As the silver box spun, I braced myself against the cold and the sensation of nausea. Memories slipped away along with the demon power that had been infused into my blood on my eighth birthday. I vividly recall that day, when my parents fought and I fled the house. If only I had stayed. The chamber spun faster and my consciousness drifted away. Voices pulled me back to reality, muffled by the ringing in my ears. "Nermia! Nermia!" I succumbed to darkness once more, not awakening until much later.
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Demon Spawn
FantasyNarema, a twelve-year-old girl is possed by a wind spirit that wants to control her entire being when an anti-corruption task force operative named Glithen stops them from corrupting her... But does she escape the possession?
