It was difficult at first, although it still was sometimes, a couple of months had passed and everything seemed to be going well, he still had difficulty getting used to some things, but nothing that he couldn't overcome with your help.

Idris was...something strange.

He was an adorable child, a poor innocent who had suffered from the evil and cruelty of human beings. And the worst thing was that his own family was responsible. He was traumatized, you had no doubt about that, but...

You had always thought that there was something more...that there were supernatural beings that humans couldn't see with the naked eye, but now that Idris came to your house...it was even more obvious.

It was probably because of the satanic rituals in which it was used. But you had noticed how he seemed to notice, even talking to things that weren't there, or that at least you didn't see.

It was...creepy, but you couldn't help but think that it was also an incredible ability.