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i wish i could take it all in
this new place around me
a few moments ago all i could do was die
and now all i can do is live
the umbilical cord wraps gently around my throat
in death is different things
pry open my third eye
The mother screams at the top of her lungs as another contraction wracks
her midsection. A few more screams, a few more breaths, a few more pushes but instead of another cry added to the mix there
is silence. The baby is covered in blood and straw, unmoving, it's own umbilical cord wrapped around its neck. The
mother screams again in horror and scrambles to remove the cord, sobbing, begging, pleading for it to live. She
holds the baby now freed of it's noose close to her face looking for a sign of life. Suddenly the infants eyes open wide to
reveal deep shiny black pools stiched with veins of red green and blue.The infant has no pupils only the strange purple-glowy
eyes of some hideous creature. Yet, the mother doesn't recoil in fear or disgust, rather, she leans closer marvelling at such a
strange unique child. This was her baby, her only true gift to the world. Being a prostitute never brings one to hold
oneself in high esteem. A tear trickles down her cheek as she smiles, and in return the infant still staring emotionless
at her lets fall a black tear which hits the ground and blooms into a full grown black rose almost instantaniously.
She plucks it from the crack in the cement the flower just made. She takes a deep wiff of it and almost balks. It reeks of
sulfur and ash. Though she grins and puts the flower behind her ear. She is happy because now she kows for sure who the father
is. It could only possibly be his. Him with the deep black eyes, the scent of sulfur and brimstone and ash, the scent of a
demon. She had laid that demon so gently yet it felt like an eruption of ecstasy between her thighs and no other man had made
her feel that glow in her chest, that love that finally aloud her body to receive his seed. Her baby born of a demon's seed.
She is happy because she knows she can have a family that will surpass filthy grovelling humans and their shabby ways. Her
baby at least, will have a beautiful life fueled by the fires of hell, her baby will live long and happy.
The baby in her arms gurgles up at her a wicked grin cracking its face making the infant look demonically
twisted and evil, and still she cradles it to her chest humming the same melody her mother sang to her. As she hums drops
of blood begin to leak down her belly from under the baby and she realizes the crazed infant is chewing and clawing its way
through her chest, her sternum, finally breaking through, ripping the heart from its veins, the demon child hops free of the
corpse standing on two feet with the nimbleness of a cat. The babies grin cracks wider until the gap of its mouth streches
from ear to ear, filled with rows of pointy razor-like teeth shining black, and it gobbles down the heart in one bite. Satisfied
it nestles back into the chest cavity of it's mothers corpse and drifts off.
Gabriel raizes one eyelid when muffled voices grow louder outside
the ribs and flesh of his mother. Fearful of being seen, he pokes his head out of the hole where the heart should be. No one
is in the still dark alley but him, but he can sense humans nearby making there way to the alley entrance. Sliding out all
the way he carelessly tosses the corpse into one of the garbage dumpsters and sprouting thick dagger-like black claws from
his fingertips he proceeds to scale the wall of the alley building, as he acsends it seems as if his limbs and torso and head
are all growing at a superfast speed until he resembles a small boy about 7 or 8 pale skin blackened and dirty, black hair
growing out in sharp natural spikes. Once at the roof he takes a running leap off the edge but he does not plummet but instead
strange black wings the same shine and texture of his eyes burst from his shoulder blades and he soars off in the night sky,
the full moon brightening his face and eyes. He laughs joyfully and freely, swinging his mother's severed head by the hair,
bits of blood and brains scattering in the winds. This is how demons honor the mother. Rejoicing in the flesh he was born
from. In return the mother's are sent to hell where they bath in sin and splendor and unimaginable beastly pleasures. The
dark realm of joy. Kissing and then chewing his mothers lips from the head he gives the head one more spin before sending
it flying through the atmoshpere guided by his own magics to stay frozen forever floating through space. A grisly tribute
to a demon mother. A deep breath and the strange child spits a huge fireball burning into empty space intself. An impossible
feat for anyone but a demon son of the solar giant himself satanus lucifera, the deep king of hell and other dimensions through
space and time. What a proud bloodline thinks the already infinitely intelligent demi-human. Gabriel takes to the
heavens themselves, eager to touch the moon. The wolf in the child running free now.
born from a whore
through blood and gore
open up the door
and see what's in store
the world will see no more
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