Crimson Lust

"You know sometimes, the idea of owning a small little shop, selling tea and munchkins just like this one still pops into my mind...with mama and pa..." The Beautiful Demon swiftly slammed the her tea against the table, as the old wounds began to open. She glanced left, then right to see if anyone was watching.

"Are you not happy with what you are doing now; Head of a cult, punishing those who have no right to kill." whispered the red-haired spirit, who was once known by the name of Jashin."I fear you have strayed too far away from your path. Maybe you should see what really happened during those times." Suddenly memories of her abusive parents came flowing in. Being ignored, punished for things she could not control, things no child should have to go through.

A vein appeared on her temple, as her heel began to slowly raise, then tapped the ground rapidly. Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap The sound would becoming increasing louder, as her breathe became faster and deeper.