[Sometimes that's what the devil is. It's just an inbound instinct and impulse to destroy and defile everything you saw, and that's what he would've done if what remained of his human heart didn't hold him back.
He waits. He can't sleep, not after this. He's still confused, wondering what it was that he said wrong.
When the communicator buzzes he almost doesn't want to look at it, but he does.
Now it's his time to not respond, digesting the turn in the conversation for several minutes and then, with a painstaking slow speed at first (but one that gradually increases as he continues), begins to peck out his response.]
that doesnt matter to me venus
you cried for me the first time you met me you're nice and kind and funny, you care about things and wanna try to make them better, however you can I dont really understand how exactly things are different but the demons I've seen aren't like that when they take a person over, all the good that person ever had is gone they do what they want and they don't care who they hurt. hell, most of em seem to love it and even when you really hope that there's something left in them that cares that's the way that you remember it there's not there wasn't anything left in my dad when I and after what he'd done
[The raw wound he keeps carefully out of his field of vision pulses painfully.]
you may be the devil or whatever but you're not like them I didn't know you before you were like this but it must've either kept you the way you were inside or just made you kinder but demons arent like that and that's what I am, or at least a part of me and you deserve to know exactly what that means too
draws my own knife and plunges it into this conversation
He waits. He can't sleep, not after this. He's still confused, wondering what it was that he said wrong.
When the communicator buzzes he almost doesn't want to look at it, but he does.
Now it's his time to not respond, digesting the turn in the conversation for several minutes and then, with a painstaking slow speed at first (but one that gradually increases as he continues), begins to peck out his response.]
that doesnt matter to me venus
you cried for me the first time you met me
you're nice and kind and funny, you care about things and wanna try to make them better, however you can
I dont really understand how exactly things are different but
the demons I've seen aren't like that
when they take a person over, all the good that person ever had is gone
they do what they want and they don't care who they hurt. hell, most of em seem to love it
and even when you
really hope that there's something left in them that cares
that's the way that you remember it
there's not
there wasn't anything left in my dad when I
and after what he'd done
[The raw wound he keeps carefully out of his field of vision pulses painfully.]
you may be the devil or whatever but you're not like them
I didn't know you before you were like this but it must've either kept you the way you were inside or just made you kinder
but demons arent like that
and that's what I am, or at least a part of me
and you deserve to know exactly what that means too