A strange package had come to me from an unknown sender. Within it, to my astonishment, was the journal of my father. The bindings where of a worn brown leather and a broken spine. Opening it, many of the pages had fallen out.
My eyes swelled as I continued to read.
"Forgive me father, for I've become the 'demon' you feared the most."
A smirk came over my lips after a moment as I closed the spine of the book, placing it down on the desk. Without a second glance, I made my way over to the door, grabbing my heavy onyx cloak and walked out into the crisp night for a fresh bite to drink.
The book lay opened with many more pages to be read, what will it bring?
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