"A-are you there?"
"Would you look at that? You're finally talking to me. And initiating the conversation, too! Impressive."
"Y-yeah. Sorry."
"Is my demonic presence really so intimidating? I mean, I haven't been that evil. Yet."
"Oh. Not that. It's just... Your voice... I never talk to girls, you see."
"You were all scared because I'm a girl!?"
"I'm awkward. Sorry."
"You don't say..."
"So... like... What's up?"
"You're really bad at this, aren't you?"
"I-I am?"
"Oh, my. You need help. And guess what?"
"What...?"
"I'm here to provide it. That's what guardian demons do, you know. We give help to the weak and easily manipulated. Help that will guide you on the satanic path of injustice and evi-"
"Huh!?"
"Erm. Oops. But, yeah, that's me."
"U-um... Cool."
"Yep. Let me just note this down. 'Serious lack of any and all social skills...'"
"Hey! I'm not that bad!"
"Oh, Lukey. Trust me. You are."
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[Old] My Little Demon
Short Story❝Wh-who are you? Where are you? What are you doing?❞ ❝A demon. Right here. Possessing your soul.❞ ❝What!?❞ ❝Teehee~❞ Dialogue Story // By Max // Cover by @clarkethevirus // Hail Satan c: