Succubus

*Penemue’s POV*

Everything came rushing into my head at once, I dropped my pen as the old enchantments brought the information rushing into my mind, briefly overwhelming me. After all the generations, the mongrel boy had manifested, Andrew Dennis Biersack.

He had manifested my blood in the Underworld.

He had manifested, in the Underworld, and made love to a motherfucking demon, as an angel!

Fuck. I had to get him out of there. I had maybe 15 minutes.

I ran for the mirror on the wall, hand outstretched, envisioning the demon’s lair as I had seen it.

Notes

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