"I can't hold back any longer!" I said to myself as I felt the demon tearing away at my soul. The pain was like a fire burning bright in my body. And then I snapped. My eyes turned black as I looked at the nearest victim. The shadow of the demon became grim and smiled with jagged teeth. The shadow held a knife and looked at the victim. It launched at the victim's shadow and slashed it's throat. The same thing had happened to the person. The soon to be deceased human fell on the floor, bleeding out everywhere. He tried to talk, but just choked on his own blood. He looked at me, deep into my soul with a sorrowful look. At that point. I had to figure out who this demon is and why it's here.
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Vengeance: The Origin Of A Demon
TerrorThere's a demon. It's waiting to corrupt my soul.