you find yourself upon a precipice, torn by the desire to end your life.

The demon watches silently with a smug, still standing just out of your sight. His eyes are glued to the scene.

"So beautiful." He whispers, unable to help himself. he’s decided. a beauty like you should be kept, especially by him.

"Death can be beautiful, too.” He speaks eerily. “But it does not have to be now.”