The next few years passed and Niko only got better. He was getting stronger and he was growing into a handsome man with a slightly more muscled body, more so actually looking like he was not anorexic, but still skinny. Looked good though, very good. He loved his brothers more and more. He had so much fun being with them, and with fewer appointments, he always felt better.
This day was his eighteenth birthday and the brunette was smiling as he walked around his room to get ready. Pulling on his pants and then his button down shirt and vest, looking casually good. He went to the mirror, beginning to brush his hair.
"Well. Don't you look pretty." The voice caused Niko to freeze mid-way through his hair. Slowly, he turned to see the demon behind him. The demon reached a good height of seven feet, muscled, with dark blue skin. His eyes were completely white, aside from the red pupils in the center. He looked over at him, long flowing white hair fell in a long braid to the top of his butt. "Perfect for your wedding day."