My mother was the demon parent that I never knew, and my father was the human parent that I hated. I didn’t realize that I was demon-born untill my 13th birthday, uppon which day, I met my mother for the first time in my life.
She was beautiful. I couldn’t believe that I was awake untill I felt a surge of power run through the back of my heals and course through my body. It felt as though something was being put into my blood through huge holes in my heels, but yet didnt hurt… it was more of a sensation. Then she spoke…
She had the most disturbing voice that I have ever heard, but in a way it comforted me instead of distressing me. She told me of my bloodline and that I was not planned, but as the rituals went, I must be offered my full demonic powers on my birthday.
I was offered wings, horns, a demonic form, and my choice of “labels”. I chose a demonic form and my “label”. I became like my mother, a fire-cat demon. My mother’s aura is yellow, but mine is pink. (Aura’s are assigned my the color you most hate, thus mine is pink)i didnt want to have wings and horns, as i was planning on staying in this relm instead of returning to my mother’s relm with her (seeing sa she gave me a choice). I was then shown the relm of my birth through a port hole that my mother made appear in thin air.
{more of the recounting of my findings of my heratige comming soon}
