Playing the cards Anires' Story Pt 1 / 4

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/This full page is in Anires' POV\
+Like the drawing I did of how Anires was meant to look?+
I've always liked to play games. And even in hell, with the only most fragile and weak Soul connecting me to my human life, I still know and remember how I used to play games. Cards, a complex sounding game with a simple objective, I'd beaten every demon in this world who had been foolish enough to play against a master at the game, when they only knew how to play and had had a few matches themselves, I know every trick in the book, they had no chance against me, but back to my demon life. I am one of the higher ups in our little ecosystem, well a boring desolate ghost town filled with faint bodies of humans that died there. The ghost town did exist in the overworld, the bodies from 'the incident' that happened there were never cleaned up, that's why we can see the ghasts, fragments of the spirit that re-live the pain and torture the human Soul endured in its lifetime, anyway, bieng a higher up, I have my own human form. The only reason why I don't use my human form is because I can only be human for so long, but Mas is finding a way to make our human selves permenent, then he can continue his quest. We're just playing the game, maybe cheating a little, but we're still playing the cards, we always have been. And I have always won, I don't plan to loose anyway,
because
I
won't.
+if you couldn't tell I have fully planned out Anires' past, and she is my favourite character in my own book, LOOK AT HER FACE AND SAY SHE DOESN'T LOOK INNOCENT then imagine her with a knife, big difference... heheh+

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