❝ KY’LAR, You fucking little bitch. You call yourself a Demon. YOUR A PATHETIC FUCKING CUNT!
❞ He HOWLED, that voice becoming deeper with each word that rolled from his tongue. , echoing around the small confined area. Lips peeing back into a grotesque snarl. The Dark One knew that Ky’lar had been going behind his back. Working for his own personal gain. There had to be punishment, but Satan was in no mood to deal with a backstabbing little bitch. He had summoned the demon before him, for other reasons. But he couldn’t help the reaction he spewed when he saw his face. But, he let that go, for the time being. He wanted to recruit the MONSTER to something that was surely going to be BENEATH HIM! But if The Devil got what he wanted. And This Bastard actually did right by all standards. Then he could very well reward the Male.
❝ As you can tell, I was raised from the Pits. This time around, this small town is going to be MINE. The Humans are falling, converting over, and renouncing that puking wind bag in the sky. The Undead are walking and We, FOR ONCE are winning. But, now I need all EVIL on deck to keep this in our favor. And your going to help. Cause if you don’t, I am going to personally have the Demon Gods drag your ass back to the pits and put you in the lowest level of Hell, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!!?
❞
this was the very reason he AVOIDED hell most days. the simple aspect of following rules WAS NOT what he enjoyed. he may have had a title, but he still would have THROWN IT ALL AWAY at the chance of getting to have a normal life with no MEMORY of what he’d gone through. it wouldn’t be pretty, it wouldn’t even be pain free, but it was what he WANTED when he had to deal with other others of his ‘kind’ ( even if the term was fairly general these days ).
“pass, ” he said, not even BOTHERING to care about the ramifications of his own actions. “ i don’t SERVE hell. ” he called himself a demon because it was what he WAS, but today was one of the RARE days that he didn’t CONSIDER himself one. no, this was one of the few days he FELT human – something that would FADE in time, but it was why he was going to RISK being dragged down to the pits of hell.
to have a MOMENT of peace was worth it – even in times like this. “ taking down a small TOWN is child’s play, ” he said bluntly. “ you can do much BETTER. ” a simply put assumption as the demon’s arms folded across his chest. “ now, unless you’re willing to DRAG me down yourself? we’re DONE here.”
Hellfirebound 