Kissed By The Darkness 18+

Part 1 - Little Butterfly

**Kuragari's POV**

**Sixteen Years Ago**

First thing I must tell you is that I am not the only one...

Demons exist all over this planet once the bridge between the light and the dark was broken down to dust nearly a million years ago. 

At first it was just a hand full of different species but now there are so many different kinds of us that we had to cut them down into classes ranking from low class to high class. Or so to speak, the weak from the strong. 

The weakest of us tend to get killed off the easiest by the humans and used as a basic meat substitute for the animals they use to call deer and cow's which went extinct years ago. Than the rank higher than them are usually the average savage demons called the wasted that aren't very smart and have a high kill instinct which does seem to apply to anything Demon or Human alike. 

These ones can be dangerous for a number of reasons, the main one is that they are ridiculously large which is strange coming from me since I am one of the largest species of demons known to our kind...  

Anyways, after that we have the ones that are still average but a bit more civilized. They are the ones that can choose to breed with other demons or volunteer to get devoured by a higher ranking demon as a gift of life. 

Which that ceremony is very rare but not unknown. It's just that most of our base homes are dormant in the middle of mountains or deep valleys, so even if one was to happen in the next 10 human life times I doubt I would see it because I had chosen to leave my group long ago. 

Which brings me to the two high ranking Demon clans, there are the Dawnlings which are the cross breeded children of my kind and the Average class demons. Who have control over the food (Humans) that is distributed to the lower class demons and the control over the hunting of the wasted. (The Average savage Demons that can no longer think rationally.)

Leaving only my race left which are called the Rowfligan, we are the closest demons to the darkness. Even our appearance is the scariest of them all which brings respect from the others. 

The scarier you are the more my kind will listen to you and follow your orders... 

Over the years I just got tired of going by the standards my brother has set for our species and all I wanted to do was hunt freely without having to think about breeding or killing entire cities and kingdoms of humans. 

At that point the killing isn't even for food anymore it's just for fun and that is something I can't agree with. Humans hunt us because we eat them, humans massacre us because we massacre them. 

If the free killing for joy continues to stay a tradition amongst my kind than a war really could start and when it does I won't be here to witness it. I don't want anything to do with my brothers foolishness. 

With a shake of my large head I continued to make my way through the woods as twigs, branches and leaves all get crushed under my clawed feet. 

The Rowfligan all look pretty similar besides minor differences that usually only a member of our own kind can pick up on.

Our bodies are somewhat similar to a humans basic skeleton wise for the torso but our ribs are caved in a bit more and our skin is black and leathery with small placements of feathers around the rib cage and lower torso. Along with small patches of shiny black scales around the feathers. 

Than moving downwards, our legs have two joints in them instead of just one. We have thick thigh muscles and than thick calf muscles until it reaches the second joint were our deadly clawed feet and toes are. Most of the skin on our legs are covered in a fluff kind of jet black fur.