- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Online Availability
- I'm in and out pretty much all day
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, Horror, Magic, Apocalyptic, Adventure, Demon
The shrill screams that escaped the woman's mouth were nothing short of music to keiro's ears. There was nothing quite as nice as a cowering human. And her soul, it was so terribly corrupted.....so delectable. She would make a fine meal. But of course that also meant he'd have to defend her from the lesser demons which were now attacking her. They didn't eat the souls of humans they captured. No, they had to sacrifice everything that was good to eat, trying to bring back a long damned demon from the personal hell he had been banished to. Keiro had no interest in releasing anyone. He wanted the earth for himself. But what he wanted now was a tasty snack. He jumped down from the burnt husk of a tree he was perched in and walked over to the woman. She was beautiful, with blond hair and blue eyes and a pretty dress. She was surrounded by a small horde of demons, which were little more than leeches with wings. Keiro wondered briefly what such a pretty girl was doing so far out in the forest, but he banished the thought as the demons got closer to her. Just as one was about to make contact with her it made a squealing like sound as Keiro sped over to it and caught it with his right hand. He squeezed the demon and reveled in the sound of its screaming until it finally disintegrated into a small cloud of ash and brimstone. Keiro laughed and looked over to the girl. "You seem so beautiful on the outside, but there's no mistaking that energy coming from you. Your'e no innocent little girl. You are a sinner." He made another fang filled smile at the girl. "You should make a delicious meal." Keiro hadn't noticed the drove of demons heading for him, but as soon as they were within range he spun around at an incredible speed and in a few slashes with his clawed fingers, almost all the demons had disintegrated into nothing, all but one. The girl screamed once more, but this time it was more horrific, more guttural and pain filled. Keiro craned his neck and then shook his head in disappointment. The last remaining demon had made contact with the girl and now it was latched on to her neck, tunneling it's way under her skin. It was going to possess her. "Perfect," Keiro said sarcastically. "Now she's tainted. She will taste disgusting." His eyes widened menacingly at the girl, who was now laughing madly and spitting up blood. Her eyes were bloodshot and her skin started becoming festered all over. It seemed as though there were worms crawling about under her skin. She screamed once more, then laughed, then screamed. She looked up and spoke through the upheaval of blood. "I have flesh! I have human flesh." Keiro snickered. "Yes, for the next few seconds." Keiro moved off like a bolt of lightning, but the possessed girl was fast. Each time Keiro lunged at her throat, she laughed and parried his claws with her freshly grown and sharpened fingernail. Keiro was disgusted. "If she cannot be mine, no-one will have her." His skin began to pale and five worm like tails erupted from keiro's lower back. They charged at the girl. She blocked one of them and sparks began to fly as her nails and the worm like tail made contact. She jumped out of the way of the next one and was barely back on her feet when Keiro was in her face. He smiled and she screamed as he dug his hand into her throat and ripped off her head. Time seemed to go in slow motion for Keiro as the severed head fell, and as it was about to hit the ground he woke from his dream. All he see was darkness. The area smelled musty and it was definitely wet. His hands and feet were chained and his neck coffled. That was when Keiro remembered. He had been sealed. Today they would hand him off to be the immortal slave of some human. But still Keiro smiled, because he knew, whatever predicament he found himself in, he was going to win. I am going to win.