"I didn't grow up in here. I was born before this place was built. You do not even know about me past what people say, do not assume. I've seen and created horrors beyond your imagination," Razor commented as he took a bite of food. He was no child. Yes he stayed in the fortress now, but the outside world had grown dull to him. It wasn't fear that kept him in here. It was fear that would keep her in here. He knew what the horrors were out there because he had made quite a few of them himself.
Razor sighed. "Look this home was built during my lifetime, but before. I use to live in the open with my mother and sister until we made this place our home. We knew pain... We were monsters and hunted and some thought we were not fit to lead because of what we were. Royal demons came from royal angels. That meant we were traitors right? We had to fight for everything we got blood and sweat."
Razor sighed. "Look this home was built during my lifetime, but before. I use to live in the open with my mother and sister until we made this place our home. We knew pain... We were monsters and hunted and some thought we were not fit to lead because of what we were. Royal demons came from royal angels. That meant we were traitors right? We had to fight for everything we got blood and sweat."
