A young demoness of 8: “Papa, when will I be able to see through a human’s eyes?”
“When you are old enough.” The father answered.
“But Papa-“ the young demoness complained.
“My child, possession isn’t everything.” The father explained.
“I know, but-“ the young demoness confirmed.
“My child, even if you were to possess anyone yet alone a human, what would you do then?” the father asked.
“I would…”
(2 years later)
Goblin: “Mah! That was scary!”
Orc: “Nerve wrecking indeed. How long have you been practicing this?”
A young demoness of 10: “Ever since I was 8, Papa has been showing me the ropes to basic demonic possession.”
Goblin: “He has…”
A young demoness of 10: “Yep. He started me on some swines, then wolves, then-“
Orc: “Have you ever possessed a homosapient yet?”
A young demoness of 10: “No-“
Goblin: “Oh, us lower intelligence nonhuman life forms are next, aren’t we.”
“Please don-“ the young demoness of 10 implored.
Goblin: “It’s alright. Your father must have a good reason for testing his youngest daughter’s abilities on his fellow villagers.”
Orc: “No biggie”
(2 years later)
A 12 year old demoness: “Papa! Noooooo! Don’t lea-“
The father: “ugh!”
A monster slayer: “Ladies, we are almost done with cleansing this purge of demons! But we must not be too hasty and lower our guards. We men shall block off their paths while you ladies may flush them out.”
A hunter: “To those who bring back a demon’s scalp, 450 Troy grams of silver will be issued ."
A pious nun in the crowd: “May the Lord pass judgment on this sinful city of demons and abominations.”
A faithful man: “The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul. He guides me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.”
A pious nun in the crowd: “Look! Even the demons believe and tremble.”
A 12 year old demoness: “Wrfgh nrf frf ewrn-euuuwrn-“
A pious nun in the crowd: “Resist the devil and he will flee from you. Be miserable and mourn, let your /euphoria transmute to threnody, jubilation/ to dolor.”
A 12 year old demoness: “/YOU killed my father! YOU-you/… How could anyone find great pleasure in the suffering of others? What did-”
A faithful man: “Fallen! Fallen is Babylon the not-so Great! She has become a dwelling place for demons and a haunt for every impure spirit.”
A pious nun in the crowd: “In one hour your doom has come!”
A 12 year old demoness: “How dare you accuse me of being a whore! I am most certainly not…Feel the wrath…of a demoness warrior…as I end your pitiful breaths!!!”
A hunter: “ugh!”
A pious nun: “ugh!”
A faithful man: “ugh!”
A monster slayer: “So you would dare raise a hand to rebel against your just? Begone foul beasts!”
(24 minutes later)
A 12 year old demoness: “Gone. All gone. But wait! Why am I still alive? That monster used HOLY Water on me. In all due respe-! Flames! From my own fingertips? I-I see. So that’s why. Well it looks like no one’s here anymore. Nrrrfgh! I hate “monster” slayers! I HATE THEM ALL!!! Oh when I- … Wait! Why did my flames just died out? And since when did I gain the ability to control fire? I… must go on.”
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