Fuck these bloody demons. James thought to himself. What is the point of them anyways.
James sat at an abandoned bar, drinking stoch out of the bottle. Why do I have to put up with these things. As a Fallen Angel you would think I would be trusted to do these things by myself.
I looked at her picture again. Her long brown hair, covering her beautiful brown eyes. I'm sure those eyes had specks of silver.
"Master.'' A demon came up to me, looking as ugly as ever.
"What do you want, Goul?"
"I see you are looking at her pitcure again."
My face got red. "What's it to you!"
"Nothing Master. A corpse found her location."
I stood up. So it was finally time for me to introduce myself to this beauty. I made my way out of the bar and into the rain. I unfolded my wings and followed the direction the corpse pointed out.
Soon we will meet, Cane.
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Closer to Death
RandomCane finds herself in a world of the undead. Everywhere she looks corpses are walking and infesting people. Cane must travel to the world where the undead came from, hell itself. But on her travels she finds a group of people who bring her back to...
