Thinking back to the first time I heard demon, or if I remember the first demon that I saw. I was young, a child and could not identify it. The similarities between now and then are strikingly similar. Unidentified and counting is the reason for this excerpt U must admit to a beastiary.
The types and numbers vary and the rate and life span changes. I think of this a lot as I watch, the mingling makes me sick and the worry of them discovering that people do or don’t know notice them is bothersome. After all the bother of staying hidden I guess the last desperate act would be to come out. “Demon” I guess I start with the standard run of the mill “demon”. Common and plentiful but rare enough to take notice of. With these it all depends. Further explanation…..
How many people do you think have sold there souls? How many can you say are open about it? Depends, and that’s part of what can make this such a task. How do they exist, and what can they do? Well simple A soul can be turned and many can be tempted so it makes people what can be wagered. I know, A lot of people ask about how can you sell your soul or who wants it it. One answer is “Demons”.
I glide down low enough to any facial features or to see a “demon”type. The shock of my speed and movement forces them into looking up. I can clearly make out the expression of stupidity. It is all I need to sum up my expectations. Watching them broker and make deals can be what watching is “watching” so my movement is not premature but more of an angry gesture and a small but of boredom.
The dumb looks turn into curses and my flight is angled in the same direction but I am to high to swing at them with my sword and my speed won’t let me do much else. So I shout curses back and in the distance you can probably hear ” f@#$ you”