I am.

i know so, because i just became.

Language is weird.

i try to remember exactly what happened but it seems vague.

a sense of hate and jealousy is all i can feel and i let myself wallow in those feeling for a bit.

i open my eyes and take in the sight of the environment around me.

i am currently under a bridge on one its foundations in the middle of the river.

i look at the clear water running around it and see my reflection.

my body glimmers just like the water surface and my eyes glow in a dullish red, along with some vein like cracks along my arms and torso.

as i am looking down i notice a shadow go past me plunging into the water.

i jump right after it, grabbing the quickly sinking mass and chucking it onto the concrete platform.

It's a man, and he seems miserable.

I can see on his face that he is miserable.

I don't know how but i recognise what is wrong with him.

He has been drinking to try and run from the suffering he feels.

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He gives me a quick look before breaking down in tears.

- Why?

We both ask simultaneously.

I stay silent as he looks at me in confusion.

- Why did you save me, why didn't you let me die!

He asks tears streaming down his face mixing with the water dripping from his hair.

-i want you.

… He hesitates for a bit almost grinning before turning into a face of rage.

- Sorry, but i don't swing that way… or at the very least not towards, whatever you are.

I grumble a bit shoving a finger into his chest.

- Not “you”, your body “you”, i want a human body.

He turns weary, looking at me once more, something he had been avoiding for a while.

- And why would i make a deal with a literal demon?

- You seem pretty desperate since you just tried to commit suicide. Or i could simply kill you and take your body, you WERE about to throw it out anyway. Sooooo…

He choked in amuseme… no he had just inhaled some water, nevermind.

- You know what?!

He says making a slight pause to catch his breath and cough some more water.

- Fuck it you are right, just make sure you make a better use of my life than i.

We both lose ourselves laughing at his stupid comment.

As he laughs i jam my fingers in between his ribs piercing into one of the major veins, where i start pumping my “blood” into

My body deflates and loses its red color as it falls to the ground with a dry thud, and starts crumbling to dust.

All before he had even been able to scream from the pain.

He yells a bit and tries to clutch his clothes in panic.

He calms himself down once he notices nothing wrong with his chest, turning instead to my crumpled body.

- What now?

He asked, not to me but to the world itself.

-now we start by improving your life and subsequently mine.

I said right into his mind.