Everything I became to love was wiped out in one eruption. All the dinosaurs dead, trees dead, water no longer flowed, lakes covered with obsidian from the lava. Nothing was left alive... except me, I was left to scour the world again with nothing left. I felt an everlasting cold in my heart as if it was struck by an ice shard. But I kept on hoping one day it would return, and sure enough it did.
My life as a immortal demon.
By waffleswriter
This is a semi-autobiography about a Japanese immortal Necromancer demon More