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As they stepped into the dilapidated building, A sense of evil engulfed her. The smell of rotten flesh, animal skulls, And a huge magic circle in the center. It was no secret there was something terrible that had happened there. Something so sinister, that was not from this world. Then the vision she had shook her. In the center of the magic circle, Sat a young woman. Her long hair covered her face. She was wearing a long black robe. On the other side of the magic circle, Was a Tantric. Smeared in ash, with long thick tresses. Suddenly, the woman lifted her face, She recognized her immediately, She had finally found her closure. To all those nightmares that woke her up, As a child. The Tantric she feared the most, Was none other than her father. He had voved to appease the dark forces, And sacrifice his daughter. In doing so, he would become, The most Powerful of the all. She was going to be, The Daughter of the Devil... ©Lakshmi Menon The sixth story from the Voice of the Dead series. The Daughter of the Devil #devilsdairy #Tantras

As they stepped into the dilapidated building, A sense of evil engulfed her. The smell of rotten flesh, animal skulls, And a huge magic circle in the center. It was no secret there was something terrible that had happened there. Something so sinister, that was not from this world. Then the vision she had shook her. In the center of the magic circle, Sat a young woman. Her long hair covered her face. She was wearing a long black robe. On the other side of the magic circle, Was a Tantric. Smeared in ash, with long thick tresses. Suddenly, the woman lifted her face, She recognized her immediately, She had finally found her closure. To all those nightmares that woke her up, As a child. The Tantric she feared the most, Was none other than her father. He had voved to appease the dark forces, And sacrifice his daughter. In doing so, he would become, The most Powerful of the all. She was going to be, The Daughter of the Devil... ©Lakshmi Menon The sixth story from the Voice of the Dead series. The Daughter of the Devil #devilsdairy #Tantras

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He sat there on the throne, The Monarch of the Dark World. The Messiah of the Demons They call him their God, For us, he is the Devil. It was a true face-off between the Devil, And a man who was the Messiah of the poor. He wanted to destroy the Devil, The one thing he knew the Devil never liked, Was to be told that he is inferior to someone. The Devil's fury knew no bounds, He wanted to know the name of his rival. The man replied "God", The Devil roared, Aah God, my father who hath in heaven. He cast me out, He knew I was better than you, Fathers favorite son. The man chuckled, For sure, you were better than me. But he is the greatest of all, The Devil heard this and roared, His black robe swirled and he stormed out of the hall. The next day when he woke up, It was all a dream. He woke up next to the laptop, Damm, I fell asleep watching Netflix again. He noticed something unsual, There was a black robe in his room. He looked at the mirror, His eyes were jet black. There was a crack in the mirror, The Devil was in Town... ©Lakshmi Menon And finally, we meet him. The Monarch of the Dark World, Devil. The final story of the Voice of the Dead series #devil #devilofmyworld

He sat there on the throne, The Monarch of the Dark World. The Messiah of the Demons They call him their God, For us, he is the Devil. It was a true face-off between the Devil, And a man who was the Messiah of the poor. He wanted to destroy the Devil, The one thing he knew the Devil never liked, Was to be told that he is inferior to someone. The Devil's fury knew no bounds, He wanted to know the name of his rival. The man replied "God", The Devil roared, Aah God, my father who hath in heaven. He cast me out, He knew I was better than you, Fathers favorite son. The man chuckled, For sure, you were better than me. But he is the greatest of all, The Devil heard this and roared, His black robe swirled and he stormed out of the hall. The next day when he woke up, It was all a dream. He woke up next to the laptop, Damm, I fell asleep watching Netflix again. He noticed something unsual, There was a black robe in his room. He looked at the mirror, His eyes were jet black. There was a crack in the mirror, The Devil was in Town... ©Lakshmi Menon And finally, we meet him. The Monarch of the Dark World, Devil. The final story of the Voice of the Dead series #devil #devilofmyworld