PREFACE
A silhouetted figure stood within the dark void he had often found himself in. Suspended by chains that wrapped around his bandaged wrists and booted feet.
His bare torso was laced with scar like markings as black as the shadows that surrounded him. His skin was the color of ash in its purest form, like a ghost that had long since died.
The figure rose its head up to the dim light that shined within the void and its soulless black eyes glared at its constant guest. A fair skinned boy in his late teens with dark brown spiked back hair stood in front of him. His oceanic eyes gazing down as he looked at his bandaged arms then to the demon's own. Both were very old and gray in color. And both were drenched in blood.
"What in the name of the force am I?" The boy asked to himself for which no one but the demon could hear or reply. Then suddenly the chains that restrained the demon were shattered and he rushed at the boy.
Grabbing him by the scruff of his neck and holding him tightly in his black clawed grip. The demon's black eyes narrowed as it rose it other clawed hand up to the boy's face. "WHAT AM I?" It roared in the boy's voice with unbridled fury and struck his claws down.