Tamawarimono
(boon, gift)
They were back again.
In this dark place which held both their hells.
But in this pit of eternal darkness they were the only ones Lucifer decided deserved reprieve.
They came after him with their nails and their eyes.
The bringer of their salvation.
And part of the reason they were here.
They brought about their revenge with scratches, bites and hisses.
And gave him thanks with a part of their soul.
Then sent him off to Lucifer for divine vengeance.
A vengeance he failed to fulfill.
But he had another to think of beyond them.
He held boon to him before all others.
None entered that hell again, though dreams bring memories best left forgotten.
Especially when ones mind is crowded already.
They sat there waiting. Waiting for him to go and take their vengeance.
Their eyes narrowed as he shook his head once more.
Such a gift they had given him. Power to destroy their enslaver, their torturer. And yet he refuses. Even though the other he protects would be better off as well.
And they attacked.
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