Princes of Afterlife

I didn't ask for this life. But more than anything, I didn't ask for this… Demon. The bane of my existence. Of course, I had tried to beat him into submission. To calm the raging need to constantly control me. I had tried it all. The only thing to work… to consume the essence of misery. To feed from the degenerate souls this city had to offer. So, I lived amongst the worst of the worst. A buffet of sinful mortals to appease the darkness inside me. That was… until there was light. A mortal so pure that her soul blinded me. I wanted to hate her. I wanted to break her. I wanted to consume her. But most of all… My demon wanted to claim her.