𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓼

The Devil Of All People

Every day was hell for the poor soul, or at least it seemed to be. Everything seemed to be a illusion, a thought, a process, everything seemed to be going through hell. Which makes sense since 10 god damn commandments are loose. But let me go back, I'm too far ahead for you all to understand.

The Old Ages

Kaang is such an unusual word, it is a word that was made up in hesitation. Kaang is just a word.
But so is every other word.

Kaang again is a lovely creature, it is not good or bad nor neutral. It is just existing. As people seem to assume a kaang is an amazing thing of god, since it is basically the feeling of success.
But isn't the feeling of pleasure made by Satan himself?
Kaang is the feeling of acing a test, or being seduced by the perfect significant other. It is not bad, good, or neutral. Do you seem to understand now?

Good.

Now let's start with (Y/n)

God, we're they beautiful, a beauty in all lands. When angels and demons were in peace, when gods were in unity. It was such great days back then.

If only we could go back
Stop everything before it happened
Too late now to go back though

Sorry, I seem to be getting out of focus.

(Y/n) was a Kaang, a ordinary one, but strange to others.
They were obsessed with the thought of friendships.
Something to keep them stable.

What would keep them stable? Friends? Family? Or maybe even a lover?
They didn't seem to know, too excited to get to explore the idea.

(Y/n) would walk around for hours, as it turned to day, to weeks, to months, to years, and so on.
(Y/n) became tired, tired, exhausted, what other words goes with tired?
Moving on.
(Y/n) began to lose hope, what kind of torture method were they stuck in?
One that just kept repeating no matter how many directions they changed?

That was until

That accident.

Like any other day, (Y/n) were to walk in a new path. Studying the surroundings, as the fields were lonely. It seemed to relate, as they were to caress a tree before moving on. They never seemed to grow tired while walking, only bored. As it became close to noon, it was almost time for their daily supper.
The time when they'd give up.

Until

Unless they had paid attention
If only they were to watch

They fell

They fell, deep into the depths of hell
Not realistically
They just fell off a mountain
Not as bad, right?

Reminder, Kaangs cannot fly, or cannot do anything a human can't.
They are pretty much equal.
Except one sprouts off of love, and spreads the comfort.

They just kept falling, no stop, as time seemed to pause.
The world suddenly grew slow
And the falling seemed to stop

Is there arms gripping me right now?
What is this warmth?
Who is holding me?
Why did I stop falling?

Huh?

"Heh, make sure to watch where you're falling next time m'lady!"

Head whipping towards the man, eyes widened to saucers. We're they getting held by a person? A living being other than themself?

Who was this man?
Why did not save them?
How did they find him?
Is this a dream?

"...."

"Oh, I'm sorry! Rude of me not to introduce myself. My name is Meliodas! You can call me Meli"

And with a wink, that man seemed to change their world