Phoenix softly left, looking to her book in her kimono top. The only fact she wanted it, was because it was rare, and when she opened it to the seventh page, it showed a picture of a massive dragon demon, symbols across the wings. Behind it, in transparent outlook, was a girl her size. The demons were the second strongest compared to the tailed demons. But none had a human host unless they were sealed by the certain person. The person of choice, sighed and closed her book, putting it away again.
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The imagination is a powerful tool, it can tint parts of the past, shade happenings in the present, or paint a future so vivid that it can entice...or terrify, all depends on how we conduct ourselves today
~Unknown author
