I'm surprised that we hadn't gotten ambushed yet. Normally Bandits would be waiting for this type of carriage, I'm very skeptical of our journey so far. The carriage is going to be even more tricky getting out of Daragain. My family is going to be at a very high risk without me being in the back of the carriage, I'm just going to trust my party. They probably never saw a demon before. Their reactions were as expected from someone who had never encountered one, twleve hours went by. As the sun started to rise. So did the violence inside of Daragain, the violence is the most high during the day time. Especially between sunrise and noon. Once the sun falls all violence in Daragain disappears, once the carriage hit the path leading to Daragain. I decided to walk along side the carriage, scanning the area to make sure nothing is out of the ordinary. Walking along side of the carriage seeing nothing but graves that I had made offer the years. Thing about anyone of those could have been my family, I dropped to the back of the carriage. Climbed into the carriage where I saw my daughter talking about her dad. " My Daddy!, is awesome. He is so cool, no matter how long he is gone for I know that he will always come back. It's cool how he has so much Faith in Jesus Christ. I wish I could be more like him!". I entered the carriage. Walking to my family, placing my daughter in my lap. " Jesus Christ loves your sweetheart, he can forgive the wicked. It took me a long time for my to have this much Faith in him. While having this much Faith of course I had moments that questioned my faith. But I never failed to have belief in him. Don't look up to me for having more faith than you, have Faith like Job. Scratch that live your life like Jesus Christ did.". The carriage became silent again, was it because of something I had said. That doesn't bother me. I know that these people will always hate me, but I remember that they once hated Jesus Christ. Eten asked a very serious question, " how come they know about your faith?. Do they believe in the same religion as you do sir Jim?!, I've never heard of a demon praising Jesus Christ before. How can they read the Bible sir?!. Doesn't it cause then pain by just touching it.". These are very serious questions that she had asked me, it's very hard to explain to them about this matter. My wife speaks before I could explain it to them. " If your asking if we believe in Jesus Christ. The answer is yes, sometimes it does hurt praying to him. Seeing how we are demon's. We also know that he is a forgiving God, a just God. A God who can forgive any type of sin, the reason why I believe in Jesus Christ is cause of what he had done for me. When I was at my lowest he sent me someone to save me from that darkness, that someone even stood up against people who had the same beliefs as him. So I remember when I was fighting against the man who had saved me. He never showed any kind of hatred towards me, even when I bite him. Or punched him, he showered me with love. I saw this man reading a very old book that had been through as much as the reader. He was crying while reading this book, so one day while he was sleeping I decided to go through his bag. When I found the book from witch he was reading from, a certain fear ran through my body. I've never felt this type of fear In my life before even when I saw my kind rape their own. Once I touch the book, yes it did burn me. I was still curious on why this strong man who had saved me from death, was crying as if he had lost a child. I couldn't understand the test when I first uncovered it. So I had to wait until he had woken up for him to translate it for me, well at least teach me his language. So that is what I had did. After I had learned his language, he had told me when I should start in the Bible. I thought I should start from the beginning, to get a better understanding of his religion. Which I was so wrong at the time. It took that man several years to teach me his language, but he never got frustrated or yell at me when I've failed. He always showed compassion for me. Once I've finally understood his language, on my eighteen birthday day he gave me a present. I wasn't sure what it was going to be. So I unravel the present, under the wrapping was a handmade Bible. It must have token him months to handwrite everything. Shortly after he gave me the handmade Bible, I've decided to read it for my own sake. To figure out why this man was crying that night. After reading the sections on which he had told me to read first which was. Matthew,Mark,Luke,John. After reading all of those that's when I began to cry as well, a perfect man was killed by the most brutal way. All cause he said that he was God, that he was God in the flesh. When I found about that part of his religion, I've decided to share that with my daughter. I didn't want to force it on her though. I remember the day when she asked her Daddy, why is he always crying when he kneels?. He response was very heartbreaking to hear. He said to our daughter which at the time was five years old. " Cause sweetheart!. The person who had created us cried, I am no better than that man!".