Demon Hell

"STOP CRYING ALREADY! Just shut up okay? " A voice echoed in the cave.

I screamed. Not really a scream since I still couldn't make a sound.

My first thought at that time was fuelled by anger: I CAN'T EVEN USE MY VOICE!

"Yea yea I know you're not even making any sound but think about the emotion hearers OKAY? Yea. I hear your emotions. Surprised?"

My feeling next was confusion. Who was this voice?

I felt something touch me. A cold hand. I flinched.

Fear engulfed me.

"Girl, what happened to you? Why do you stay here?" The voice asked.

Then I felt the hand touch my forehead. I moved away but according to my intuition, it had moved closer to me. The hand pressed against my fore head and I felt it enter my memories.

'You are no emotion hearer. You're a demon. '

The hand on my head was not hands but claws that scratched me and made me bleed. The voice was my voice. It copied my voice.

"Poor child. Your memories are depressing. Come with us child. Come to hell with us and let us train you. "

The voice was appealing to me and jumbled my brain. I lifted myself up. But that was not what I wanted. I wanted to run far, far away. Stay away from this beast.

But my body moved like I was a puppet being played by this demon.

He tug at my strings making me walk deeper into the cave.

I spent the next 10 years in hell. Training. But I wanted to leave. I yearned to see something more beautiful than these ugly black turd like demons. Some cultivating in my magic cured my voice tho.

The worst was the only food there was eating demons that betray the Demon King. And if there weren't any betrayers. A randomly selected demon would be food.

I couldn't believe demons we're like this, after all they're just corrupted human beings that wondered down into hell and turned into these things.

For some reason. I never transformed but the other demons thought u looked just like them.

I soon realised why. One day I was to kill a human being that entered into the depths of hell. He didn't transform so he had to be killed.

I was around the strongest 'demon' then.

I watched him kill demon by demon with his magic. He saw me. I wondered if he'll think I'm a demon.

He didn't.

"HEY GIRL WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE?! " As soon as he said that, whatever spell I casted vanish and immediately the demons saw me as a human.

"USE YOUR MAGIC! " He hollered.

I gulped. Although I was one of the strongest magic wielders in hell, pychic powers wasn't my strong point. I fought them directly and somehow I escape safely with the guy and sealed the demons with him.

But they were not the only demons. They were only the high-tier ones. The lower tiers were still roaming around listening to the orders of sound waves made by the Demon King.

I grew fame after sealing the cave but that was just seeking attention from Locksift Kingdom. I kinda regretted sealing those demons because after that I was continually harrased by Locksift Royal Family to go back.