"What was that!? I can't hear you over the sound of me being a cryptic mentor!" The demons attack Salt while he's distracted, "Also, low-level demons don't like loud sounds!"
The demon purrs and hugs Salt. "I'm so sorry, mother. I couldn't be the person you wanted me to be." The demons and it's clones disappear into thin air.
"Oh christ, it called me mother. I expect not all of them are going to be touchy-feely, yet not all of them are open-and-shut red-horns-and-eyes baby eating, woman murdering, fire dancers?"
"Deep down, they all are squishy babies. Lesson two," He shouts dramatically, "Demons are not vile creatures! They are the thoughts and regrets of humans before they die! One they reach their closure, they have no reason for existence."
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