Demon (Diabolic lovers x reader) ■EDITING PHASE■

Prologue

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Y/n POV

Age 9:

I was currently sitting in the library Hiding from the nuns. It was a game we play, at least that's what I told myself to think it was. If I get caught then I would be punished and if it's anything like last time then definitely can't be caught. I poked my head out from behind a bookshelf to see if anyone has come inside. I watched as a blonde mop of hair moved toward my hiding spot with a flashlight in her right hand. Yui, 'Damn, she's getting too close I have to move or else she will tell the nuns where I am...' I thought as I frantically looked around for a different escape route. Stepping around the bookshelf trying to stay off of my heels slowly making my way past the bright pink girl.

I stopped when I felt a small hand land on top of my shoulder, slightly looked at the hand loosely gripping my shoulder. I could laugh if I knew I wasn't in deep trouble. Slowly, I got up from my crouched position and pushed the hand off of me. Rolling my eyes I spun myself around and sent a look to my sister. She was a natural blonde with blue eyes, if you wanted you could say she was the child of Barbie and a noodle. 'Now that I think about it she's more noodle than barbie- wait that's not the problem here!' "OhwouldyoulookatthatIfoundmywrench! Gotta go!" I rushed out of the library as fast as I could. Leaving Yui stuck in place. That didn't really go as planned but at least I'm free.

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Age 10:

Whip. Whip. Whip.

' I regret everything...I'm sorry uncle...I'm so fucking sorry'

"UNGRATEFUL BRAT!" For the last two years, I had been beaten by the nuns for a mistake that I hadn't made. But it's fine at least no one else would get hurt. I'm doing this for you, Yui.

She won't have to feel the pain. Maybe she should, she can know what it feels like. maybe she'd BEG for my help. She should repent. She should learn.

Age 12:

" Watch your words Y/n, they will kill"

My uncle told me this before he died. And now that I know what he means by that... I hope they do kill. I feel so sorry for what is to come. I can't help myself. I can't feel my arms anymore. I've written lines from the bible over a hundred times. Can't they find some form of humility? or are they not human? I stay close to corners and away from the eyes of the church like they want me to. I've become an expert at this. Practically a Pro at being a coward.

One day I'll build something with my own hands and that will be my ticket out of this place. I'll take over a business, or create my own! maybe I might make new friends, real ones that trust me completely and will love me! Is that too much to ask? I wish...

Age 16:

Somehow I'm starting to think that dreams are a waste of time. I mean Think about it this way I built my own tattoo machine with Seji's Writing ink...not that good of an idea but it worked! I made my own electronics which was a long and stressful time. Where did the motivation come from, well let's see...

I WANT OUT OF THIS HELL!? Check

I CAN'T STAND THE PAIN. Check

YUI EXIST!? Sadly, Check...

What more do you need for proof? I need to get out I'll do Anything to get out.

OKAYYYYY That is all for the prologue! Have a good day/night