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They were evil. Unholy. Foul. They terrified humankind.
Duskwalkers. To see one meant death was near. Not just for humans, but also the Demons, animals – everything. They were terrifyingly intelligent. They could speak, they could bargain, and they could destroy if their mood decided it.
I’m sure once I’m gone, they’ll burn this house down.
“I don’t know why the Demons didn’t eat me like the rest of my family. Just because I survived, does not mean that I am cursed or a bad omen.”
The only thing she could truly remember were the sounds of crunching bones, tearing skin, the slurping of mouths, and her family’s dying screams.
I lived for a reason. Perhaps I am actually a bringer of life and protection.”
I’m still not allowed to speak even if I am about to be sacrificed to the fucking devil.