I let out a breath. I was covered in his blood. He was dead before me. I killed him. I sit down in a corner. My Shadow comes to me.
"That bitch deserved it." He said.
He did. He fucking did. I let out a laugh. It echoes through the house.
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The funeral lasted for more than I bargained for. Mr. Longrow was kind enough to pay for it since I didn't have the money. I stare at the grave. I had already cried enough. I grip my fists. Angel was with me. He wore a black dress. How does he still look so pink?
"I'm so fucking sorry." Angel said putting his hand on my shoulder.
I brush him off. Rude I know.
"I need to clear my head." I walk away.
I sit in a dome near her grave. I grip my head.
"Are you alright Master?" My Shadow asks.
"I should feel horrible about killing him, but I feel ecstatic." I say.
"I understand. He deserved it." He said.
I hear someone coming. My Shadow disappears. I see the man I had bumped into a couple of months ago. He sits beside me.
"How are you holding up Alastor?" He asked.
I draw back from him. There was definitely something wrong with him. Some kind of darkness that is like smoke around him.
"My condolences." He smiles at me.
He leaves a package for me. He then walks away.
"Should we open it?" My Shadow asks.
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HorrorThis is kind of a Fanfic about the Radio Demon's past. I got the inspiration from the comics on this and I'm taking some of their ideas but I'm changing them slightly. Alastor had an abusive childhood, and his dad was a really bad one. I'm highlight...
