What Looks Back

  Part 4:

  Vile demons which had moments earlier been invisible revealed themselves to the keeper. They called him the Devil Slayer, and asked what he required.

  “The soul of my wife,” he said.

  The demons shook their heads. Only the Devil knew which souls are which, they said. The Devil Slayer would have to search.

  They brought him the chest. Within, billions of souls swirled and writhed in agony.

  He dipped inside and grasped a seizing soul. “Are they organized?” he asked.

  The demons shook their horned heads, and left the keeper, now the Devil Slayer, to do as he had that lifetime ago—collecting and organizing. This time however, not documents but souls.

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