The Demon With A Heart

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Preface

"Demon. Demon. Demon." The Shifters chanted. I struggled to get free away from the fire they started. "Burn. Burn like the flames in the wind and suffer the pain that we have been through."

The black rope around my body became tighter and drained me till I was weak to my bones. I couldn't move or really speak because it repelled demons. Hard to resist and not easy to break. The wind blew my golden hair, flowing with the breeze.

"It's almost time." The leader's voice announced and burned the wood laying beneath my feet. "It's finally time for the demons to rise as gods among the mortals, ruling the seven seas. This young one's flesh will set us free and lead us to victory. Once the full moon is out, we will begin the sacrifice!" The demon shadows raised their hands and yelled, "Victory for the dead!"

It was the end of my road, at least I did some good in this world, but not enough to save everyone. I hung my head and shed a tear of sadness and fear, rustling the flames. Too late. I thought. My end and the world's...

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