Lore Spelled Backwards

Summary: It is widely known that demons don't exist. Hell is for the unholy, the sinned; Evil goes in, nothing comes out. Whoever said this has quite obviously never heard of Erol.

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A.N: I'm adding on to this fic because a) I'm sure I'm the only person who has noticed this, and I want to show off, and b) because I feel like it, so nyaah!

It is widely known that demons don't exist.

There are many monstrous beings in this world, from the varying species of the vile Metal Heads, to the ruthless, newly discovered Dark Makers. They, despite their ghastly appearance, are not beasts from the pits of Hell.

For one, no such beasts can escape the prison of the underworld, and try as they might, the sinners, which are elves, not demons, can't get out. The Great and Grand Precursors will quickly vanquish these unholy spirits, and since there are no demons, there is nothing to be worried of.

Demons don't exist.

Mortals do.

There is nothing more evil, and disgusting as watching children of our gods turn corrupted, shedding their innocent, sweet lives in search of war, and weapons, and pleasure. There is nothing more corrupted than these despicable elves, not even the bloodthirsty Metal Heads, as evil is in the eye of the trespasser.

Metal Heads cannot help being evil; they are born hideous, born to kill, to destroy, to live—but as monsters. Those damned elves, however, can, born to love everything, dying hating their Creators. The Dark Makers cannot help being evil either: In fact, they were once Holy, and their creations tainted them—again, and again, and again—until they could no longer resemble anything close to the holy gods they once were.

Demons are nothing but lore. They do not exist, but rather, they are mere stories, used to prevent further corruption of the Elvin population. For example, if you sin, you will become twisted and hideous, and so unrecognizable and ugly that Death Himself would not accept you into His calming embrace. If you kill, you will be thrown into the pits of Hell, forced into wandering the immortal plane in Eternal Anguish, furious burns horribly disfiguring your body. There is nothing more sacred to elves than beauty, and demons are not beautiful.

Then there's Erol.

Erol isn't lore; he breathes, he exists, he kills. In fact, Erol is the opposite of Lore: he's real, for one.

Some people are even foolish enough to call him a demon, though out of them all, he is most likely the most despicable of them all. Demons don't exist. They are lore. They are ugly, evil, sadistic, and overall unholy.

Demons don't exist.

But EROL is the opposite of LORE. He is real. He is sadistic, evil, but he is most certainly not ugly.

Demons don't exist, but we'll call Erol that until we can come up with something else.

So did you notice what I noticed?

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