[M] Until Silence Is Broken

"Maybe through slaughter and fear," he said smiling softly, somewhat with sadness. He hated it, but it for the most part was true. Demons were often against each other just as much as angels. Neither side was one unit. Each had their own civil issues as well as the conflict of the everlasting war. He hated it... It was like he never got to rest, and in turn it had made him into what he was.


His amber eyes went distant... Those were much darker times after she died. It was what had led him to turn his first son into a monster. Something to protect him, his home... his people and those he cared for. Never would his child know the pain that it could have before of death. Never would it die, grow old, or want things most adults do. Stuck forever as that five year old. Even if he could take his adult form, his mind always remained as that of a child. It was pure raw emotions that helped to fuel his power and strength of darkness. Those untamed and powerful emotions that charged the deadly reaper. "I don't think...anyone.. Not even an Oracle could change us now. We're too divided. We got too much freedom in us. All we can do now is survive."

A blink. "Enough of that though. Why don't you go get ready and you and I and our guest can all have dinner together? I'll make sure you get a proper dessert then too."