The thing about demons, is that they don’t want to help each other, keep them together for too long, and they’re like two cocks in a cage, like hamsters and the meat they crave, sure, we can grow to become friends, we can even become brothers, it would be the same for anyone, forged over a fire, but there are so many, I don’t know a lot of their names, so many are strangers, that swagger, that walk, get too close, and you're getting shot, so many are ballers, our pride, our egos, have all been built up, we really don’t want to take any shit from no one, at least I know to avoid the warriors of Zeus, it’s just a bad match, so many of them, their righteous anger, their lightning and thunder, I would be burned to the ground, and other demons are of no help, get in their way, and just the same, you’ll get shot down, I’m doomed to walk this path alone, me, my mark of Cain, and my father, and if I get too willful, say anything too blasphemous, I’m a demon, a fuck from the heavens await, so many contracts in the sand as well, things I would hate to break, it would cause me so much pain, I’m not greater than fate, I can only rely on myself, and my connection to the fae, connections, signals, wisdom, learned lessons, and magic, it’s what get’s me through the day, damn, will I ever escape this place?

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