements. They had been called clans and the Demon King wondered just how much like the demons did he find in common with humans. Watching for a good while, he found that humans were still stupid. They went to war for pathetic reasons and let the land bathed in blood. Some even disrespected his people by calling themselves 'Demons of so and so'. It really pissed the Maou off that his people were being so discriminated against. The demons were a proud race and sure there was the no so unusual case of rogue demon who got a little in over their heads when it came to their so-called 'rights' and 'authorities' but he felt that he had been fair. He certainly didn't want his people's names to be used in such a way.

All this time to himself, the Demon Lord actually found himself thinking about his life and his people back in Makai. He was sure that he had worried them sick beyond this point. Just the thought of all the questions was driving him up the proverbial wall. He never realized how much he had taken for granted with his time passing here. He missed his mother, his missed the head of the Gremory clan, the Phenex clan, Sitri clan, Leviathan clan, and Beelzebub clan. He also missed his good friend, Issa Shuzen. The vampire was easily an S-class youkai in his forces. He missed them all. He actually wondered how he got by on his own the ways that he did. He even had to wonder how Vazdah and them were doing, the best four of his forces and the most loyal to his decisions. He truly could have hoped for no greater than them. Not like he could have asked for greater than them.

Listen to him, reviewing his life like a dying man. It made the Demon Lord chuckle somewhat when he was bored of things to do. As luck would have it, he could still physically train in this little dimension of his. He had accumulated enough youki to at least create himself a special clone for spars. That's what he did in his spare time. Nothing more, nothing less.

Another century passed, now came the sudden rise of dominate clans such as those labeled to be Uchiha, Senju and Uzumaki. The Uchiha and Senju were descendants of the Sage of Six Paths and that made the blond all the more angry, but he tried not to hold them to it. Those people were innocent of the crimes that their forefather committed so he withheld his destruction. As he said, he would be fair. The Uzumaki, he wasn't sure of. They had powers just like the Sage in that they also wielded those sickening chains made of, what he now identified to be Yang chakra. That must have been what that light chakra was that the Sage used before. Then the other part was Yin chakra. It seemed that humans were able to have these two energies come together to create their jutsu. An interesting thing to watch, but he digressed.

The Uchiha clan was basically a royal clan, to itself. It possessed a unique skill or eye technique, otherwise known as a Dōjutsu. They called it their Sharingan or Copy Wheel Eye. As the name suggested, it allowed the Uchiha clan to copy any hand techniques or hand gestures along with helping them analyze chakra and allow them to copy an original users techniques. The blond didn't really have much of an opinion on that clan. They were just really no names except for that one who called himself Uchiha Madara. A brat of a human who excelled at basically everything until he became the clan head of the Uchiha clan. The Maou respected strength and Uchiha Madara had strength, granted there were so many things that the two disagreed on, but the man had the Demon Lord's respect. Which was not something that he gave out easily. However, one of the things he disagreed with was their method of attaining power. Killing best friends? Taking the eyes of family? It was a very…interesting way of getting power and one that didn't really disturb the Demon King as much as it did make his respect for the clan lessen. This clan was born out of the body of the first son of the Sage. However that human was best left out of the blond's sight. If he wasn't then he was sure that he would burn that person in lava where he stood for some claims. In his eyes, they were all foolish people who wanted nothing, but the best out of themselves to the point of murdering family. Too pathetic for his tastes.

Then there was Senju clan, a powerful and rival clan of the Uchiha, and also the strongest, most feared, and most respected clan from what the Demon Lord could see. He had respected them as well. The Senju came from the Sage's second son. He only knew that much he didn't care about the affairs of the Sage after he desecrated his creation by turning it into the moon. Strangely the Senju seemed to have a grasp of using the Earth's natural resources. The ability to manipulate the existing wood to be used in battle. Mokuton, as they called it was the ability to use wood and fight with it. Something the Demon Lord had seen certain sprites, and wood elves do from time to time. They made the best vegetables in Makai. Well anyway, just like Uchiha Madara, there was also the one in the Senju clan who caught his interest, Hashirama Senju. That boy would go places, the Demon Lord figured. He was an idealistic brat if not much else, but he was also a natural-born leader and had amazing charisma.

Anyway, as he had observed, the Uzumaki clan was actually the only clan that seemed to earn the blond's wrath more than any other clan. It was not for their ridiculous reserves nor their ability to use fūinjutsu, he actually respected that much. The only thing that he did not like about the Uzumaki, and probably never would, had to be their unnatural obsession with his race. Nearly all Uzumaki, at a young age, were taught about the existence of Makai and many, and he meant many, of them tried to find the realm of Makai, but it was successfully hidden, something that the Demon Lord was much more than full of now that he thought about it. They truly seemed to want something from his race, but they hadn't found them and he swore to Kami that it better stay that way.

