I am a Noh'Doum. The last of my kind.
A part of the demon race, we are very weak demons. We have always lived simple lives and we have been respected for that.
Regarding us, there has only been one rule which all have followed since time immemorial.
Never anger a Noh'Doum!
They forgot that rule and made me angry. Very angry!
Rated 18+ for content.
This is still an idea and not a full fledged story. I am putting it out there to receive some feedback so let me know what you think. I do have enough words for a few chapters so I will also appreciate some ideas on how to move the story forward.
