The demons surround me. I know not what to do. But they don’t know who they are dealing with, I am not one to succumb to the demons so easily. They can eat away at my sanity, destroy my thoughts, kill my dreams, and even take away my freedom. But I don’t fear that. I will not let them do that to me. I draw my sword and charge. I swing not with effort but careless ease for I know that I am stronger than they. Stronger than what they believe. I carelessly cut through them like death reaping the souls of the living. My heart is a pure one I won’t let them taint it! Every one of them I touch bursts into a flash of blinding light. My sword flashes among them moving even to fast for their inhuman eyes to see. It sings with a beauty that no human voice can match. Finally they are all dead or incinerated and I think of the ones who fall when taking on these demons and wonder when it will be my turn to fall.