Hah, like he knew me. I'm a demon, no know can read my mind. I grin to the guy who stands im front of me, 'Sure, I'll come.' Raven, the girl who isn't from the uk herself but has walked on the english part of the world for years, is a quite shy girl who's story becone on a cold sunday morning. " Everybody had two sides to them right? But what if we haven't. What if certain pepole are all good and certain pepole are all bad? These good pepole are called angels, for some reason humans seem to adore them. I dont get why you would leave the paradise if you have it so good up there. The others, the bad ones, are called demons, our master is for a good reason called the Devil. We are the one who kill, rape, seduce and make you agree to a deal with the Devil. " ○ side note this is my first story, it may be a tad slow or fast. Feel free to help me out ○
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