And now that no one remained alive, only nightmarish creature dwelled inside the mansion, cursed to live outside the normality that the humans loved to subside. Only Nelly, and the demon lurking in her mind, with the soul bend, exactly as her spine. Nothing could break, apart their spirits…not good, nor light could extinguish their feelings so dead inside. And only hatred could reign beside the rage and anger, slowly taking the pace of the kingdom, that was this place, for the grudges, that love their race, and the demons, coming out to play with the children, living in this space, to destroy them, and take away themselves to the outer…where nothing ever stays, and completely, change away this game. With Nelly standing atop the burning edges of, reality, slowly bending the pages of the formality and reconstructing, what is night and day, and building, another wave of veins, filled with nothing but hate. Because that was the human emotion they could believe, a single people's things, they could call harmony, because when the hate comes back for them, they are happy, because they could feel something, in their puny lives, only created to destroy and take away, the emotional cores of the living, that haven't harmed them…never, and bring them to annihilate all…why, aren't they clever? Oh yes they are. Cursing the homes of the fathers and mothers, so they could bring them bodies, which they could feed off from, and call it a misbehavior. When they can pillage all the remaining old villages and being fear in the villagers, who calmly live there in peace, and don't want anything…but still get dismissed, whatsoever. Leaving the demons still hungry for killing, innocent, screaming folk that run for they live, with none people, who can stand up to them and bring them a piece of their power…which they do not control…in the end…whatever. It has been like this, all the time, the moments, the days. Where the creatures would roam in this world, and defile it with their stench. Slowly bring it down and contort it, as it has been always, like this, for the old ones to remember. The humans should have been angry…they should blame, Nelly, the demon residing within her, for this sickening endeavor. However, the solid obliteration that has been casted to end this and dissever the humans and defeat them once for all. And that has only brought a darkness…none could ever wish to push away…ah…the…terror!
A Constellation, black, humid and defiled, brought upon to end and humanity and sever their lives forever.