Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160927005650/@comment-26517142-20161006123145

Jeiel: Thanks Doc. Will do.

The door closes and Jeiel is left in his guest room. "That's a father, alright. Making sure his daughters never get glimpsed at, even by a friend..."

Jeiel places his rucksack on an empty seat and starts to kneel by his bedside. "Sh*t.... it's happening..."

Crouching, Jeiel hurriedly removes his coat. Gazes at the blazing insignia of the Strider searing at his flesh. "WHy.... WHY are forcing me to gain demonic energy day by day?!"

=*PAIN*=

"I can't... I CAN'T DO IT..." Jeiel bites at his shirt. Trying to withstand the pain. "NOT the Paths.."

Jeiel...

"I know." He stares at the wall coldly.

"If I start.. I can never stop...."