The devil, the hound and the thief

burning sensation drizzling down my throat like

ain," I sa

bottle only works when you don't end up dead. You've had too much," the bartender said. He was a young man, arou

ens of heavy drinkers come and go, however I could understand his sentiment. I kept

One more,

the almost empty bottle he held that held the label; Hit Me A

ecially love. I had deluded myself into thinking what I had would last forever.

e gouged out an Amphilias' friggin' heart out with my bare hands, been imprisoned in a Pseudo Hell, murdered my way

mile in the world, big almond apple green eyes, a high nose, light freckles o

nset at the beach, remnants of the waves washing our bare feet as we embrace and tell each other that some day we'll build

les and washing away my fatigue. Her kiss was almost ethereal, but sweet and refreshing t

he wa

, donning her dark blue jeans, pink crop and an unfamiliar jersey. The look in her ey

arted extending their task durations and cutting my remuneration, with th

ition part was real, but my blad

o talk to her. Day after day arriving home only to slump on

only wanted my company, which I couldn't give most of the time, a

ing about, coupled with the look in my eyes that I always accidentally brou

the eye, unafraid,

do whenever you can't be reached by phone or not at your house

ou everything of mine, there's nothing about me you don't know, no one that's a part of my

me, tried to reach out... but...here we are. It was all for nothing. I asked for closure but

eek and she quickly wiped it off with her sleeve. I could only

asn't

you, then share it with me! For the love of... Argh you did the same for me when my dad died, whe

nsides. I still persevered and tried to spill everything. Years of gore, murder, blood money, monsters, all appointed by sh*tty

said two words that would haunt my dreams for the next centur

bye,

ned ears recognizing the very rhythm

l in New Scott's second famous bar

and go berate someone or something to get my mind of

g a skimpy black skirt, purple sleeveless blouse and knee hi

ny other day but I simply ignored her, already disgusted b

y a tattoo like black imitation showing on my skin.

Moli

ntities and have the ability to absorb them and their abilities

rk. Shady work, for money. Though it barely amounts to much wh

couples linking arms as they went home, some emitting a red lustful glow and the homeless sitting on public benches, exuding a gray mist of

in total so far. Th

I walked down the road in a casual black shirt

ifferent varieties, most closed for the day, neon lig

feeling hollow and alon

visage.I thanked the spirits that I got to my room without an earful of her relentless lectures, opening the door to reveal a cramped room, with barely t

rom where I stood, worn out rust colored wallpaper vividly vivid

on the blankets. I had given up of finding a scuffle for the nigh

l the contents around it. From it a silhouette appeared, floating above i

?" I asked, with

re than that you're surrounded actually. Get your a*s to safety right now or you'll spend eternity dining with every monster you've ever killed, in

to the window only to notice a lite

my l