I looked at the demon, my eyes growing heavy. This wasn't a feeling of tiredness, no, this was something else. Like a drug filling my lungs and intoxicating me. The demon seemed to speak to us, but other words filled my mind.

"Issura."

"..."

"Issura."

"Yes?"

"Kill me."

"What?"

"Listen carefully."

"Yes."

"Kill me."

"..."

"Please."

"...why?"

"I cannot bare this world any longer... I have been here longer than all you're ages put together. End it...please. I have never asked so pitifully...rather I am begging."

"...what...now?"

"The opportune time will present itself."

"..."

"Thank you."