Chapter 2- "The Names Hailey..."

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“The names Hailey. Who are you?” she asked. Her tall and busty frame loomed over mine. She had the horns of a ram and her skin red but not red enough to be considered inhuman. After gathering my thoughts, I told my story on how I got here. Her eyes lit like christmas lights after I told her of my body twisting itself back together. “You know most people die from something like that, lemme see your sigil.” After seeing my confused look, she sighed and took off my shirt telling me that depending on where it is and how it looks determines how I can permanently lose my soul here.

After looking intensely all over my torso she concluded that it had to be on my lower half. She went for my pants and I instinctively jumped and yelled “I don’t consent!” Puzzled, she look at me and said “I’m already in hell...what’re they gon’ do? Throw me in super hell?” Before she was able to fully pull my pants down she saw the strange marking on the nape of neck, slightly hidden behind some of my hair. “So that's where the fucker was...” Hailey said under her breath. She allowed me to put back on all my clothes, which should have been a normal process, except Hailey was just staring intensely at me, more so my sigil, as she called it, than me. To break the awkwardness I was feeling I said, “What?” She replied “Your sigil...It reminds me of something...” After she took a moment to figure out what my sigil meant she just shrugged and said “...oh well...” We decided after the day I had, it was time for some shut eye. But I didn't where it would be safe to sleep, so Hailey, being the ironically “good” demon she was, decided to help me out and walked with me to the nearest inn. As we were walking we figured since it's gonna be awhile before we reached the inn so we decided start talking to understand each others situation a lot better.

Talking with Hailey revealed a few more characteristics about her such as her hair spikes up when talking of herself and she even decided to show me her sigil, located at her hip. She says she can't tell if she's a succubus or a regular demon because of all the town's she's been through no demon has seen quite a dilemma. “See the problem is...” she begins “that in order to be a demon of lust, your sigil must fall BELOW the waistline but mine falls on it...making me a one-of-a-kind demon.”

“Hey Hailey...” I said “how 'bout we...you know, stay together?” As she glances my way, I quickly followed up with, “ I mean you don't have to...it's just...you've been here a lot longer than I have and you might be able to help track down this ‘king of the woeful realm.’” Her seemingly relaxed face let loose a little smirk...

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 04, 2018 ⏰

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