DARKNESS OR DEMON CHILD

THE HANGOUT

As they continued exploring the town, Noah turned to Lora with curiosity in his eyes.

Noah: "Lora, do you know what a temple is?"

Lora thought for a moment, recalling the stories her grandpa and the old demon had told her about various places of worship.

Lora: "Yes, I do. A temple is a place where people go to pray, seek guidance, and find peace. It's a sacred place where they connect with their beliefs and the divine."

Noah nodded, impressed by her understanding.

Noah: "That's right. There's a beautiful temple in this town. Would you like to visit it with me? It's a place where many come to find solace and inspiration."

Lora smiled, intrigued by the idea.

Lora: "I would love to. Let's go."

Together, they made their way to the temple, ready to explore this sacred place and perhaps discover more about themselves and each other along the way.

As Lora and Noah stepped into the pure temple, a sudden shock coursed through Lora's body. She let out a piercing scream, her reaction drawing the attention of everyone inside the temple. The sacred energy of the temple clashed with the dark magic within her, causing her immense pain and distress.

Lora: "Aaaah!"

The temple visitors turned to look at her, their faces filled with concern and confusion. Noah, alarmed by Lora's reaction, quickly moved to support her.

Noah: "Lora, what's happening? Are you okay?"

Lora, struggling to regain her composure, felt the overwhelming purity of the temple's energy conflicting with her own. She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself.

Lora: "I'm... I'm not sure. The energy here... it's too much for me."

Noah gently guided her outside, away from the intense energy of the temple. Once they were back in the open air, Lora began to feel a bit better.

Noah: "I'm so sorry, Lora. I didn't realize the temple would affect you like that."

Lora nodded, still feeling the lingering effects of the experience.

Lora: "It's okay, Noah. I didn't expect it either. I think my powers and the temple's energy don't mix well. We should avoid places like that for now."

Noah agreed, feeling a newfound sense of responsibility to protect Lora from such harmful encounters.

Noah: "Let's find a place where you can rest and recover. We'll figure out the next steps from there."

ater that night, Noah's parents returned home. As they entered the living room, they were startled to see Lora hanging from the ceiling fan, her agility and strength allowing her to easily navigate the space. Her playful nature had gotten the best of her, and she was exploring the unfamiliar home in her unique way.

Mr. Smith: "What on earth...?"

Mrs. Smith: "Noah, who is this girl, and why is she hanging from the fan?"

Noah, slightly embarrassed but amused, looked up at Lora with a smile.

Noah: "Lora, come down from there. My parents are home."

Lora gracefully let go of the fan and landed softly on the floor. She smiled at Noah's parents, her curiosity and innocence shining through.

Lora: "Hello, I'm Lora. It's nice to meet you."