Someone's POV
How many times for someone needs to suffer?
How many lives are still on stake?
How long does it takes to get this pain away?
How much do we need to pay the debt of our sins?
Is this what they called a bad karma?
The words from them is still clear like they only said it yesterday.
Burying those memories is like reaching the stars... impossible.
I never had second thoughts on my entire life. What I want is what I do and get.
Not until that fateful day.
For so long that all of those are now just remnants of the past. Yet their whisper still haunts me. Creeping me even from my dreams.
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"This is all your fault!"
"Why aren't you sad?! Are you that cold?!"
"Why are you acting like you didn't care about [***]!"
"Why do [*****] need to die?!"
"[*****] has nothing to do with this, then why?!"
"You should've saved [***] ! Why didn't you save [***]?!"
"You a**hole!"
"YOU'LL REGRET THIS!"
"DIE"
Huh..... If only dying is easy to do you know. It's not like I'll be lying as a corpse when someone cut my head off or stab me in the heart
After all......
I am a demon.
A Demon's Heart
Second Part
"Blemished Life"
~Soon to be Updated~