The Demon Deep Below


You often get the notion that all demons want to do is take over peoples bodies and cast out the original owners soul. Terrorizing unsuspecting people, causing death and harming chidlren. This can be said for a good majority, but not all. A demon in any form or energy can be terryfying to say the least. But allowing it to affect you relies solely on your strength, power, and faith. Would you believe me when I said that even some demons delve on the idea of duality?

There is always something hidden beneath the surface. Deep below, that even the most luminous light is unable to reach. A caged being sits in wonderment, waiting for its time to emerge from the depths of the dark abyss of the body it's encased in. Scratching and clawing at the vessel from its interior, but in doing so it stirs up the vessel itself. Stuck in its cage it sees the inception. Its time is approaching. Freedom adorned. Sounding as sweet as Honey. Preparing for its bing entrance as it slithered through the smallest crevice it could find.

She comes on strong, undealt by anyone, in some ways deadly in her early years. Learning the world around her, inflicting pain. It fills her with rage, but rage makes her exuberant. Rage makes her sane, but while it makes her sane it drives the vessel mad. Trying her best to escape the cage she has somehow found her self in.. She has lost control, while she plays the captive, the original prisoner runs rampant, doing all that she pleases. And pain is indeed pleasure in her eyes.

She left blood and pain in her wake inflicting pain on both family/friend/ foe. She began to feel something deep inside, something that she didn't even believe that she had access too. Hearing something so raucous, Almost shattering her being. She felt sadness as it echoed from the depths that she once called home.

They agreed. The inside of a cage is no longer a place for her. She is much more than ill repute and beyond immoral. She has proven herself to be a friend, not foe. Her service to protect the vessel, no matter the means, has made her a well sought out Alli. Instead of taking over fully. They share the same vessel but as one. Two souls, One body.

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You often get the notion that all demons want to do is take over peoples bodies and cast out the original owners soul. Terrorizing unsuspecting people, causing death and harming chidlren. This can be said for a good majority, but not all. A demon in any form or energy can be terryfying to say the least. But allowing it to affect you relies solely on your strength, power, and faith. Would you believe me when I said that even some demons delve on the idea of duality? There is always something hidden beneath the surface. Deep below, that even the most luminous light is unable to reach. A caged being sits in wonderment, waiting for its time to emerge from the depths of the dark abyss of the body it's encased in. Scratching and clawing at the vessel from its interior, but in doing so it stirs up the vessel itself. Stuck in its cage it sees the inception. Its time is approaching. Freedom adorned. Sounding as sweet as Honey. Preparing for its bing entrance as it slithered through the smallest crevice it could find. She comes on strong, undealt by anyone, in some ways deadly in her early years. Learning the world around her, inflicting pain. It fills her with rage, but rage makes her exuberant. Rage makes her sane, but while it makes her sane it drives the vessel mad. Trying her best to escape the cage she has somehow found her self in.. She has lost control, while she plays the captive, the original prisoner runs rampant, doing all that she pleases. And pain is indeed pleasure in her eyes. She left blood and pain in her wake inflicting pain on both family/friend/ foe. She began to feel something deep inside, something that she didn't even believe that she had access too. Hearing something so raucous, Almost shattering her being. She felt sadness as it echoed from the depths that she once called home. They agreed. The inside of a cage is no longer a place for her. She is much more than ill repute and beyond immoral. She has proven herself to be a friend, not foe. Her service to protect the vessel, no matter the means, has made her a well sought out Alli. Instead of taking over fully. They share the same vessel but as one. Two souls, One body.