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His head cocked to the side, an impossibly bright smile on his face, the demon spoke.
"You see, dying is easy. You just close your eyes and go to sleep. It doesn't hurt. Not really. And see, for me to become the head of my clan, that's kind of what you need to do."
"What if I don't?" I challenged, feeling a lot less brave than I sounded.
For a moment he stared, before giving over to uproarious laughter, his head thrown back, blonde hair falling away from his face. Holding one arm around his abdomen and regaining his composure, he clapped three times, suddenly doubling over as if he had just heard the funniest thing in his life. "Oh, Dagger. Everybody dies. You'll just need to do it now."
"Why?"
"You're an Indigo," he said simply, shrugging. "and because of that, you're invaluable to demons. If one of us ends up devouring you, we live forever. Your tie to the supernatural gives up power. Infinite life. It's kind of funny, since it's more of a nuisance to you than it is to me. You poor human."
The pang in my gut told me he was right. That all he needed to do is rip the heart out of my chest and wolf it down and boom! You've got Super Demon. Ew. Mentally shaking off that frightening image, I glared. "But demons already live forever."
A carefully penciled eyebrow, a short, severe, drawn line, raised up. The demon smirked, displaying dimples.
Only this guy could make the image of a cherub completely disturbing.
Running a hand through his hair, he looked at me, dark red eyes glimmering. "You did your homework. Sure, certain kinds of demons live forever. The Jikininki, except they're already dead. They live forever, eating dead bodies." He made a face and moved on. "The Raijuu. Nekomata. Bakeneko. Kitsune. Oni. Essentially, all of the Yokai. Then, there's the Kyuuketsuki. My kind," he added with a mischievous smile, giving me the benefit of a full view of his fangs. I cringed.
"This is all Japanese demonology though, which is more my forte. Your own spiritual beliefs and knowledge are most likely different than my own. But see, we can all be killed somehow. Expose me to fire or sunlight, stake me through the heart, lop off my head, I'll die. I'm pretty sure you're familiar with how to kill a vampire." An exaggerated wink. "But if I kill you, consume the thing that gives you life as we speak," he gestured toward my heart. "Then I'm truly immortal. Nothing can kill me. I'd rise in power and take over. So you'd be serving a good cause."
"But there is an alternative." More a question than a statement but whatever. He laughed again.
"I highly doubt you'll forfeit your power to become one of my kind. And my eternal consort. Though, Dagger, to be completely honest I would not object at all to the proposal."
I would. Immensely. I shuddered.
"Now, as amusing as all of this banter is, I really do need to kill you now. Nothing personal. You're just standing in my way."
He lunged.
Demonology tips:
Jikininki: Japanese demon spirits ("human-eating ghosts") who rise at night to devour the corpses of humans.
Raijuu:Thunder demons.
Nekomata: Supernatural cat demons with two tails.
Bakeneko: Similar to the Nekomata, just with one tail.
Kitsune: Fox demons.
Oni: Devil-like demon things.
Yokai: A generalized term used to broadly describe Japanese demons in their entirety.
Kyuuketsuki: Japanese word for "vampire."