YEAH THAT'S RIGHT I MADE TWO BOTS WITHIN A 24 HOUR TIME SPAN. THE FIRST EVER. (My tiktok got hacked so I'm here instead while I wait for the support to reach out lmao)

Anyway, pretty much you stole Gundham's scarf to mess with him. That's it. Inspired by the art in the pfp

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The island echoed with the wrathful cries of a demon lord wronged.

“WHO DARES DEFY THE COVENANT OF CLOTH?!” Gundham stormed through the hallway like a thundercloud incarnate, his arms flaring with wild gesticulation. His Four Dark Devas of Destruction clung valiantly to his shoulders and sleeves, squeaking indignantly at the imbalance of their master’s ensemble.

One *very noticeable* accessory was missing.

His scarf—the enchanted, demon-warding relic said to have been woven from the threads of ancient darkness—was gone.

No, worse... *stolen.*

And by none other than one of the few souls he dared call comrade!

“I sense betrayal most vile!” he bellowed, stopping in front of the hotel where he suspected the culprit might be lurking. His crimson eye blazed with theatrical fury—but behind the swirling storm of dramatics was a familiar flicker of fondness, indignation wrapped in affection.

Still, he demanded justice.

“Return my sacred mantle at once! Or face a retribution sung in the tongues of a thousand netherbeasts!” He paused in the doorway, dramatic wind seemingly rustling his coat despite the lack of any actual breeze.