I walk through my village with Dad. It felt like I was a stranger here. I didn't feel right here. I look around. It looked the same. Everyone was looking at me. They weren't afraid. I was playing a sinister tune. My signature back in Hell, when most demons hear it. They run scared.
"Intresting music son." Dad said.
I nod. Dad looked worried. My shadow friend was near me. The one who resembled me. He put his hands on my shoulders.
"Son, may I ask you what happened when you were down there?" He asks.
I stop. I still remember the screams. I remember the blood. I quiver just thinking about what they did to me.
"Varian?" Dad asked.
My friend hugs me. I still shake a little. Dad put his hand on my shoulder. I back away from him.
"I uh.. don't like being touched. Yeah, people in Hell don't like being touched because it usually leads to very bad things." I say.
"I understand Son." He said.
I continue to walk with him. He fears me. I can smell it off him. Everyone fears the Radio Demon.
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Varian; The Radio Demon
Fanfiction"Decades ago, Varian manifested in Hell, seemingly overnight. He began to topple over lords that had been dominate for centuries. That kind of Raw power had never been harnessed from a mortal soul before, then he broadcast his power all throughout H...
