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The Last Demon Slayer

A loud banging sound could be heard from the trunk of an old car that was parked inside an abandoned warehouse. The inhumane rocking of the car was accompanied by a muffled scream. "Shhh... Be quiet..." One said as she slowly opened the trunk and pulled the poor lady out from it. The two suspicious characters that were wearing clown masks tied the poor lady in the middle of the floor where a big pentagram was scribbled. "MSHGGSKKSSSSH!!!!" The poor lady made a desperate attempt to scream but it was to no avail. One of her assailants had the heart to remove her gag but the first thing that she asked as soon as it was removed was, "Is this a prank??? I know it was you, Cassie. That shirt is mine." As soon as she heard her name, Cassie removed her mask. "Ana, don't panic. We will just exorcise you, okay? Calm down. After all of this is done, we could just all pretend that none of this ever happened in the first place." "What?!!!!!! You're crazy, Cassie!" "NO! Look, you tried to strangle me with a belt last night. But don't worry because I don't blame you for that. You were possessed and right now we will exorcise that demon out from your body." "No-----mmmpphhhh" Before the lady named Ana could even speak another word of protest, Cassie already gagged her again with that same piece of cloth that they used before. "So what are we gonna do next?" "You have to pee on her?" "No way! I would never pee on my best friend! Jared, that's insane!" "Then let us just all forget about this whole exorcism thing then because it was clearly written here. Instruction No.1. You have to mark the subject with your own scent." ANA: ____(O_O')_____ CASSIE: ____(~_~")7_____ JARED: ____(--,)_____

WolfsBane · Fantasy
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Yours truly

Defying Reason

As it turned out, the demon skin was not only wary about what I could do to him. The other party was also sly enough to think about using Cassie as his hostage.

At least, this one knew how to use his brain.

That was rare considering that he belonged to the lowest level  of creatures.

It was not every day that I could get to see a demon skin like that guy.

He sure is cunning. I will give him that.

My lips could not help but reveal a smirk as soon as  theses thoughts came to me.

Apparently, the cunning demon in a denim jacket and corduroy pants has his knife pointed across the girl's neck and I could almost see its tip grazing the other party's skin.

Side note! I pity his bad taste in fashion.

But, at the same time, I knew damn well that regardless of  this guy's poor choice of clothing, it still would not change the fact that he shared the same vision as the other demon skins.