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Demon of greed
The creature Darwin released did not attack with claws or teeth. It attacked with want.It found its home in a man named Robert, a loan manager at a big bank. Robert already thought about money all day. He liked nice suits. He dreamed of a bigger house. The purple smoke, filled with those tiny red eyes, drifted into his office air vent. He breathed it in with a sigh about his low bonus.The change was slow. Greed is a quiet demon.By the next day, Robert wasn’t just thinking about money. He was hungry for it. It felt like a physical ache. He looked at his clients and didn’t see people. He saw wallets. He saw dollar signs where their eyes should be.He approved a bad loan for a sweet old lady, knowing she would lose her home. It made the hunger ease for a second. Then it came back, worse.That night, he walked home through the city’s old financial district. He passed a young couple counting their change for a coffee. Their small coins jingled. The sound was like a dinner bell to the th
Find Iden's grave
The air in Darwin’s lair was cold and still. It didn’t feel like a room in the modern world. It was a huge, dark space. It looked like an ancient throne room from a forgotten kingdom. Stone pillars rose into shadows. The floor was made of big, uneven slabs of rock.At the far end, on a raised platform, was a throne. It wasn’t a fancy chair. It was carved from a single piece of black stone, shiny like a beetle’s shell. Darwin wasn’t sitting on it. Not yet.He walked across the silent floor. His footsteps echoed. He stopped in front of a statue.The statue was taller than a man. It was made of the same black stone as the throne. It was shaped like a knight in old armor, but its face was a smooth, blank sheet. No eyes. No mouth. In its stone hands, it held a large, round bowl.Darwin reached out. He touched the statue’s arm. The stone was freezing.“Any time now,” he whispered. His voice was full of hungry excitement.He looked into the bowl the statue held. It wasn’t empty. Inside was a
Separate Iden from Leo
Leo stepped out. He held the locket up, the silver catching the moonlight. “Peter,” Leo said, loud and clear.The man’s head snapped up. His eyes were solid white.The man’s face twisted. It wasn’t his own face anymore. It was a mask of pain and hate. “That name,” the demon hissed through the man’s mouth. “She said that name when she left me!”“It’s over, Peter,” Chloe said, stepping out next to Leo. Her voice was calm but strong. “Grace is gone. The pain is old. You’re holding onto a ghost.”“She betrayed me!” the creature screamed. It took a step toward them, the man’s hands curling into claws.“And you became the betrayal,” Leo said. He didn’t move back. “You’re doing to others what was done to you. Doesn’t that feel hollow? Doesn’t that feel empty?”The creature stopped. For a second, the white eyes seemed to flicker. The man’s own confused, scared brown eyes showed through. Then the white flooded back. “It’s all I have! The rage is warm. The love was cold.”“It’s a lie,” Chloe sa
Act jealous
The hidden room under the mall felt different now. Before, it was a place of wonder. Now, it felt urgent. A tool for survival.They went straight to the red leather book about demons. They flipped through the pages. They were looking for something about white eyes. About violence between lovers.They found it. A section titled ‘The Heartsick.’ It described a demon born from a terrible, jealous love. A love that turned to hate at the moment of betrayal. If a person was filled with that rage at the exact moment of their death, their spirit could become a ‘Heartsick.’ It would seek out new people feeling that same jealous rage. It would enter them. It would feed on the feeling. And it would make them act it out. In the worst way possible.“A wronged lover,” Chloe read aloud. “Left for someone else. That’s what that couple was fighting about. She was breaking up with him.”“So the demon found him,” Leo said. “It found a man feeling exactly what it felt when it died. It jumped into him. An
A new demon
Leo was buttoning his shirt. He was getting ready to go out. He had that look on his face. The focused look. The one that meant he was thinking about prophecies and demons and the end of the world.Chloe came out of the bedroom. She saw him. She leaned against the doorframe. “Where are you going?” she asked.“The library,” he said. He didn’t look up. “The old one. The hidden one. I need to know more. I feel like we’re missing something big.”Chloe nodded. She understood. But she was also tired. Her soul felt heavy. “It’s the right thing to do,” she said softly. “But Leo… we’ve been so deep in this. This fighting. This running. We’re forgetting what normal feels like.”He finally looked at her.“Let’s use tonight,” she said. A small smile touched her lips. “Just tonight. Let’s not be ‘The Witnesses.’ Let’s just be Leo and Chloe. Let’s go see a movie. Eat bad popcorn. Be normal for two hours.”Leo looked at her. He saw the tired hope in her eyes. His own serious expression melted. He la
Demon of deceit 2
She opened it. Inside were drawings of creatures that could change their shape. Their true form was horrible—skin like clay, eyes without lids. The book called them ‘Doppelgangers’ but also ‘Clay-Faces’. They were not born. They were made. A demon was summoned and then bound into a form made of earth and dark magic. It could look like anyone, but it always had a flaw. A mark. A stiff movement. A smell of wet soil.“This is what he is,” Chloe said, showing Leo. “Darwin… or the thing using his name… it’s one of these. A shape-shifter demon.”They read more, their fingers racing over the pages. How to defeat it. The book said the demon was tied to its original clay form. To force it back to its true shape, you had to speak its ‘True Name’ and break the object that held a piece of that original clay.“How do we find its True Name?” Leo asked, frustrated.Chloe kept reading. “It says here… ‘The name is written on the vessel. Look upon the maker’s mark.’ The vessel must be the thing it came
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