What if one of hells most powerful psychotic demons escaped and started searching for a person who has lost his sanity so he could pass his pure power to them and found someone lying on the ground bloody? Well your about to find out.

It has been foretold that two deities will fight to determine the fate of our world. The first- Dark and evil, with one bright green 'septic' eye. The other -courageous, with a warrior's heart, and large magenta wings.

He's psychotic, mad in the head, and shivers at the sweet taste of flesh. All Jeff desired was the perfect kill. A victim to fight back, give him a challenge, and amuse his sick cravings. He found who he was looking for, but was she too feisty, even for his taste? Too accustomed to his being there? When Jeff realizes this, he doesn't know whether to end her or not. The option is tempting, but there's something deeper to this story. Something that prohibits his inner murderer from stabbing her lifeless. He begins to feel something sick, even sicker than all the blood shed and fear he's caused, the longer he's met with those green, nostalgic eyes. He begins to remember.