𝔻𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟 𝕊𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕣 - 𝔻𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕊𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕤

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝔾𝕖𝕥 ℍ𝕦𝕣𝕥 (𝔻𝕠𝕦𝕞𝕒)

Age: 6

{1st POV}

I love my dad. He's amazing. He's been raising me for a whole 6 years. He told me about how my parents abandoned me, and how he is actually a demon. At first I didn't trust him, I thought he would eat me after I turned the age of 5. But he seemed to genuinely care about me. 

And even if he did eat me, at least I would die in a happy way, having a father who cares about me. Eating people wouldn't sound so caring, but the fact that he's had the patience to even take care of me is enough. 

I was running around the Cult building and bumped into a servant, falling on my butt. Oops. "Sorry!" I said to the guy, getting up and running before he could say anything. I was running because I saw a cockroach in my room. I'm very scared of cockroaches. I needed to be in the opposite side of the building before I feel safe. 

I continued running until I accidently tripped. I fell on my face, my nose started bleeding. Tears then poured down my face. "PAPA!" I yelled. A servant heard and called for my dad.

My dad appeared next to me. I had never had a nose bleed so I didn't know what to do other than wipe it with my arm. Gross. 

"Are you okay sweetie? What happened?" He asked me gently, crouching down next to me. "There was a cockroach in my room, so I ran and bumped into some people. Sorry." I said. 

He wiped my nose a little and responded, "It's okay, just be careful next time. I'll make sure to 'fire' the servants that are supposed to clean your room." He smiled and pet my head.