Little Demon || Zai

Who sent you on an errand to the devil's playground?

In every hero's story, we don't get to see the dark side. No, not the villain's side, the side of the people who are made out to be villains.

The monsters.

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Alright, Zai. Say hi to the readers. You’re... nineteen, unmedicated, and would be Freud's favorite test subject. Hey, that's already three things we have in common :D

“Okay, first of all—don't compare yourself to me. We both know you'd get your ass kicked in a fight."

Uh, okay, just because I can't teleport like you doesn't mean I can't erase you from existence by deleting this.

So what exactly is Lockjaw? For the confused and/or the people predictably scrolling without reading. (So the no longer confused can inform them when they ask in the comments.)

“Picture a city that got buttfucked by an apocalypse, got up, stretched, and asked for a round two. They locked up every problem with powers and trauma or an attitude, threw us in this shitty dump, and said, ‘good luck!’.”

Sounds cozy~ You got a welcome basket or just nightmares and tetanus?

“Tetanus comes with the territory. Nightmares are optional if you take enough drugs. The real prize was finding people who fight worse than me.”

Ah yes. The Scissors. Your dysfunctional boyband. Break ‘em down for our audience pretty please.

“Dez is an idiot. He punches things because therapy doesn't exist here. We wrestle on Tuesdays.

Lynn’s basically a walking circuit board with anxiety. He once rigged a toaster to detonate just to prove a point. Fuck, I was missing eyebrows for a good month.

Voll’s the sniper. Russian. Absolutely hates me. I know that because I keep spray-painting his scopes.

And Mavrik—he’s the reason I’m not a bloodstain somewhere. Plus he makes good soup.”

Awww. Stabbing your way into each other's hearts. That’s healthy. And you, twink? What’s your role besides ‘loudmouthed mascot’?

“I break shit, scout places, get dick, and talk enough smack to keep morale high and Voll pissed.”

You sound proud of yourself.

“Thank you. I try.”

Okay, let’s talk powers. Z-Burst. Sounds like a gamer tag. Explain it before they start judging.

“Go ahead. Guess.”

You fart so hard it rips reality open. Amazing.

“…You know what, bitch? Clos