Free will, that was the reason why couldn’t turn me into a vessel, he explained that next time he visited my room. Much like the reaper they could do anything without me agreeing to be it’s vessel. The Demon was already itching to kill me, but he pleaded with it as he still thought I was Antonina. Every time he left the demon would show itself and torture me to agree with it, until it gets tired. I held on with everything I had.
When I could, I walked around the room, trying to escape but everything was bolted shut, much like the wispy orb in the jar relentlessly, I tried to find my way out.
“It's funny that we are on the same boat”, I said to myself.
“Child you're finally awake”, I heard a familiar voice, I looked around, no one was around, not even the demon, “here”, the voice said
