The demon sealed the barn door with black magic and tapped on the ground with his staff. Immediately, the room lit up with floating white candles.
"Darkness is an intriguing thing, don't you think? It's shapeless and without any form, yet you can almost feel it sinking it's teeth inside your skin." Barbatos straightened his neck and looked up towards the ceiling. "My first question to you, is this : Are humans essentially good or evil? Do they deserve to live among the angels in heaven or the demons in hell?"
It seemed like a fairly straightforward question to David. There was no way humans deserved to suffer in hell. Although society had its share of criminals, most people still cared about their fellow man. Vanessa however, wasn't so convinced about the innate goodness of men and wome
