HD 2.0 Behind the Scenes Snippet
Yup, because I’m in the mood to get down and dirty about my characters outside the plotline, so... here’s another “behind the scenes” snippet.
This one’s for Demonic from HD 2.0...
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Everybody in hell knows who I am. To be fair, everybody in hell knows who everybody is. It’s not like your earth parties where you see people and meet people you’ve never met before. I mean yes, when a new soul comes through, that’s the case, but you quickly become acquainted.
So the fact that all of these souls, all of the demons, had no heart toward me and couldn’t be bothered to stand up to Satan for me... no wonder why I am such a mess, right?
I mean, I have gone my entire existence being bullied and belittled literally in front of parties of people, yet no one had the gall to say “shut up, Satan, for fuck’s sake.”
Well... except her. Well, okay Lilith would sometimes tell him to knock it off too, as would Clara but... she was different.
She made my heart throb in my chest... she made my tongue feel dry(er than normal). She... made my entire body hum. She was my heroine and I was her little... actually, I don’t know the term for it but a nonbinary damsel in distress, that was me.
And she would come to my rescue all the time. Not like Lilith who would only do it when she could be bothered to or Clara who would just roll her eyes til Satan took it too far.
No, Dana would shut him down all the time.
So when she left, my heart dropped. My soul felt like it was ripped away from me... and I’m unashamed to say that I cried for years over her.
And then I met her again. I saw her in person after years and years, even centuries apart... she was... well, a man. Because she’d possessed a man’s body but... it was her alright.
The thing is... she was... not like I’d remembered. She was crueler, cared less. I guess I’d blinded myself into believing she cared when she really just got annoyed by it.
What a sad thing to realize the one demoness you loved... wasn’t who you thought she was.