The Lost Soul Watching

Giga Bit

The Definition of Insanity
@MisterIodine

Amaimon scoped out the oblivious dancers, his demonic form masked as human. He smiled as he read their minds, he could taste their pain. He could take it away. He saw someone that had the most pain, he couldn't find his name, his thoughts were too jumbled and confused to tell what exactly he was thinking. He looked at him, smiling.
 
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