A/N: Spoilers for latest chapters.
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Anzu knows. Anzu knows how her mother screwed up the great demon Vivi's bloodline with human blood.
She knows that everyone in the manor at the top of the hill believe her and her brother to be miracles. To be able to touch living things! To age like a demon and to live like a demon but to touch a flower, how romantic!
But she and her brother know better than anyone why she and her brother are never allowed in the demon world. They can speak the coarse language and perform the necessary magic. They can read the runes, act with mindless cruelty, and fly with the best of them. And their eyes hurt in the bright light when they stay out too long. But Anzu knows that to go down into the demon world and interact with beings that are caught in an age that had passed long, long ago in the human world will kill her. The miasma won't hurt her. She knows that much. But the other demons and creatures would never take her into their folds. Their elaborate court structure and power system and bloodlines will forever be forbidden to her. A love so intense and so powerful—even more powerful than the darkest runes—had struck her mother and father. And thus the bloodline was sullied.
Here's something she'll never know because such a world as the demon world is will be like a door forever locked.