The story of a
Dæmøn
CHAPTER
1
prologue
‘Your enemy, the devil,walks around like a roaring lion, looking for any he may devour.’
Unknown
“She walked out, dressed completely in black, walking towards the nameless bridge as it started to rain. “Guess, the lord above really doesn’t like me, huh?” she murmured to no one in particular.
Halfway across the bridge she stopped in her tracks and where there was nothing before, there was suddenly a man. “Lucifer,” she said. That name alone, was enough to make everything go silent,” I thought you would send someone else. You don’t get your hands dirty.” Lucifer didn’t respond, a cruel, unfeeling smirk took place of the blank expression on his beautiful face.
“Goodbye Anne,” he laughed as Anne’s body fell to the ground with a sickening thud.
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