Fast-forward about thirty or forty years and you see a sight that truly did not make the Demon King care. No seriously, he didn't care anymore. The Humans were at it again, having their stupid little war bouts of bullshit supremacy over each other. Now it was the Uchiha clan with Madara as its leader fighting anyone and everyone who wouldn't submit to them burning the land and laying waste to lives as they dominated the landscape, however they had come to a standstill once met with the Senju clan. So the Demon Lord actually got treated to a sight, the Senju clan head and the Uchiha clan head, instead of having all their people fight and bring death, decided to fight against each other. Truly that was the only noble thing in this war to date.

He had to say, he was actually impressed with their endurance. However all semblance and respect for the Uchiha clan died out for the Demon Lord as he bit his lower lip, seething in rage at what he saw. Madara had the audacity to summon and control his son, Kyuubi. Yep, the Demon Lord had kept track on all nine of his children since they were originally created from his first one. He bore them no hatred. He had no reason to. However this was a definite cross of lines that he could never allow. His youki flared along with his anger and for once he could finally come into contact with the outside world. Not completely, but little subtle changes. He quickly aided Hashirama as one time the Demon Lord quickly made water, that they were standing on, quickly heat up before evaporating in steam to help Hashirama in his endeavor. A cheater? Yep. Did he give a fuck? Hell no. Screw fairness this once.

The blond Maou was actually impressed, if not a little annoyed. The Uchiha and Senju fought for three days. Three fuckin' days! He intervened a shit ton and it was still three days! It was only by the act of an Uzumaki, one named Mito, who truly earned the blond's ire when he saw her seal the Kyuubi into her body. That truly got him on his bad side.

Also talk about anticlimactic. So the Uchiha and Senju formed an alliance and under their power they decided to. . .what was it? Oh yeah, form a village of shinobi while the Uzumaki kept the Kyuubi under guard. Oh, but let the Maou tell you that it just didn't stop there. No, the humans further tested his patience when Hashirama thought to provide equality to the nations and sought to give everyone a bijuu. The Maou's children were not animals to be hunted! However, hunted they were and soon all nine were contained without a thought. He knew what the first thing was that he was going to do when he got out. He was going to get his kids, reunite them and take them home. He'd find out something to do with Juubi-chan at another time.

It seemed that all went well for Hashirama's little plan. The clans came together in various ways. There were five villages in total, Konohagakure, Sunagakure, Iwagakure, Kirigakure, and Kumogakure, each of these villages had a bijuu which to use as a weapon should anything threaten them and the people they had contain them were labeled as jinchuuriki. That was term that left a bitter taste in the Ruler of Makai's mouth at the mere thought, but enough about that.

Oh and how could he forget the alliance of the Uzumaki and Konohagakure with the marriage of Mito Uzumaki and Hashirama Senju, although that was relatively short seeing as how the Shodaime Hokage, is what people called these leaders, died a few years after that with his brother taking the reins. The Demon Lord was surprised how much order was maintained in the times that held brief lapses of peace for the nations. The Nidaime Hokage created the council for Konoha, the Anbu, the Academy, which seemed to be just the same as his Youkai Academy back in Makai. The Demon Lord chuckled at the thought.

However let is also be known that now the Maou was simply sure of the fact that humans loved to kill each other. Madara disappeared from the world becoming a traitor to Konoha and the village was thrown into its first war, he watched as historians dubbed it the First Great Shinobi War. Yeah, real great job giving his kids over to those pathetic nations. Now everyone had a powerhouse with them. Just fuckin' perfect.

Sadly, not that the Maou really cared, but the Nidaime Hokage died in that war by Kumogakure's Kinkaku Force and dubbed a young prodigy, Sarutobi Hiruzen as the Sandaime Hokage. Around that time, he also heard about the transfer of Kyuubi to another container. He watched as the Kyuubi was unsealed from Mito Uzumaki and into the young kunoichi, Kushina Uzumaki. The Maou furrowed his brows at the sight. A child in every meaning of the word and an even more hothead than his mother. The Maou shuddered at the thought before a painful chuckle escaped his lips at the thought of his mother. He wondered if she was alright all the time he had been gone.

