The more I read from the book, the more I realised my own origin and how I came to be the person I came to be, overtime i noticed that my memory of my human life was slowly diminishing with each passing day, coming closer to losing my humanity, having forgot about my old life but the good memories of my sister kept me from losing it all. Smiling to myself. I still dont regret my decision as I did this to make the rest of my sisters life worth while she was too young to die and I was in a state of mind where I would do anything to save my sister leading me into temptation by Azazel.
I really hope there was a way to go back in time and take back the mistakes that i have made or pray to god for forgiveness for my sins. but who am I kidding god wont forgive me now, I dont belong in heaven with my sister, I gave into temptation without thinking about the consequences afterwards. I cant hardly recognise myself any more not even my own soul isn't pure any more just corrupt from years of torture have broke my spirit and mind.
I walk toward the mirror on the other side of the room as I stood there and stared at my face still looking the same after a 100 years spent being tortured in hell. I blinked once more and my eyes came face to face with my true form within my human vessel which had changed slightly over the course of time being a demon.
My true form looked similar to a decomposing corpse, my face appeared skeletal, which lacked skin below showing blood stained decaying muscle underneath, my teeth were exposed along with the nasal cavity from where my nose used to be while the rest of my head and body still had skin. my skin was ashen and cracked. my black eyelids were sunk back and devoid of eyes thus making my eye sockets more prominent.
My hair didnt changed that much having only turned turned grey and was slightly dishevelled, I raised my hand towards my face and the reflection did the same but it felt different to how the reflection showed it seeing as his body was not his true form letting my arm fall to my side and lowering my head, clenching my fish as I was filled with pain, sorrow then eventually anger as I raised my fist as it collided with the mirror, shattering it to pieces upon contact as I looked up at my reflection once more through the shattered mirror.
I turned around and clicked my fingers, the mirror repaired itself and the cracks disappeared as I sat down on the bed as I inspected my bleeding hand which eventually healed from my injury one of the main problems with being in a vessel they are damaged to easily good thing im more durable and can heal my wounds unlike other demons.
''One day Christine, I will rejoin you, maybe just maybe that day will come after I kill the one who did this to us, you can count on that dear sister''