The demon walks free. The backdrop of choking, toxic furnace seems apt somehow- perfect to help mould the monster into a creature even more cruel and apathetic.
To be honest-
Shelter, complacency, bliss are what have come closest to killing this creature. All pain and rage is merely staple food. It devours them readily, stopping only when its stomach has begun to overflow.
Living only on instinct now... I will let nothing in my way.
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