10-08-2009, 08:19 PM
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He smiled at her, absolutely pleased with the nature she was already showing to possess. He tool would not be wasted in her hands, and any havoc inflicted on the world would please the sinister beast. “Good,” he said, one hand lifting to gently brush against her cheek. Already, he longed to observe this girl’s progress, watching her grow and mature into a demon worth notice. Soon, the world would erupt into hellfire and Samael would be dragged back home, fated to burn eternally in a lake of sulphur and flame. But until then he would rip and tear at anything within his sight, destroying everything in reach. He wasn’t going down alone, and this little girl would potentially prove a suitable tool in his decimation. “Practice well, my dear,” he continued, vision filled with bloodlust. He turned away, allowing her to finish what she’d entered the building to do in the first place and letting himself out back into the street beyond. |