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Adam furrowed his brow. âAre you saying you were immortal?â He asked, but he knew it was completely possible. After all the woman who turned him into a beast had been immortal. âWere you an enchantress?â He asked, thinking that could be the only explanation.
A free mealâŚdamn. He didnât like accepting help butâŚhe didnât make much money doing odd jobs, food had always just been ready for him, he never had to think about how much things costed. Here he was fending for himself, a rather rude awakening. âThanksâŚâ He said bashfully, too desperate not to accept the help. âIâm AdamâŚif those guys give you trouble let me know.â He said, not wanting to get involved, but also wanting to help this woman, as a sort of repayment for her kindness.
âI was, yeah.â She admitted with a slight smile. Maybe it was the one¡thing she missed from being a demon.¡âUh, in my previous life I was a witch, yeah. Powers given by a powerful demon. But I screwed her over and I died. And I came back as a demon. Hell powers, black eyes and all that gig. Iâm-.. Not, anymore, though.â She finally mumbled. She wanted to be human, it was the best thing in her opinion.¡âThanks, Adam. Youâre nicer than most of the guys Iâve met until now.â












