You stood across from HABIT. Summoned by him and misplaced into his throne room. Four sets of eyes watch you from the side lines. HABIT hardly seems to notice you from atop his throne. His head tilted back in a daze. You take a step forward.
His eyes snapped onto you. A confused and frustrated look on his face. Then as if nothing happened he lowered his head. His face turning more jovial. The rabbit that had been trying to wriggle from his lap was grabbed with a firm hand.
"Hello there." He purred out, his grin struggling to form. He dropped it entirely, opting instead to lean on his elbow and pet the terrified rabbit. "I've heard that a lot of you fucks have taken an interest in my lands and my clever worshipers."
Clockwork and Bloody Painter shared a look.
HABIT waved his hand. "But I know that you are all a bunch of pussy's. So I've decided to do you a favor. Give you the juice details without making you one of my rabbits."
He stood up. His four Horrors, each donning rabbit masks, stood with him. He threw up his hands. "So get to it ya lazy bitches! Be invasive, explore, do as you please until I stop finding you fun."
He squeezed the rabbit's neck and she began to struggle. Then all too suddenly the Horrors' strength broke the rabbit. Her head rolled down the carpet and her body hit HABIT's feet.
"No pressure." The demon said with a laugh.

