Not even twenty years later, the next Shinobi War started. This time between Konoha, Suna, Ame, and Iwa. The Maou really didn't understand the purpose of these things. He said it, and he would say it again. This was all pathetic and pointless, sure he had fought in many wars, but those had purpose. This one was like forcing ideals from one person to the next only to have lives wasted for nothing. He didn't see the point at all.

He watched the fight between Hanzo, the Salamander, and the suddenly named Sannin, consisting of Jiraiya, Orochimaru, and Tsunade Senju. The Maou didn't bother learning the last names of the first two. They weren't really important at all. They lost, horribly, however Hanzo had shown honor and pride letting them lick their wounds and walk away.

The Maou shifted his attention away from that war after a while suddenly finding himself being drawn to Konoha's academy where he spotted the redhead Uzumaki once again. She loudly proclaimed to be the first female Hokage which the Maou had to chuckle at. He couldn't remember the last time he saw such fire in a person's eyes after Izuna Uchiha.

Anyway, he frowned at how she was treated at times. Being bullied by pathetic brats, but he had to sweatdrop when she utterly pounded them all into oblivion. Was it strange that he had a little arousal from that? Shut up.

Well aside from her, there was also one other kid who caught his attention. Minato Namikaze, son of Arashi Namikaze, former daimyo of Hi no Kuni, until he became an orphan. The kid was an okay shinobi, the Maou had been impressed when he managed to save the redhead from being kidnapped by Kumo shinobi. The two seemed to hit it off quite well though he was surprised when that didn't last as long as he thought it might have. Must have just been a romance born out of a bad situation. Those didn't usually last very long. He knew, he had seen them all the time. So the two decided to simply remain friends, close friends, but nothing more.

Time skip to another few years and you find, oh seriously? Another Great Shinobi War? Who would have fuckin' thought. Now the Third Great Shinobi War was a battle between Konoha and Iwagakure, Kumogakure and Kirigakure. Seriously, what did people have against that village? The Maou, in all honestly, disliked them all, but to attack one so many times was ridiculous. They didn't even win! The Maou watched Minato Namikaze lead his team until the death of one student, Obito Uchiha, but upon closer inspection he saw darker forces at work. He'd have to keep an eye on that. He then watched one, Kakashi Hatake kill his teammate, Rin Nohara, to keep Konoha safe by trying to kill the Sanbi. That truly made the Maou's rage for humanity heightened, but it was controlled. He then watched in slight surprise of a renewed Obito as he laid waste to dozens of Kiri Anbu like any decent Youkai would be able to do. He had to applaud the kid. That was a great show, even if it was somewhat dark.

So that war ended with Minato Namikaze and his famed, Hiraishin technique, well actually the Nidaime was the one who created that first, but Minato Namikaze was the one who really brought the technique to light of the world. For the Maou, it looked like a shot off attempt at his own technique, the Shiharetsu( Crimson Burst). A very good technique was what he thought of it though from looking it seemed that it had to rely on the applications of time-space as well as the use of markers. His own didn't require such a thing. The Maou really had to be impressed the he decimated over a thousand Iwa shinobi using that technique. It spoke true volumes of the man's strength even if he was still a foolish human.

The Maou watched the man's coronation to Yondaime Hokage and just shook his head. Well nothing else happened in the rest of the years for a good while and now came the precipice of everything that the Maou had tried.

Centuries after centuries, the barrier or whatever was keeping him in this dimension. Of course, why didn't he see it before? No way could a seal hold forever against the power of the Ruler of Makai. It would break eventually and finally after about a good few centuries it was finally showing signs of cracking and he could be set free. However as he wanted to deny it, he would have to reorder some things. Oh hell no, he'd be damned if he turned himself into a child and took that pathetic academy course. Fuck that shit. He was a King and he would not be told what to do by weaker beings. All he needed was. . .a catalyst. Because he would be using most of his power, his body would revert and be locked until he reclaimed his full powers once again, but he was sure that no one could bother him. Like he would give them the chance.

Fate seemed to side with him on that as well. No seriously, she was an alright person once you got to meet her. After about five to six years of being Hokage, Minato Namikaze came to his greatest challenge. Konohagakure was once again attacked, and this attack was what made the Maou angry for the last time. He saw his child, the Kyuubi summoned just like before and unleashed upon Konoha. The destruction wrought and the people it killed was incredible to say the least. So much was going on in the Demon King's eyes. Buildings on fire, crushed civilians and shinobi on the ground, debris everywhere. The Maou was confused, why would the fox do this? What motive could it have? well, yeah other than the whole 'he got captured and treated like expensive jewelry' bits, but on further investigation. The blond Maou found that his son was being controlled by, oh look at that, a sharingan. The demon King found his tolerance of that clan dwindling fast, but when he panned over to them, he found that the compound was entirely empty. The Maou was confused, where the hell did they all go? Well, whatever. He would have to worry about them later.

