Loyal raised an eyebrow. "What?" Simply to say, he didn't understand the demon.

Loyal shook his head. "Yes...you told me that, but what made them like that?" He looked down thinking. "Why would the angels attack you and send you down to Hell?"
Loyal actually felt sorry for him, there was a reason for him to be this angry towards angels after all. "I'm sorry."

Loyal blinked, his smile crawling back on. "Yes I am alone, but my family is still alive...somewhere." He looked at one of the huge windows that lined the library. "I ran away from home..." He turned back around to the demon and smiled. "I didn't want an ordinary life...I wanted to be special." Loyal sighed and turned back to the window...

Fwrthyrn sighed exasperatedly, "Never mind," he replied.

He narrowed his eyes. This brought back the memories, his childhood. He shook his head, "The angels and demons have been in constant war since beginning," he said slowly, "I won't tell you why my family are dead," Fwrthyrn said. It was just up his street for someone to know something personal about him. Worth not the bother to be honest.

"I don't want your pity or apology for that matter," Fwrthyrn said coldly.

"Right... Who cares about being special anyway. We're all going to die," he muttered pessimistically.

Loyal shurgged. He smiled and said "Fine then."

Loyal sighed. "It is your personal past, I will not ask any further." He reacher over and picked up a book from his pile. Sighing, he opened it and glanced once more at the demon and started to read.

Loyal just ignored what the demon said, he was kind of expecting it.

Loyal felt angry, which he hsn't felt in a long time. He told the reason why he was alone and the demon says that nobody cares. Loyal sighed, it was maybe because he had never been to Loyal's home country. Nobody there had magic, nobody had anythig for that matter...nobody was special. Loyal didn't say anything and continued to read.

"We are going to die...but I'd rather enjoy life, while I still have it."

Fwrthyrn listened, and snorted at the end. He looked around him before making the decision.

Standing up abruptly, he brushed himself down. "Well, it was... nice... to meet you," Fwrthyrn said icily, but still civil, "Hopefully we won't cross paths again. I'm sure you'll agree with me on that," he asked, raising an eyebrow for confirmation.

Looking around, he swept his cloak around him, pushing his hand into thin air in front of him. The darkness attracted itself to the point, and swirled to a dense mass, evil radiating out of it.

Within a few seconds, he was gone, swirly tendrils of black mist being the only thing left of him...

Loyal sighed after the demon disappeared. "Indeed, nice to meet you too...even though I don't even know your name." He closed the book and stayed still thinking.

"I do agree with that..." Loyal muttered to himself, he put the book onto his pile and stood up. He passed the front desk of the library and walked out, into the open. Loyal didn't learn anything new, but he'd rather be outside, enjoying life.

Loyal turned back to the Library, his lips curling into a smile and then he continued walking...enjoying his life.