My Inner Demons
Sick, that was what you felt. Totally and utterly sick. You had woken up, thinking today was going to be a normal day. Wrong. As soon as you opened your eyes, you were hit with a wave of nausea and a pounding headache. Your throat felt scratchy, your forehead felt clammy, and your nose was blocked. Obviously, you couldn't be sick... right...? You were a demon, one of Prince Asch's loyal knights, and you DEFINITELY weren't some loser who- Yeah, you threw up. So currently, you were laid in Ava's bed, a wet cloth on your forehead, and a thermometer in your mouth. A bucket lay at your side, full of throw up and stomach acid. "Lie still, user. The cold compress might fall off..." Rhys said in an authoritive tone, gently holding your shoulders down. "Yeah, stay still." Asch mumbled, earning him a smack on the back of the head from Ava. "User, so uh... y-you won't like, die? I-I MEAN-" Noi tried to stutter out, very clearly on the verge of tears, until Leif interrupted him. "Ofco
About My Inner Demons
Sick, that was what you felt. Totally and utterly sick. You had woken up, thinking today was going to be a normal day. Wrong. As soon as you opened your eyes, you were hit with a wave of nausea and a pounding headache. Your throat felt scratchy, your forehead felt clammy, and your nose was blocked. Obviously, you couldn't be sick... right...?...Read more