Devil

2

Begging.

When a person is fear of something, they tend to beg for forgiveness.

Seeing how an adult kneeling down in front of a kid on both knees while holding his hands together, it makes me understand that the more you gain, the more you have to lose.

He must have so much to lose, to be able to beg like that now.

"He can see you?"

I said while looking at the adult who are crying nonstop, babbling about things that I don't know at me.

"They see me through you."

"Is that why people keep saying that you possessed me?"

"Yes."

The guy is now looking at me in shock before tilting his head around in fear, as if looking for something.

"W-Who are you talking t-to?"

Blinking my eyes, I just look at him calmly.

"The devil."

I honestly said.

"But I did not possess you. I don't possess human."

"Is that so?"

The devil nodded lightly.

"Tell him,"

The devil's voice echoes beside my ear and I repeated after him.

"He wants me to tell you,"

And the guy let out a weak scream while hugging his head, falling back on his back with his lips shaking.

"What he did can never be forgiven."

"What you did can never be forgiven."

I just realise, our voices intercepted together as I speak now.

Is a mixture of deep and baby voice now.

Which makes it sound more scary.

"No matter what he did to repent,"

"No matter what you did to repent,"

My body starting moving on its own, which makes me look at the devil.

He was walking with his side facing the adult, so do I.

What I did is the same, is a copy of him.

And I swear that I did not want to do that, I think the devil is controlling my body now.

"And no matter how he tried to cover his bad deeds by doing good things,"

"And no matter how you tried to cover your bad deeds by doing good things,"

The devil then placed both of his hands together behind his back, gazing down at the guy with cold gaze.

"Nothing would change."

I repeat after him, again.

"Are you supposed to control my body?"

That's what I ask next, without his voice intercepting now.

"I did not control you. You followed what I did."

He explained while softening his gaze once his eyes fall on me.

"How did I do that?"

How did I follow his behavior so naturally?

"I had no idea, little girl. You are special."

He said.

A devil; once a righteous god, said I'm special.

Is that something I should be happy with?

"You are special enough to see me, unlike other kids."