Yo. Ifnie Dracon here.

This isnt a story about my life, in this "chapter".

Just about how I got here.

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Moonlight glistened on the wet, mossy cobblestone of the allyway street. A guy, about 18, stumbled into the alley.

"I'm here," he said, "I await your orders."

"Hmph." a gruff voice from the shadows spoke, "Well done. Go be the babysitter of a girl named Liris. After her parents leave, you gotta kill her. Word says she can control things with her mind. Can't let her run free now can we?"

"Yessir" the boy muttered, and ran out of the alley.

The next day, he rang the doorbell of the girl's home. Her parents answered.

"Ah yes, the new babysitter!" her mom exclaimed, "And dressed for the occasion I see?"

"I guess. I just wore some nice clothes over."

The boy, whom we can now call Illias, walked into the house. It was nicely furnished. Mostly everything was covered in plastic. Perfect.

"Well, we will be on our way." said the dad, "take care!"

Liris ran out from the kitchen,

"Hi mister!"

"Oh, hi there. You must be Liris. How old are you?"

"6."

"Ah, ok."

Illias pondered on the couch for awhile. He knew he had to kill the 6 year old. But he thought it would be easier. Once the clock struck 8. When he had to put the child to bed. Then he would do it.

The clock struck 8.

"Hey Lirisssss" he called.

"Yes?"

"Time for beddddd."

She ran up and into his arms. You could tell she was starting to like him, as a babysitter.

"Please dont leave Illias, I love you here." Liris sleeply muttered.

"I have to, I'm sorry"

He put in her bed and tucked her in.

"Good Night." He whispered.

Illias grabbed a knife from the kitchen, and went into the girls room. He held the knife over her quiet body. He dropped the knife. Her parents came come just then and rushed into the room.

"Illias, what are you doing!?" the mother asked.

"I...I dont know, ma'am."

"Go put that knife back. Now."

He grabbed the knife and placed it at the mothers throat.

"No."

And he dragged the blade across the womans throat. He sank deeper into her flesh as he prolonged her death. Her screams filled the room, then stopped.

He then threw the knife at the father, and took Liris with him.

"Dont worry, I wont leave you."

He went to the alley after that.

"Did you kill the girl?" a voice asked.

"No. I killed her parents though. It was fun."

"That's not good enough! That's not what I asked. Now you will suffer."

A mace was dragged out. Someone swug it. It hit the boy in the head and flung him across the room. His head was bleeding severly. He was surely dead.

"Well that takes care of it."

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So yeah. Thats basically how I got here. Now theres a bit more I need to explain.

1. I'm a demon. After I was killed, I awoke in darkness. It consumed me. Then I awoke again to find myself in a bright room that felt like the worst summer day that could burn your skin at the drop of a hat. I think it was hell, but I'm still not sure. They gave me my name, Ifnie Dracon, and told me I was a demon.

2. Demons are all different sorts of demons here. When bad people, like murders, are killed or die, they become a demon of their worst fears. I HATED the darkness. It freaked me out to no end. So, I became a demon made of shadows. I've seen demons of water, fire, airplanes (that one was weird), and all sorts of things. But I have no eyes. But I can see. I have no horns, yet, but when I'm really angry, I get inglulfed with blue flames.

There you go. Now, please, listen to a tale I was once told.