As life continues to drag on, I am unable to move along with it. I am stuck, as if I were frozen, unable to age, unable to enjoy growing old with friends...family. As a Demon, this is my curse. I take souls of those humans who are willing to gamble theirs away. I make my contract with roses, the most beautiful of flowers. They add a drop of their blood and I add a drop of mine, when their request is fulfilled the rose turns pitch black to symbolize that the contract has ended. As the centuries go on the souls seem to be loosing their pureness, when a soul leaves the body it gathers every ounce of pureness that human had possessed, it just goes to show that the world is becoming cruel and there is nothing we can do to stop it, only the end will end it all.
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Story by me
Profile Coding / Design by scotlette
Art by Deerest
Background from The Pattern Library by Claudio Guglieri
Flower Vector from [CG Textures]