Hello dears!
This is just a short poem like little ficlet. It was inspired by the (nightcored) song Demonheart (or She has a Demonheart), though I used barely any lyrics in this ficlet. This is also the first time I tried writing something without an idea in mind, starting with the song and then just writing. I admit I listened twice to the song though.
Also, I believe there's enough to give an idea of what is happening~
Demonheart
He is like a storm, rage vibrant.
He has a demonheart.
Battle rages; but he carries on.
Against creatures he uses all his powers.
Blood flows but he cannot afford to care.
He presses on, unwilling to let his loved ones die.
You triggered his true wrath,
Shake in front of the Maoh.
Mercy lost; anger is in every fibber of his being.
The storm ends, his fury only starts.
He has a demonheart, and it is fully awake.
Faster, stronger; more powers.
He won't accept anything else than victory.
Fear and awe mix. He does not care.
He cannot think anymore.
He won't stop until he sees threats no more.
He is a Mazoku, he has a demonheart.