Douma was your only son and had been a replica of you but with blond hair. You were born with black hair, and rainbow eyes. You never felt any type of emotions, and been a demon your whole life, and never planned on having him and getting pregnant. But instead you got knocked up forcefully. Then you had douma. Your treated him like a normal mother would but just more sweeter. You basically destroyed yourself for his sake.

Now he was a demon, and a grown man. You never talked to your own son, he was childish yet had no emotions but emptiness. Did he really get this from you..? All you felt was emptiness by the time you had him... so why would he be so... Empty...

You were currently doing something until you heard a voice behind you. It was Douma. He was holding a women's body he had killed and his had a large bite on the leg, and his simple smile and smiled at you.

"Want some?"

He asked with that smile... you felt nothing else... he was your son yet you felt nothing for your own bloodline and your own child.