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I sat at home like usual, bored. Yeah. My daily life when I’m not killing demons or demon related things. I got so bored that I watched TV upside down, on the roof. So after a while I went to go toss a ball at a wall. That lasted like 10 seconds till I got bored and burned the ball. Older Sam and Amanda left to go get some things. Sam was still over at her house. Samuel was working. Dark Isaac like fell of the face of the universe. Dark Sam sent me a message not that long ago explaining where she was. The one thing I didn’t understand that much was the demon fight yesterday. *flashback* “You’re strong but you are the spawn of Satan and you did take him down alone. I’ll see you some time in the future.” *end flashback* what was that demon doing. He left mid fight. Life was at the bottom of the well. Hopeless. Not really surprising in this world. I mean I walked around town, tested new things for money, ate a huge lunch, I joined in a f
I always wondered about my human lifeI awoke in the middle of my drool. Half empty juggernog bottle beside me. I looked down and saw the blueprints I was working on. “Guess I drank too much.” I said holding the bottle in my hand then looking over to see 20 more empty bottles. “Way too much.” I said getting up to throw them out. On my way to throw them out I noticed somebody was in the bathroom taking a shower so I couldn’t brush my teeth. So I got outside and got rid of the bottles. I went back in and created the items for Sam so she could go home. I sighed after I made it. I don’t know if that sigh is because I’ll never see my family like Sam can and the others or because she’s leaving for a bit. I made a belt which shocks demons wherever they touch her to grab her and a necklace to hide her scent. It had a custom made deathbat on it which took me ten minutes to make. I was surprised since I only could work off a photo. Not like that was the first time I worked on something
I want to play a game
I want to play a game!
I awoke. I had been drinking my custom made Juggernog bottles ever since the Sams switched. I still had wounds from the fight with the hooded figure. The hooded figure that I saw the face of. I couldn’t get the face out of my head. Then again how hard is it to forget a face you see every day? Any ways, ever since I went to go save Samuel while he was in Samantha’s body I killed the demon who I failed to kill 2 times before which I wasn’t meant to kill, Amanda was. I got her promoted in her clan of demon hunters. I stayed hidden so they could never find me. Being the spawn of Satan makes you the most valuable and most wanted.... dead. Well Satan was most wanted until I killed him myself. I won’t ever forget that fight. I put what meant the most to me on the line, and that wasn’t my life. My life means nothing to me if the person, I mean, people who are close to me are at risk. I guess if you read the last 2 noted e
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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