Once there was a demon capable of possessing everything in-sight. This demon is feared even by its own kind. He's an outcast among them all, he's the demon of demons. Once he ventured out of his realm and explored this place called earth. He can shape-shift and be that form as he pleases. Sometimes he becomes a dragon who destroys villages after villages, or sometimes he becomes a person and make every woman to fall for him. That kind of doing became his hobby, and his victims would easily forget how to fall for someone anymore, basically they don't have the ability to fall in love. But this demon is also cursed by Death, he must never fall in love or he'll die.
Hundreds of years go by and he still search an answer for simple question, "Who am I?". Ever since he gained consciousness he never had a name. He search for a suitable name but none matches his satisfaction. He remained nameless for many many years. He uses human form to learn how to socialize with people and other demons who lived among them. Everyday he search for a victim to satisfy himself. And one day he met this fine and bright young lady named Danica Mckean. He finger-combs his hair and approach this lady with a small flower picked from a nearby flower shop. "Good morning" he says "Good morning" she replied. Both were embarrassed and flustered to each other's attractiveness. He who clears his throat and said "Are you a fan of poetry mademoiselle?" she chuckled and replied "That's a straight up question". He was so embarrassed and walk away but before he could turn his direction she grab his arm and said "Yes I am a fan" and smiled "Why? are you a poet?" She asked, "Yes, yes I am" He replied with delight and he asked for her number, she asked for his and the hangout for a bit and chat about their likes and dislikes without asking what he's name really is.
Day in until day out, the two decides to "hangout" more often. One day she decided to ask his name without any hesitation. They watch the sun to rise and they're talking about their dumb decisions in life, until she began saying "Hey, you're so mysterious, how come you never told me your name?" Their laughter dies and he starts to speak "I don't have any name since birth" she stares at his eyes and said "You're being sarcastic aren't you?" he chuckled and look at her "I'm not". After a weird silence Danica decides to give him a name "So, can I call you Pluma?" "Why though?" he asked, "Because you're a poet and you also like writing stuff don't you? plus that's my gift to you because your poems are so relatable. "I wanna give you something I wrote since that day we've met" he said with shyness on his face. He pulls out his notebook and start showing her his pieces. One of them really stands-out and the title is 'Alone'
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The sun is beginning to rise, He confessed what his motives and origins. He told her that he is the a demon and also was just playing with her. But everyday he fall for her instead of the other way around. The tears sets the theme, inch by inch his body begins to glow and his Jade horns and tails becomes to be exposed. Slowly, he felt like the wind is taking him away, his feet starts to fade. He arms become so cold, his lips begin to chapped and his face starts to pale. His tears fall only from his right eye because the left one had already faded. He smiles and combs her silky hair behind her ears, he wiped away her tears. And lastly he gave her a kiss right before he was taken.
