I drew the cover btw~ ☺️ I decided to make a book on my demon, his name is Jinx Adramelech. I drew out stories of him over the years, and I chose to now make it into a little book. I'll include some of my drawings throughout the chapters
It's a rainy day, and I'm walking home from school, alone as usual. I don't really have that many friends that I talk to, and I'm alone at my home, since my parents both died a while ago. All I have is my little umbrella keeping me from the wetness of the rain. "Sigh.."
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As I'm walking, I hear a deep loud voice scream in the distance, "DAMN IT!" It yelled. I jumped in surprise at the voice. "What was that??" I say to myself. I look around, but I see nobody; just the lonely rain.. It sounded like it came from the alley.. I keep walking forward to where I heard the yell. I got nothing else to do, nobody waiting for me.
I just got this feeling deep inside me. I sensed something from the direction of the voice. "It feels like something is suffering..." I say quietly. I'm a very caring person, so whatever is not doing ok, I want to take care of it. No matter what it is. I get closer to the alley that's on my left, and I slowly turn my head towards the opening of the alleyway.
I grip my umbrella handle tightly, as I'm a little scared. I look and I see a man, on his hands and knees, soaking wet in the rain. He has this look of defeat on his face; his fist pounding into the ground. But when I look at his features more, that's not a man...
He has these black, demon looking wings on his back. He has no shirt and he's quite muscular. He has red shoulder length messy hair and red fur covering his lower half. He has black sharp claws, carving into the ground from him grazing it from anger. He looks injured, seeing as he has cuts on his chest and bandages covering his left forearm.
I stop my movements and just stare at him for a good minute, shock and a bit of fear in me. "That's not a human, is it..?" I think to myself. "He looks like he's in trouble though, so I have to help.." As I said, I help whatever looks like is in need of help. I take a deep breath and I start walking up to him, slowly and cautiously, of course.
I don't think he noticed me yet, since he's just staring at the ground. I'm now only about 3 feet away from him. I hold my umbrella above him to cover him from the soaking rain. Now he noticed me and he slowly looks up at me. He looks like he's been crying.. He has these glowing, golden soulless eyes, staring into my soul. It's kind of scary to look at.
"H-Hello.." I quietly say to him. He just looks at me.
