I stare up at the sky, only to see darkness.
The stars never peeked through their cracks for me.
I wish I could go back in time.
When my old man was alive.
This sword of mine, will create deadly sins.
So will I.
I have to quite my mind.
Not wanting to explode with hatred.
Satan is the one who did this to me.
Yet I can't do nothing about it.
Four eyed brother only nags me.
Telling me "saving people are not our jobs."
We are just exorcist.
Yet why are we here?
If we aren't supposed to save people.
Then why kill demons at all?
Quite my mind.
I look away from the lonely sky, and look down.
Something so familiar to me.
Hell is where I will go, If I don't stop creating more sins.
So for that, my brother.
I will keep my head high.
Like our old man.
And save anyone in need.
No matter how big or small.
I will surpass Satan.
I chose my followed path that leads me to you.
Down or up?
Your pick?
No matter if I am a demon, Satan's son.
Somethings will just have to change.
I look up at the sky.
Only to see the sky filled with beautiful light.
I smile.
Tears form in my blue eyes.
"They approve."
I say loud and clear.
- Inspire by Rin Okumura: Ao no exorcist
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