Losing everything I thought I once had
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WARNING: In this story, there may be some themes or slight mentions of rape and self-harm. If it triggers or causes problems for you, either don't read or read at your own discretion. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
Are you scared of demons? The scale-like wings, sharp horns, lashing tails? Perhaps it's the fact that they were once human?
I lived a "normal" life, thinking being human was different from me. I couldn't see myself being the same. Growing up, getting married, having kids, dying. The cycle continues every generation, doesn't it?
Cut to the present, my real mother finally made an appearance. She told me and my siblings that she needed some help. That the underground was filled with pain. That she needed the rest of the...family to help her.
We agreed. Not too long after she was murdered and everything was thrown into chaos. And somehow....I was the one in the middle of it all.
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