You may be asking, a demon, who could easily kill the whole village without trying, would rather wait until he gets to Fujiwaras adoptive Father? Why!?? In truth, its pretty simple. Everyone involved with my creation had died, except for Alexander. He wanted to make sure that the ones responsible for such an attrocity was dead, laying in the ground, six feet under, or less, for all he cared.
It was obvious that he had possessed before, the way he controlled my movements with ease astounds me to this day. He knew my body better than I did, which is perfectly understandable seeing as the body was created for him after all. He greeted fellow townsmen on the path to Alexanders house, playing the part of Fujiwara with ease, no one suspected that I had been taken over.
Alexander knew right away. He could see it in my eyes when he opened the door to greet me. As soon as he looked into my face I knew that he knew it had come, his lifes end. I watched a smile of greeting become one fo acceptance, his arms and hand spread out wide, like a jesus-christ pose. Nekal knew it as well, and laughed at him.
"Perhaps I will keep you alive to the very end old man, the very end."
This was startling to ALexander, he had no want to see his village come to an end around him. The look of sudden horror on his face made Nekal laugh even harder. Then, within what seemed a second my form was gone. As if it were some paper machette hiding something else within. The body grew another foot, my face ripped and bulged to become that of a cats. In fact, everything about me had become that of a giant snow leopard, able to stand on two legs.
"Hur. Hur. Hur."
Alexanders life ended there. That moment, as Nekal ripped out his throat, and then preceeded to destroy the village that I called home.
It was obvious that he had possessed before, the way he controlled my movements with ease astounds me to this day. He knew my body better than I did, which is perfectly understandable seeing as the body was created for him after all. He greeted fellow townsmen on the path to Alexanders house, playing the part of Fujiwara with ease, no one suspected that I had been taken over.
Alexander knew right away. He could see it in my eyes when he opened the door to greet me. As soon as he looked into my face I knew that he knew it had come, his lifes end. I watched a smile of greeting become one fo acceptance, his arms and hand spread out wide, like a jesus-christ pose. Nekal knew it as well, and laughed at him.
"Perhaps I will keep you alive to the very end old man, the very end."
This was startling to ALexander, he had no want to see his village come to an end around him. The look of sudden horror on his face made Nekal laugh even harder. Then, within what seemed a second my form was gone. As if it were some paper machette hiding something else within. The body grew another foot, my face ripped and bulged to become that of a cats. In fact, everything about me had become that of a giant snow leopard, able to stand on two legs.
"Hur. Hur. Hur."
Alexanders life ended there. That moment, as Nekal ripped out his throat, and then preceeded to destroy the village that I called home.
