Re-entering {OPEN. NK.}

Nooooo

The path of a Destruction Lord is one of conquer, one of worship and power, a road paved with destruction! Murder! Pillaging!

"...Wheres my house...?"
...And in the youth of Hakai Hanshu..it's simply trying to find the correct path..

The young silver haired child walks over a court-yard, pristine despite the rest of the villages burnt and blood-stained setting.
The boy wears a simple black boys Cheongsam without sleeves and a pair of white pants tied with red cord at the bottom keeping them attached to his ankles, a pair of black and red sneakers are worn upon his feet as he marches up to the door and pushes it in his strength making if it was locked or not unimportant.
The five year old Demon child scans the inside of the Mansion he's just forced his way inside and most certainly does not pout in confusion while he furrows his eyebrow...No he's not sulking..He's...festering with a slow burning rage! That's blood-lust..!

Tensing his fingerless glove clad hands underneath his gold colored bracers he walks further inside unless someone moves to stop him.

No

The young Hakai Hanshu growls defensively as he hears footsteps followed by growling his eyes gleaming a deep red color as he clenches his tiny fists and bares his fangs...granted the growl sounds more like a strange gravelly purr from his young vocal box. His position comes off as huddled instead of menacing due to his stature, there is no fear in his eyes however as he looks up and the red scarf wrapped around his neck wriggles slightly. He winces slightly from the harsh screech from the human female annoyance flashing across his features as his eyes search for the large dogs who if they attempt to attack will find their heads caved in by the young boy with the silver hair.

He speaks in a haughty tone "Where am I right now?" He asks simply...hoping the human doesn't realize that he's asking cause he's completely lost....

Nope

The Tiny Demon glares slightly but falters upon the mention of food, a growl emanating from his stomach as if on cue..His face flushes indignantly upon this confirmation of her assumption. He crosses his arms with a pout and follows casting a glare towards the hounds as they pass him towards the yard, he trots alongside the human female and his head turns to the left and right observing the odds and ends and altogether useless looking things surrounding him...They are shiny though so he can see why they would be set up..

Humans like shiny things, they should focus more on food and things to defend themselves with...This is a big house...
"This is a big house." He vocalizes while looking around his voice carrying upwards as he blinks his arms uncrossing and hanging from his sides as he walks leaning up a bit to peek around as they walk.

He's in Volcano..but this place is colorful..not the bleak dark colors that he's used to in the village..Strange, he can barely pick up the scent of sulfur anymore...of course it's still there but it's diluted enough to make it hard to pick out.

Nope

The five year old glances towards the scuffle between the two small creatures and blinks in disinterest, partly confused why the Human stopped the obviously superior hunter from killing and eating the weaker one...She did hand it to someone though, so maybe she's planning to eat it herself..?
Shrugging he continues to follow the Human under the pretense of food, he wonders why anyone would need that much space...Does she have a large pack..? "Whats a playroom?" He asks confused tilting his head to the left his eyebrows furrowing in thought, unless it was the same thing that the Fruit loop called that place in his basement...it smelt weird and there was a bunch of chains...he didn't like it in there he left as soon as the smell hit him and overpowered his senses.

He pauses and his hair seems to ruffle and he lets out a small growl as the large man appears suddenly, however upon the mention of food he becomes more docile again and looks up at the man suspiciously before hearing the other Human say he can have whatever he wants, his eyes sparkle slightly at the prospect and he merely states "Meat....Uhh..." He hesitates...His Nee-chan said something...when she was asking for stuff...what was it...? "...Plues...?" He states taking a shot at it since he's hungry and would rather not have to regurgitate any poison...or chemicals...Anything that won't be used to make him die or burn on the inside...

Nope

The Demon Prince furrowed his eyebrows and nods hesitantly looking unsure...
What's soup? Is the question plaguing his mind, as he takes a seat in wherever a chair is available looking around curiously at his surroundings, he then whips his head around towards the Human female as she shouts and blinks..He watches her trim her nails in confusion before he looks at his own sharpened claws and flexes his fingers audible popping sounds heard as he wriggles his fingers...surprisingly enough his nails are incredibly shiny and well kept...
Mainly cause he sharpens them on stone and coats them in his venom...but it's open to interpretation to outsiders...
He turns his gaze towards the man and blinks as he watches things being added to the meat..he sniffs the air and identifies a few plants...but their ground...whats the purpose of that..?

This is a new experience for the Demonic youth..