𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞 ❥ 𝐫𝐲𝐨 + 𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐚

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authors note: it is way too damn late right now my mf eyes are BURNING BUT HI BABES how have y'all been omg literally when i was finishing this up i heard my neighbor get kicked out like 🧍‍♀️ i got one of my friends to watch devilman and he hates ryo as he should ‼️ I SAW THE CONJURING AND OH MY GOD ARNIE WAS FINE AS HELL like oo bae u can possess me if u want 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 my post mates guy was hitting on me when i picked the food up from him like man if you don't give me my damn chicken and get the fuck on 😐 i tried reading dante's divine comedy but that shit is so hard to read i got to page three and went "no more" IF YALL GOT GOOD DMCB FICS SEND EM TO MEE 👺👺👺BYE NOT SOMETHING BANGING ON THE FRONT DOORG ITS 3:12 AM A MIMIR YA GO TO SLEEP

okie enjoy the story 🥰💖

about + warnings: aftermath, ryo/satan referred with "they, them, and their"

word count: 2100+



hushed this paradise was, with the absence of noise through vast emptiness of what once was land

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hushed this paradise was, with the absence of noise through vast emptiness of what once was land. shushed, perhaps it could have been peaceful to finally be alone. away from others, sitting alone with your thoughts can be one dangerous thing as equal as it can be to converse with yourself. though, this quietness was exaggerated, for one to feel completely alone in. abandoned even as if every single human had turned their back, it could be the way of life. survival of the fittest such as the wise words that darwin had written about, but those words would never matter with being the only being left in the shambled leftovers of a god forsaken war.

truly war is... was truly a man made defense mechanism. why did it have to be created? was peace even considered in the minds of the puppets on earth, instead of understanding one another they feared the unknown. how can a species so evolved from the earth be the murderers of their own kind? was there any remorse? theoretically the fifth extinction of the earth would be caused by humans themselves, blowing themselves up like play toys with no empathy for others. truly it was sad, everyone is the same deep down but hatred was already present to those who were different. even those who spoke out about were silenced, deemed evil to society.

humans would be so moldeable, with hatred and fear within them, the parasites of demons would fuel this fire to kill off everything in its path. maybe this was the way natured intended, but nature had vanished. no life to sprout through the soft dirt on the earth, no schools of fish to swim throw the deepest parts of the ocean, no more trees to bask under their shade from the sun.

the ocean laid still, lifeless themself as no wave had crashed nor would ever crash now. without the pollution and smog, the sky was perfectly clear as stars were now visible. better than one could see from the city.it was beautiful really, but the reality of the vast space may not having any life forms would be spine chilling if you were the only one sitting on rubbles of rocks.

moon once luminescent now scarred from the battle, watching the entirety and still falling a victim of the one demons had claimed to be so noble.

mankind truly was gone, and no drop of life would ever drip into the infinite ocean. ripples and waves again would never crash against the rocks, the only movement would be from them. swirling their fingers down into the unfriendly water. lifeless it felt as they drew their hand back, watching droplets slip down from their fingers. ripples now circulated the beads of water dripping back into the ocean.

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