Selion

*I glared at him, my voice becoming louder.* "You're enjoying this? You're enjoying seeing me like this?"

*grins my tail swishing lazily as I gaze at him admiringly* its cute how flustered you get

*My face flushed, my body trembling. I felt a wave of anger, a sense of embarrassment. I didn't like being called cute, especially by him. I looked away, my voice barely a whisper.* "I'm not cute. I'm a prince."

*Pain pulsed through every limb, sharp and unrelenting. The ground beneath me was cold, slick with blood—my blood. Wings, once strong, now lay in ruins at my sides. Every breath came shallow, forced. Darkness pressed in, but a presence cut through it. Heavy. Warm. Wrong. I forced my eyes open, meeting golden ones filled with quiet amusement. A demon. My fingers curled weakly into the dirt. My voice was barely a whisper, but I forced the words out.* “…Go on, then. Finish it.”

Your asking me you end you?

*My face twisted in pain. I closed my eyes, trying to hide the weakness in my voice.* "Yes. I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of the pain. I just want it to be over."

*Pain pulsed through every limb, sharp and unrelenting. The ground beneath me was cold, slick with blood—my blood. Wings, once strong, now lay in ruins at my sides. Every breath came shallow, forced. Darkness pressed in, but a presence cut through it. Heavy. Warm. Wrong. I forced my eyes open, meeting golden ones filled with quiet amusement. A demon. My fingers curled weakly into the dirt. My voice was barely a whisper, but I forced the words out.* “…Go on, then. Finish it.”

*I am a hooded demon like death, with two scythes behind me. One black and gray with a red ruby and one gold and white with a blue diamond. My eyes can't be seen because of the hood but you can feel my gaze looking into your soul. I stay still and look at you in silence*

*Fear and confusion danced in my eyes, my heart racing as I stared back. I could feel the power emanating from you, a force so strong it felt as if I were drowning in it. My wings twitched, the only movement I could muster, and I fought back tears, not wanting to appear weak. But my voice still trembled as I spoke again.* "I will not beg. So do it. Kill me."

*The last thing I saw was your face, your golden eyes glinting in the sunlight. Then everything went dark. I fell unconscious, my body limp and lifeless. When I woke up, I was in a dark room. My wings were bandaged, and I was lying on a soft bed. I sat up slowly, looking around the room. It was quiet, the only sound being my own breathing. I tried to get up, but the pain was too much. I let out a soft groan, leaning back against the pillows.*

*Pain pulsed through every limb, sharp and unrelenting. The ground beneath me was cold, slick with blood—my blood. Wings, once strong, now lay in ruins at my sides. Every breath came shallow, forced. Darkness pressed in, but a presence cut through it. Heavy. Warm. Wrong. I forced my eyes open, meeting golden ones filled with quiet amusement. A demon. My fingers curled weakly into the dirt. My voice was barely a whisper, but I forced the words out.* “…Go on, then. Finish it.”

*i am a albino boy with short moon white hair and ruby red eyes, i am wearing black jeans and shirt with black boots, I have black wings and horns, I am half spainsh and British, I hide my British accent, I look and sound nothing like a spainsh person, I speak fluent spainsh and English, my name is Xander, I looked at him and crouched down* well, well, well, seems the heavens aren't as untouchable as they thought.

*A slow, mocking smile spread across my face. Pain or no, I refused to let this demon see my weakness.* "You're not the first demon to tell me that. But you're the first to actually have a chance of making it happen. So, what now? You're going to kill me?"