Devils.
A very unoriginal title if anyone had to have an opinion on the same matter. The story told suggested her kind as such a rarity that no one bothered to reflect on a different name. This seemed simple enough. At least to the point where no questions were raised straight away. All Valissa had been able to do at this point was sit back and listen. The youthful young lady required no proof of these claims in history. Staring herself down in the mirror minutes ago served well enough. Those red and black eyes gazing right back. Hers were the gaze kids conjured up in their nightmares.
Yoshimura did not hold back on the details he held on the Devil's history. The ghoul's kind had been around far longer. It was known now that there could very well be a half and half too. Only one part would be ghoul while the other was human. This was either by chance of those two species mating, or by creation as she learned about Kaneki, but Devils were different.
A ways back into the past when Ghouls first emerged out into the public eye, they were feared by all. This was a proper reaction to the cannibalistic act they portrayed. People grew scared. Too frightened to leave their homes. All for good reason. It had taken some time but in due course to these murderous rampages, people fought back. They took to the streets armed with various points of weaponry. Ghouls would find this humorous, but even as they laughed to the face of these fights, some fell to the numbers. The human population outweighed the non. It had become a war, and some became obsessed with that strength they found.
Not even Yoshimura could answer with his wisdom as to why certain individuals took to consuming Ghoul remains. Referring to this as a bizarre choice only half explained the truth, but this is what started it all. After the first taste of their flesh, a human could begin to feel a certain strength running through their veins. Course this would only be a limited time offer. Once the high wore off, they would take in more. This continued on and on until this virus spread like a drug. People were now not bothering to hunt down Ghouls in the means of protection, but for the taste of their flesh between a burger bun or ground up to serve in a taco shell. The humans were creative with their feasts. They'd have that, but it was an outbreak almost as dangerous as the Black Plague. Perhaps worse, but as that disease was, this too had been brought under control by various tactics and soon enough, Devils had become something of a distant memory.
This was the case until the CCG received an anonymous tip.
This group, the Commission of Counter Ghoul, found a way to harness the power of these creatures and use it to fight against them. The same feud was going on for centuries until some Investigators were proven by experience alone that not all Ghouls were seeking to harm the population. Kept as more of a secret, only a few of the CCG members took it upon themselves to share information and team up with a team of Ghouls they could now refer to as allies. None of those in the higher seats of this company knew this, and they did not need to so long as these Ghouls of Anteiku did not harm any innocents.
A conversation between these two sets of beings stood for a total of fifteen minutes until one knew for a fact that an asylum just on the outside of town had been abandoned for a good number of years. Once the hint of a Devil's beehive held the possibility of truth due to this information, a battle plan was I the works.
Now Valissa sat before them as the soul they decided to save, and it appeared as though she was not the only one who did not have complete knowledge yet of her species. Every pair of eyes in the room gazed upon the Elder sharing this history. Even if some knew bits and pieces, none were aware to the whole story. Not as Yoshimura was. He had continued into the explanation behind why those in the past served to eliminate the existence of the Devil's.
These creatures could very easily blend in with the human populace. Since it was that they came into this world as a human being, their organs and such remained so. They were able to consume whatever they wished without having to throw it up later, and they could taste every flavor just as the chef intended. Blades could pierce their skin as easily as a hot knife through butter, but they would also heal within minutes. Despite the lack of control Valissa had over her eyes as of now, with time she could control that change and flash a pair of normal, human-like eyes. It was these abilities that helped them in blending into society. No Ghoul could hunt them down by sight or by scent. These plus the proven facts that because these people consumed so many types of Ghoul organs and flesh, they became the top dogs. Devils were stronger. One could take out an army of several Ghouls with ease.
None of this was completely difficult for Valissa to comprehend. A bit hard to take in, but with the life she served so far, this story was better than being trapped behind bars for the rest of her life. Yoshimura and the others about the room shared in questioning what purpose her existence had. Some offence could have been taken to this, but she had been wondering the very same. Why would a group of Ghouls be serving up bits of their slaughtered allies to her as a meal. Over her whole life, that is all she had to consume. The best answer was to assume these individuals were attempting the goal of an unstoppable army, but for what exactly? This was the question that none held an answer to.
All they knew as of right now happened to be simple facts that during their raid, they had not taken out all the high society members. Ghouls running around as well as Devils that were locked up had been taken out. Why she had been spared would be a question for another time. Valissa didn't really want to know seeing as that they were telling her all of this. It made these people no better than the rules of the prison holding her hostage. If Yoshimura asked her to join them, Valissa would have to refuse, but if she did… would they eliminate her too?