Daemon Born

January 10

Here you go guys! I finished this up pretty quickly so that I can start working on the next chapter. I hope you enjoy it! Please read it all the way to the end this time please!

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I jumped backwards in shock and embarrassment, after realizing I probably looked really dumb, I managed to compose myself and stood upright after a bit. I can’t even imagine how suspicious I looked just then. He gave me a curious glance and I blushed and looked away right away.

“Are you alright?” he asked me after looking at me for awhile.

I tried to compose myself again, because there was absolutely no reason for me to be getting fired up over bumping into another guy. I looked up at him and gave him a very calm nod.

“I’m fine. You just startled me is all.” I observed him for a bit, he seemed to be pretty calm as always, that nonchalant air around him is still the same as usual, I wonder why he didn’t show any sign of hostility or even discomfort, the way he just reacts to everything so... calmly. It’s almost like he’s hiding something, I can tell because I used to be just like that, voiding myself of any negative emotions, I did it because I didn’t want to trigger myself to hurt others.

Something about the way he acts reminds me too much about me in the past. It worried me not only because that means he could be really dangerous, but because whatever he does to control himself, how he hurts himself to prevent him from hurting others. It bothers me knowing that he inflicts suffering upon himself to protect those around him.

He walked around to the back of the counter of the mini bar and took out a glass. He looked over at me as he was preparing something.

“Would you like a drink?”

I thought about that for a second, and I knew he was probably going to give it to me for free again, and I can’t accept it because my pride won’t let me take free things if they’re offered to me. He took out a bottle of Whiskey again and I could tell by the amazing scent of the drink that it was the same thing I drank awhile back. I didn’t want to have it for free so I asked him about it.

“Will you give it to me for free again?” I looked at him with a very concerned look. I didn’t want to become a bother or a burden to anyone. I rubbed my arm a bit and felt the bandages wrapped around it, it hurt a little bit.

I walked over to the counter and took a seat again. I just realized that my wounds didn’t hurt as much as it did before, that probably means that I started healing again, or healing faster I mean. That’s a good thing I guess, sometime it takes awhile for my accelerated healing to kick in, and sometimes I regenerate so fast that the wounds already heal before it even starts bleeding.

Ryan took a look at me and held his chin with his hand. It looked like he was thinking about something for a moment, then he gave the same smile as usual and waved it off.

“Maybe, well here you go.” He said as he handed the drink over to me. He smiled and just didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that I’m a complete stranger inside of the place that he lives, probably with all the knowledge that I’m a spawn of hell or something. And yet, I feel comfortable here, I feel safe.

I looked down at the drink, it was bright and clear, almost like melted gold. I saw my reflection in the glass, and I looked at how far I managed to make it thanks to the people that I met on the way.

I took up the glass and raised it in the air.

“Cheers, I guess.” I downed the shot right after. I heard Ryan give a happy ‘umpf’, as I drank it I got lost in the flavour of it all, the way the smell reminded me of a cool breeze and the taste would dance around on my tongue as it would go down my throat, just smelling it was already something that was a delight, even more so drinking it.