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Mother of a Devil
I used to follow her around and ask her to retell the stories she told the day before, because her stories were that good.
She had always smiled, always listened, always cared, but…I never knew how much she struggled. I didn't know how hard it was for her to raise a devil.
To love a devil…a devil like me.
She was a strong fighter, and a good liar. She made it seem like I had a perfect life, like I was normal…she did give me a normal life, but it was not my real life.
My life is supposed to be hell; a devil like me does not belong in heaven…that is why the evil spirits took her away from me…I've never seen her face again.
He finally saw her, after long seven years of struggle, he met her.
But the evil spirits had taken over her. He had to fight her. He fought her, and he won.
She collapsed in his arms, and as he watched her closely, the evil spirits were leaving her body, fading away.
His heart started racing fast. He would live in heaven again. He would live in peace, his saviour was laying right here in his arms. She was finally back.
But she faded away, like the evil spirits, and she was also…gone.
His heart stopped for a moment. Sadness, anger, guilt, pain and shock, all clashed together, and he raged.
He screamed, the loudest he ever screamed, and his evil spirits came alive. Black wings spread, and the screams got louder.
He flew away, towards the moon. He pierced the clouds. He did not want to stop. He did not know where he was going but he knew he did not want to go back.
He flew higher, and higher, until he could not see anything but the darkness of the night. He wanted nothing but to get away.
Away from this nothingness.
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