Some uncommon concern washing over him, he panned his screen to where Kushina was and saw her lying unconscious in the grass in some standard jonin attire. Raising an eyebrow, he sighed and shook his head before turning back to Minato Namikaze.

He watched Minato fight a masked man that held a sharingan in one eyed. The Maou snickered to himself before he couldn't help, but laugh out loud as he clutched his stomach. Oh don't think he forgot his anger, but right now the irony was hitting him in the face. So it was that Uchiha-kozō huh? Well the Maou quickly thought that this could be interesting.

Minato Namikaze released control of the Kyuubi from the Uchiha brat before the latter vanished out promising the demise of Konoha. The Kyuubi continued to rage around before being pushed out of the village and it was then that the blonde Demon King noticed the look that weighed heavily on his heart. The Maou wondered what he was about to do before he Hiraishin-ed away for but a second and then came back with a small child. The Demon King widened his eyes as the Yondaime poofed away along with the Kyuubi. The screen followed him quickly and the Ruler of Makai watched as the Yondaime placed the child on a altar.

"Please forgive me young one, but there is no other option for us. I hope that you will be treated as a hero and that you will grow up strong. It's a shame that Kushi-chan only wanted to be friends, I wonder what I would have named our child if we had one. Well, please stay safe and grow up strong," The Maou heard the Yondaime speak as he went through multiple handsigns.

"No! Not again you accursed human! I will not be sealed again!"The Kyuubi hollered as it raised its claws into the air to squash the pathetic human in front of him. As his claws shadowed over Minato's form. The adult blond Kage smirked.

"Sorry Kyuubi, but you lose. Half of you will be sent with me to the grave, never to be seen again. The other half will be put into this child. May he grow strong and have many friends. Shiki Fūjin( Dead Demon Consuming Seal),"Minato called out and the Maou watched as the area was laced with killer intent before a white-robed specter appeared in his view. The Maou widened his eyes before grinning widely. Yes, this was his chance. He had to take it now or he might never get another one. With so much spiritual power around the area, it weakened the barrier of his dimension considerably and now he just had to do something.

"Sage, you will regret the day that you sealed me in this damn place. I'm gonna kick your ass for this, even if you are already dead," He said as he slapped his hands together. Quickly nine tails flared from his back before the jammed forward into the screen. The Maou chuckled as he poured his power into breaking the barrier. His tails pulled at the portal-like screen ripping it open and the Maou struck his hand through it. He snarled as he pushed past it still feeling the pain of holy energy against his person. His skin burned and his heart pumped, but he wouldn't stop here. He had to get out!

"Come on! Come on! Open dammit!"He said. With the last remnants of his strength he watched as the portal, once being his only entertainment, had turned into his escape. The blond Demon Lord grinned. He saw the Shinigami's arm break through Minato's stomach area before it latched on to Kyuubi's fur and pulled out half of its chakra.

"Now!"he shouted and the light overcame his form while the grin on his face widened to painful proportions. The Demon Lord, ruler over Makai, was finally free.

Suddenly a blinding light appeared over the field. Minato and Kyuubi covered their eyes from the sight while the Shinigami just stood there emotionlessly. The chakra was coming at Minato full force as a figure landed on the ground. With a smirk, he blurred and grabbed surprised the Death God by actually grabbing his arm. "Gomen Shin-chan, but I can't let you do that. A child truly is a pain in the ass aren't they?" The light slowly vanished causing Minato to widen his eyes at the figure that had the Shinigami's arm in his grasp. Kyuubi cracked open an eye and gawked.

"You. . .impossible. You couldn't be...! We saw you die!"Kyuubi shouted while Minato heard chuckling. The Yondaime was still very much confused by everything that was going on and he was sure that this man in front of him was not one of his own. The power that exuded from him just barely allowed Minato to stand on his feet, never mind trying to attack him.

"Oh son, don't you know your father better than that? Give me some credit. I am the ruler of Makai after all," He said and Kyuubi widened his eyes before looking down quickly.

"Tou. . .san," The nine-tailed fox said while the blond Demon Lord grinned. He slowly nodded and the Yondaime gawked when he watched the blond teen actually pat Kyuubi on the nose.

"Don't worry. All will be explained. Now then," He turned back to Minato Namikaze and smirked. He stepped forward and the pressure slowly began to build between the Demon Lord and the Yondaime of Konoha.

