A Demon's Life

Evil is Rising...

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Friday, December 13th, 2013

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What a wonderful way to enter the Overworld. Landing flat on your butt, in a pile of fluffy white snow. I jumped up and out of the snow. Anything to do with the Angels, and I want nothing to do with it.

I wipe the snow off of my black dress, which is old-fashioned. Why they sent me up there in this, I don't know. I'll have to find some clothes that are in this age.

I look around and see that I'm standing in front of a high school. The high school, actually. I was told to start my work from here, a school that didn't have any actual name.

The bell rang and I put my hands over my ears, the ring hurts them. I would have to get used to it.

The door burst open and I ran and hid behind a tree. I can't be seen, not in these clothes. I peek out from behind the tree, watching as kids walk away from the school, talking and laughing. I can hear every word they say.

I won't be able to hide here for much longer. It's too easy to be seen. I jump up and through the branches of the tree, thankful that it's a pine tree. I watch as the rest of the kids leave. When the last kid leaves I jump down from the tree, landing silently on the ground. I have to get some different clothes, preferably black and red.

I walk down the street, not making a sound, searching for a clothing store. How stupid is it that a demon has to fit it? But those were my orders, and I can't go against them.

In the corner of my eye, I spot a clothing store and start towards it. I run across the street and stand outside of it. I push open the door and look around. I spot a pair of black pants and a red shirt across the room and walk towards them, making sure that I make the smallest of noises, imitating a human's walk.

Demons are much more graceful than humans, Devils, and Grim Reapers. We match the grace of an Angel, maybe even exceeding them.

Once I get close enough to the shirt and pants, I pick them up and off the rack, folding them over my arm. I walk towards the store's exit.

"Hey! You have to pay for those!" The storekeeper shouts. I smirk and walk outside. The fun is just beginning.

My task is simple. Wreak havoc on the world, starting with the high school. This is going to be easy. As easy as making an Angel cry.

I realize that I need somewhere to stay. The forest will do. I can live in the trees. Yes, that is fine.

I walk into a forest that was off to my right. Once I'm deep enough in, I quickly change my clothes. They fit close to my body. I don't care. I need to attract attention, after all. The clothes will just be an added addition.

Demons are naturally attractive. Men and women alike. I'm only a teenager so I have not yet grown into my full beauty but I'm still magnificent. My hair was black streaked with red, but I had to disguise it so I chose the color I hated; white, faintly tinted pink. My hair reaches down to my waist, and there's nothing I can do about that. If I cut it off it'll just grow back within minutes. All female demons' hair is like that. It grows down to their waist, and never grows any longer.

My eyes, seeing as I'm a demon, are naturally red, and I can't change them. It's our sign. Anyone with red eyes are demons. I'll just have to be careful that no one sees them for too long. I can put a mirage on them, but it only lasts for a few seconds when you look at it. After those few seconds my eyes would be revealed.

My fingernails are also naturally black, but everyone in the Overworld will think that they have just been painted.

While I was in that store, I also grabbed a headband. My hair would be in my face all the time if I didn't. It is black with some purple on it, and a purple rose in the middle. I think it looks silly but I put it on anyways.

When I go back to the Otherworld, I will shed these stupid clothes and go back to my old-fashioned dress. They should have let me change my clothes back in the Otherworld.

Gaining the trust of those silly humans will be easy. All I have to do is sit there and look pretty, and the boys will be all over me. The girls will have to be made into my friends, and even then, I only need a few. The Master said that once the chaos has started, I can eat the souls of any human that dies within that time. It will be a banquet.

I drop my beloved dress and watch as it disintegrates into black particles, returning to the Otherworld. I then jump up and silently land on a branch. l lay down on the branch and bask in the darkness, feeling it work it's way through my body, replenishing me. Tomorrow, my task really starts, and I will need the strength that the darkness gives me to complete it.

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Author's Note: This was just an idea that popped into my head. I was going to make it a demon's journal, but then I wondered why a demon would ever want to write any of this down, when they would remember it forever anyways.

In no way does this reflect on anything that I wish would happen, and l don't worship evil. I think it is something that needs to be in our life, as if there was no evil, how could there ever be any good?

I don't care how you judge me, and I will ignore any negative comments.

-Blaze