They were the only demons he ever trusted.
The only ones who could see him for who he was, and have the ability to see right through him..
He wished those moments of laughter lasted, those tugging emotions slowly seething into his own heart.
But she changed.
He changed.
And so did the angel everyone loved...
He didn't show emotions, he didn't show his forgotten personality.
She didn't show him, himself emotions, she didn't show her forgotten personality, instead, it morphed into a monstrosity anyone thought they could have fixed.
But that didn't happen.
He changed, changed, changed. He was never himself again. Hair only showing a rich grey now, and silence..
Will he let go...? Will he give up...? Or will he still love them, even though they hate him for no reason at this point...
Luciela, Ciel, that's all he could remember about them-and he was called Ain. But that changed after the incident even... Elsword flinches at, when brought up.
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Rarely, anyone reads stuff like that. So sorry for the caps.