The Chosen Demon

by Sukila

Chara wasn't always a demon. They were made into one by mankind's foolishness. This is Chara's past from when they were chosen to bear the world's sins to when they fell. This is what drove them to attempt suicide, to cry, to hate, and to kill. This is what made Chara into the monster everyone fears. Editing to come!

1. Chapter 1

The Chosen Demon

(Based on a fan comic)

(Chara is only referred to as a she because the villager's needed to call her by a gender, not because Chara is a she (in this story Chara is both genders.))

(Original name is Cara (Care-a) and she changed it to Chara (Char-ra) since she couldn't remember her old one)

"Are you sure we have to do this?" The mother once again asked in her hysterical state.

"Yes! She was the one born with the red eyes and both genders!" A man replied with a voice of dominance, "She will bear our sins so that man-kind will be saved in the next life!"

"But she's only a child do we really..." The mother sighed as she looked at the new-born bundled in her arms knowing that her child could not escape their fate made her want to run, but she knew it would only make things worse, "Very well...take my child, Cara (Dear, beloved)." The mother handed her precious baby to the leader of the village and watched as he took Cara from her as she wept at the loss of her beloved little one.

She wanted more than anything to scream and shout. To beg him to return her innocent infant so she can them safe in her arms. Her heart broke as she watched him walk away, pounding her fists on the ground as tears ran down her face. Her pure, fault-less, little angel would be forced into a life of torment, taken 'care' of by another who would abuse and beat 'sin' into her beautiful child. They would hate them, the village would hate them, the world would hate them; she could do nothing to stop it.

The mother knew that she could not go on living, watching her innocent youth being tormented for being born with two genders and the red eyes she gave them. And so she, with a prayer to any higher power that would listen to not reincarnate her, slowly pulled herself up from the wooden floors of her home, her once white dress coated in the dried blood of Cara's birth, (which occurred mere hours ago) and she, struggling on shaking legs, made her way to the kitchen.

She pulled out a knife and the young woman who was once a mother...took her own life, the knife embedding itself in her soul, as her heart was already too torn apart to be broken once more...