Thank you, Miyu 
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Muscles shifted and let the beast’s body drift forward with motion fluid in a manner similar to that of a mighty feline, arrogant and independent like few other creatures could ever hope to be. In the blurred vision furthest away from his pupil’s focus there were raging fires and burning souls. His rough yet silky ears turned in hopeful pursuit of the crackling from the nature force and the sound of a thousand tormented screams, but these seeings were not from this world. He felt the heat of the fatal flames reach out for his warmth absorbing fur and felt the cold of the dead forever burning in the agony they so foolishly had chosen in a time when they thought they knew what hell was like. They were doomed to scream until the very end, if there even existed one.
He wanted to watch the inferno and gloat in his father’s glory, but there was something else waiting for him at the end of this crumbling concrete road. A two legged creature was waiting for him, and the demon nearly took the time to wonder how the optime had found him. The two had never met, though had he dug into his host’s memories he would eventually have recognized this werewolf – dog would perhaps be more appropriate – as Jacquez Trouillefou, the foolish leader of Cour de Miracles. It was strange how the packs had managed not to crush together to turn their lives into blood and flesh and tragedy. He sadly regretted that he had failed to kill the child when the opportunity had been there. Death, however, was not always the way to go. Corruption and suffering were delicious tastes worth waiting for. The young child had wondered about death and he had wished for her to see. So few did – so few wished to. Perhaps that was why her heart continued to pulse with life.
Electric blue watched the creature blocking his desired path. The corner of the four legged creature’s lips curled slightly upwards as he considered this pleasant surprise of sorts, his eyes holding a slight glint of amusement. ”Who are you?” the cold, raspy voice of the mass murderer wondered, the sound of it as hollow as the beast’s blackened soul.
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