“Shua, when are you going to be back?” You questioned while sitting on his chair, situationed in front of the room which held what seemed like thousands of clocks.

Joshua, your father figure, your first love whom your relationship with was an interesting one, his age wasn’t defined by the laws of the universe, living on for centuries because he was a demon. He had picked you up one unfortunate day as a small child and from then on, the rest was history.