Narrative Essay On Flesh Demons

I was panting, really hard, from running for so long. And now there’s a strange blue and black-haired girl who is currently yelling at me, telling me that I should come with her, from the other side of the diner. I duck as someone throws a water jug at my face, most probably thinking that I’m a flesh demon. Which I am most definitely not. Seeing it unfit to fight back, because I was heavily outnumbered, I quickly pulled my black hoodie down onto my face and swung myself from underneath the table. Once I was out I quickly dusted myself off and started running down the street.

Hold on a second. You must be wondering what the heck is going on. Well, let me take you a few moments back.

I had just walked into Lou’s diner with my hood all the
To answer your first question, YOU ALREADY KNOW! It’s because you killed a demon with your bare hands despite being a regular human, second, legends believe that the spirit demons were humans that were so evil during their time that they didn’t get the chance of having flesh. Whereas, flesh demons are humans who have still yet to be corrupted by the dark evils of Hell. Although, flesh demons can also be the children of other flesh demons.” He responded the mood turned from ecstatic to darkish and mysterious. Now, that was a surprise, I never knew flesh demons could be born that way, or be off-springs of other flesh demons.
“Well,” I said. “That was nice knowing. I’m gonna go out for a while, I’ll back by midnight. Don’t you dare worry about be Tom!” I warned him. He gave me an amused expression and said: “Ok, take care of yourself and keep your hood up!” He said as I walked back into my room. I put on the same clothes I had on before and went out the door. The sky was slowly turning into a navy blue. As I was walking I realized that Tom never answered or ever told me who the Night’s quest leader was, and how I was able to kill a spirit demon by touching its body’s