I've been in this hell for days now and with each passing day I feel my Aura weaken while burns begin to appear in some areas of my body, I also feel my hunger growing more and more to the point that no matter how many Demons I'm eating now, it's never enough.
The longer I stay in this place I feel the worst parts of me reveal themselves more, I never denied these parts of myself knowing I was far from the innocent man who died in a hospital bed, but I also don't want to be a monster thirsty only for blood, if I didn't have such great control over my emotions and a strong will, now I would be acting like all these Demons that I have been killing.
"So you're not dead?" (I)
"No, we are reborn as full Demons, we give ourselves over to the darker side of our Souls, corrupting our own Souls to live."
