_{it’s strange  really. once  he’d  hated the  thought  that he
belonged in  Hell yet now  he feels  a  sort of  comfort in it.
acceptance that  comes with  knowing  where his  place is
and that he fits in  there. he’s tried to  be part of the human
world, tried learning  about them and  understanding them.
when he was in  Hell he’s just  your average run of the mill
demon. lower  than that, thanks  to his bloodline. ❝I belong
there more than  anywhere else.❞ it’s  not an argument, he
was simply stating a fact. ❝I don’t have any memories worth
keeping; all I have is me.❞}

❝ then it wouldn’t be a shame if i simply…. took away all your
memories then? just think of how free you would be. ❞ his words
came out cool, but the meaning behind them was cruel. messing
with anyone’s memories were dangerous — even more so when
ky’lar would make sure the other would forever be his slave.
to say he might have been decent at one time would be the
truth, but ky’lar rarely didn’t get what he wanted these days, 

 ❝ i could make that happen. ❞