His Master, GoneHis Master, Gone3 years ago in Short Stories
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He turns away, averting his gaze from the scene of his own doing. Clenching his jaw he strides away only a few steps for that's all he could take before his own body gave in from under him. The demon collapses to the ground, his eyes staring at the ground intently as if it may give him an answer as to why.
His throat tightens with unshed tears as his chest slowly expels all feeling except that of remorse. His hands curl into fists as he crumples into the earth trying to hold back the tears, the truth. No, he will not cry, a single tear shall not pass his eyes for demons do not cry, do not love. Love
is that the feeling the boy left him with? This horrible invisible monster that's eating away at his sanity and all that he thought he knew?
No. He's a demon, he can't feel what humans do, that thing they call 'love.' He, Sebastian Michaelis, isn't allowed to love since he's never encountered it. Until now.
Glancing over his shoulder he spares his deceased one last look before the mise