"So... what are you? With those wings, I wouldn't want to forget my past. There beautiful." The little piggy touched my feathers on my wings of black and silver. Suddenly, and without even thinking about it everything came back to me. So did my breath, it gave me a breath of life, even though my job was to take the lives of these mortal pipsqueaks.
"Wow. What happened?...are you ok?!" The little piggy of a pipsqueak asked me while starring at me again. "Seriously stop the starring, it's so annoying. I've know you less than 10-15 minutes and I'm already annoyed by you... but anyway, I'm fine,...thanks. It's just... I don't know, your touch kind of jogged my memories back to me. I remember I'm meant to be in the underworld, or up here taking souls to give to the boss downstairs.".
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Devon's lost
FantastikI wrote this one for an assignment. The prompt was "something in an unexpected place" so... what's the most unexpected thing to do... it was to have a demon above Tartarus. This isn't a love story but I do want to add a couple extra chapters. (Idk...
