The song used here without permission is Eraser by Nine Inch Nails. I did not write the song, Trent Reznor (good-looking guy that he is) wrote it. Don't sue me, I have no money anyway. The song is written in italics.
Mazoku shed no tears.
As beings created from darkest shadows, as creatures of pain and misery, they cannot be hurt emotionally. They can be angered, quite easily in some cases, but to scar their souls is impossible because they quite simply have none.
Need you
Dream you
Find you
Taste you
His Lina-chan. So small and delicate looking, yet with more fire than Hell itself. Why she enchanted him so he was not certain, but he did know that he wanted to be with her, always. But that could not be, for she was human whereas he was one of those who tread the shadowed path of the worlds. But gods, how he longed to take her sweet form into his arms and hold her tight. To hear the beating of her heart, forever in synch with his own... But she would not want a heart as blackened as his. She would not believe it possible that Mazoku too can love. In her mind, Mazoku brought only suffering.
Fuck you
Use you
Scar you
Break you
The others, voices from a distant past. Had they all had time to scream at the end? Yes. He had been careful to make sure it was so. Their cries of agony and fear, like the chorus of angels to his ears. Their pitiful protests and tears had only made him smile more, only heightened his delight. Some turned hysterical at the end of it all. Some completely lost their minds. Others would suddenly go limp as all their will to live just rained from their souls. Somehow, he liked that the best.
Lose me
Hate me
Smash me
Erase me
But then he was always alone. Nobody truly cared for him, not even his mistress. She saw him as a useful tool and an amusing plaything, he was certain. That was fine. Let the bitch think what she wanted, for there were always secrets that even she would never know. He saw the lofty look in her eyes sometimes and had to restrain himself from trying to gouge them out. He had pledged unswerving loyalty, and it was true he would do anything for her, but the fact that she didn't seem to care nearly drove him to madness. And her legs, ye gods, they went all the way up to her neck... But she didn't love him.. No-one did. He wanted to suffuse himself in pain, to let it take over his mind and wash away all thought. He wanted only sensation, wanted only to feel something. Anything.
Kill me.
Eons after eons stretched out before him, an endless march of time. Time never ending, and with no-one to share it with. He would walk alone, now and always. He wanted it to end. He wanted only to feel the comforting caress of someone who gave a damn whether he lived or died. But that caress was one he would never feel.
Kill me.
He wanted to cry, but shut his eyes against it. Mazoku shed no tears.