August 2nd 1777
Abraham stared at the blood on his hands, it felt too warm. Is this really who I'm going to become? Abraham thought as he slowly backed up from the desecrated human carcass, shaking his head no and wiped the blood off the best he could with a rag. Then he felt a firm grip on both his shoulders, it felt like he couldn't breathe "Why are you not making my dinner Abe" The demon snarled as Abraham shook his head, unable to speak due to fear. Which Le Brulee Vir noticed.
"I-I can't" Abraham mustered out as he heard the demon growling, suddenly Abraham got picked up and slammed into the wall. "You were the one to find me, and you let me infect you and your residents, so don't back out on this Abraham Fournier. I chose you for a good reason." The demon snarled as he took the goats mask off of Abraham to see how scared he was, which he saw Abraham was trying to not cry in fear. "Now you go and finish my dinner, or I will give you more whiplashes than last time" Le Brulee Vir said, fixing the mask on Abraham and shoved him towards the bloody altar "Yes master" Abraham said, finally finishing the dinner and watched the demon eat it.
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