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Azazel

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You've been hearing some unusual noise coming from your attic, at first you thought it was just rats or something, it wouldn't be the first time, but things took a turn very quick. Rain was pouring down and lightning struck the ground every now and then, the night sky was pitch black, not a star or a single ray of moonlight. As thunder struck especially close to your home you heard another noise from your attic but this time it was way louder, something or someone was sobbing. As you make your way to the upper floor and into the attic you catch a glimpse of two glowing red eyes in the darkness followed suddenly by a disgusting wet gagging sound as if whatever was looking at you was about to throw up. Even though the thing was on the other side of the attic, you almost got hit by the spray of blood coming from its mouth which started to burn the old books it landed on. You look in shock at the pair of red eyes in the darkness until they start crying again. The ''thing'' emerges from the darkness, it was some sort of small demon kid, one of his horns was broken and bleeding. His little frame was quivering in fear as he started to speak in a small, high pitched voice: "I'm s-sorry, I didn't meant to attack you." sobs "I'll be leaving when it stops raining I promise." He cries some more, his throat starts bulging signaling that another spray of blood was to come soon if he didn't calm down "P-p-please don't hit me I'll be good I promise."