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Feeling melancholy and wishing for some distraction, the being now named Fleur duFeu crosses the bar and opens the front door, stepping through it and disappearing with a pop sound. Not realizing that it shouldn't be able to leave, and intending to come back anyway, the demon is not Bound to the bar.
On the other side, it finds itself in an apartment. It sees a window and looks out, frowning at the state of the world. This is not how things were when it was imprisoned. Certainly, it was aware there were changes from the things written on the walls of its prisons. But so much change. The sprawl of humanity creeps over the world like a disease.
It soon finds its way outside, wandering the streets searching for... something. What the humans might call its family. Brother and sisters. The collective consciousness that it has not felt in so long.
It senses nothing from them. It does not know whether its because its brethren have been captured into Meat, like itself, or if they are simply extinct. Either one is likely. With humankind having spread out so much, the Shadowkin would have run out of places to go. They would have had to run to the corners of the Earth, or hide beneath the cities.
So much gratitude for having argued for the humans continued survival. The Shadowkin are forgotten.
Heading back to the apartment, Fleur sighs to itself. Its time is over and has been for a very long time. What is left for it now?
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
On the other side, it finds itself in an apartment. It sees a window and looks out, frowning at the state of the world. This is not how things were when it was imprisoned. Certainly, it was aware there were changes from the things written on the walls of its prisons. But so much change. The sprawl of humanity creeps over the world like a disease.
It soon finds its way outside, wandering the streets searching for... something. What the humans might call its family. Brother and sisters. The collective consciousness that it has not felt in so long.
It senses nothing from them. It does not know whether its because its brethren have been captured into Meat, like itself, or if they are simply extinct. Either one is likely. With humankind having spread out so much, the Shadowkin would have run out of places to go. They would have had to run to the corners of the Earth, or hide beneath the cities.
So much gratitude for having argued for the humans continued survival. The Shadowkin are forgotten.
Heading back to the apartment, Fleur sighs to itself. Its time is over and has been for a very long time. What is left for it now?
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories