your name is...?

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As the soul is coming down to meet me its ora is glowing red...no black...no red. "What the hell" I said out loud to myself as my gaze is fixed upon the demonic colorful soul. As it reaches the ground it manifests into a man. "Who are you?" I demanded
It just looked at me and said nothing. I felt a gaze that could shatter bones in a heartbeat. My look towards it was sharp and deceiving. I try not to give away my true emotions until I know that they are ready to see what I really am. He walks silently over to me and just as it was passing me I grabbed its shoulder and said "I said, what is your name?!" My voice was now deadly sounding and very cold. As I looked at it he had no face. Just black? I wondered. "Wha..." its creepy feeling that it gave me made me feel like I should stop talking and give it a chance to speak. Even though I couldnt see a face I could picture it vividly. Clear as nightime in my case. Did I mention I have Never seen what daylight looks like? If I have I dont remember at all. Im pretty sure I haven't though. For someone who is a demon like me has an extremely good memory. It looks at me and whispers "let...me...go...now" that was the first time I had heard it speak. I was curious but angry at the same time because it wouldn't answer my question. I then took my hand off its shoulder as I saw it slowly walk away I interrupted and said "wait..." I realized just then it vanished. Just like that. gone. That was weird I thought.

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