"Sorry, but I can't have you sealing my kid again, well at least not into anymore of you humans. To actually waste your life summoning Shin there. How desperate are you foolish humans? I pity your race. I really do," he said before he grabbed Minato's arm. He then held up one of his race's handsigns and spoke.

"Yōjutsu: Rei Tensō( Demon Technique: Spirit Transferring),"he uttered and Minato watched as the Shinigami was forcibly released of the Yin half of Kyuubi's chakra. The large mass of chakra swirled around in the air before it crashed into the blond's body. The Demon Lord grinned before he went back and touched Kyuubi's forehead.

"Rest son. We'll talk about this some other time. Hakke Fūin( Eight Trigrams Sealing),"he called and Minato watched as Kyuubi was sucked into the blond's body before silence reigned in the forest. '

"Huh? What? What did you do?"he asked while the blond grinned. He turned around and waved his finger back and forth though he was very serious about it which seemed to contradict the small scolding act.

"I don't know where you think you have the authority to demand answers from me, but I suppose questions are in order before you die. Sure your process wasn't complete, but you used the jutsu none the less so you will be having some quality time with Shin. So, I sealed my son into my body. He will no longer be your personal slave as I have seen," the Maou said visibly angry.

"Your son? The Kyuubi is a manifestation of chakra given a physical form. It does not have a father," Minato said before he was subjected to a fierce smack to the face. The stinging sensation made his senses go wild as he looked back towards his unknown assailant.

"Call my son an 'it' again and I will show you how much I am truly annoyed by your race. You have nothing to fear from your village. So leave in peace," He said while Minato narrowed his eyes.

"What do you plan to do?" He asked and the Demon Lord tapped his shoulder before tilting his head left and right. That was actually a good question, he would like to quickly get some food seeing as how he hadn't eaten in like four or five centuries, but maybe he could wait for that a little longer.

"I haven't thought that far ahead so you don't need to be concerned with it. I'm just taking back what was mine from the start. Have a good time in the belly of the Shinigami," he said waving his hand in a goodbye fashion. Before Minato could even ask what he meant a light covered his form and he disappeared leaving the blond Maou alone. He was about to walk away before he heard crying. He looked back and noticed the child still on the altar.

"Conscious be damned," he said with a sigh before he walked over to said altar and picked up the human child. What? He had no grudge against the kid so it wasn't like he would just leave it to die by wolves or something like that. He was more sensible than that.

However just as soon as he picked up the baby, the Demon Lord suddenly found himself surrounded by Konoha's Anbu force. Each of them wore animal masks and grey-ish body armor with a tantō held in their hands. "Halt! Who are you? Where is Yondaime-sama?" They asked and the blond blinked.

"Ah him? Yeah well, he's dead. Now I'm sure you guys have things to do so I'll let you do them. Later," He said as he began to walk away. The blond then sighed and ducked underneath a sword strike.

"We told you not to move! You're coming with us for questioning," the lead Anbu said and the blond watched as an elderly man dropped out of the trees. Obvious the Sandaime Hokage from what he observed.

"Sandaime-sama, we've caught this suspicious person here. What would you have us do?" they asked and the man known as Sarutobi Hiruzen looked towards the young man in question. The blond's eyes only showed amusement of what was going on, but Hiruzen could see wisdom far beyond his years in those eyes. This was not someone to be trifled with.

"Where is the Kyuubi?" Sarutobi asked cautiously. The Anbu tensed and turned to the young man in front of their eyes. He tapped his chin for a few seconds before smiling widely.

"Why he's right here. Where he will stay until I see fit," he said pointing to his stomach. The Anbu widened their eyes and Sarutobi's gaze turned deadly.

"You do realize that we can't let you go now," he said and the Anbu prepared to strike, but none of them were ready for the young man to sigh and pinch the bridge of his nose.

"You make it sound like you could bend me to your will so easily Hiruzen Sarutobi," he said Hiruzen tensed at the mention of his name. He balled his fists, but didn't give the Anbu the order to attack. Inwardly, he felt that if he did then the place that they were standing would instantly be a giant crater just like Konoha was for the moment.

"You seem to know my name. Might I ask the same from you?" the elderly Sandaime asked and the blonde raised an eyebrow. He closed his eyes for a few seconds as he thought that over. He brushed his chin a few times while unconsciously rocking the small child to sleep. He thought about the pros and cons of this before he ultimately shrugged his shoulders.

"Pleased to meet you Konoha, my name Naruto Uzumaki, Lord and Ruler of Makai," he said with a wide grin across his face. Things must just get a little. . .interesting.

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