Smack— Your head bashed against the concrete of the temple. It was scorching hot to the skin, and the familiar color red & orange like fire beknownst to your eyes. A tail curled around your leg, your eyes following the limb. You have a tail now. Horns sprout from your head. Small wings peeking from your back..
God sent you to hell.
“The holiest sends us another female?” A darkened voice rung out from a single throne, three thrones lined across the wall. “Calm yourself, Razuth.” A second demon spoke, One by the name of Tarzak. His brows furrowing on his dark skin. His tail swishing and kicking behind him. The other demon, the last one, Xazrul, just grinning ear to ear at the spoken bicker between his eldest brothers.
All eyes then moved back to you. “She doesn’t look of sin.” Xazrul then chirped, the sound low & sinister. “Uncorrupted.” He then said, letting his grin widen, as he looked to his two brothers.
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