ky is a child. it doesn’t matter how many years he spends in hell (considering time moves differently there than on earth in most instances) or earth. he will still be technically ‘considered’ a child for a very long time. he just will never admit it to anyone.
❝ I am the architect of your ultimate fall. I am the null. The void. The Hell that hungers… and I’m going to tell you a secret… I’m going to tell you a secret about your life… about why you’ll never find true happiness… because you will always be missing something. Incomplete. Unfinished. And ultimately, no matter how hard you fight, which cause you choose, the battle will always end with your facing… emptiness. ❞
↳ indi | private | mephisto| 616 based | mutuals only | 18 + | penned by andre|
The reaper was sitting hunched forward in her chair, elbow resting on the table in front of her, her chin in her hand. “Do you think any kids playing around with a ouija board have actually accidentally summoned a demon?” She knew the stupid games kids played at slumber parties were mostly bullshit; but she couldn’t sleep the night before and ended up watching some ridiculous ghost hunting show. She figured, who better to ask?
“i’d say whoever answers those calls has to be bored of of their mind.” or quite possibly… a lower-level demon trying to get their kicks with some sort of mild amusement. not that ky had ever done something like that, but then again, he saw it as below him. more so than a simple deal made just so a kid can have a date for a insignificant dance. “more or less.” he gave a shrug. “any self-respecting demon wouldn’t do shit like that.”
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