There're six days; six days to find out that my nearly-immortal life is nothing compared to them. Precious, six days before I decide to discard my pride, just to get another one called 'love'. Six days left and I just enjoy them.
I'm Xirasti a pure demon that lives in hell. When I was a child on accident I found an angel trapped in the bottom of a cavern. From the first moment I saw him he was mystical and enchanting. As I grew older he became beautiful and had me enraptured. Then I set him free. Things did not go as expected.
What I do know is:
I almost died for him.
I burned for him.
I bled for him.
I sacrificed for him.
I deceived for him.
I stole for him.
I longed for him.
Then once he is free I do them all over again and again. Because Sam, I'd follow him anywhere. What better reason is there to sacrifice yourself for someone other than love?