[ WP ] `` Come on , dance with me . '' `` You do know that I 'm a demon , and you 're a princess right ? '' `` Oh just dance with me already . '' They danced and the demon smiled . Maybe being Good was n't so bad after all .

As we swept the floor with our feet I felt something new inside. Is this affection? How come I'm not repulsed? I felt her hands as she held me, like a frame holding a portrait. She truly admired me, but I could n't quite say the same. After all I am evil incarnate. I can not show affection, even if I genuinely feel it. Joyous as it might have been, it could not go on any further. Even if it felt right, even if I felt that I belonged, I had to stop. 
 
 `` No Ophelia. I ca n't continue.'' 
 
 `` Why not?'' 
 
 `` It is not meant to be. I am a demon.'' 
 
 `` But you have already begun. Why stop now?'' 
 
 `` Because even though I have felt it, even though I have felt love, my soul shall not be withered by it.'' 
 
 `` Let it happen Aznaroth, do n't fight it.'' 
 
 `` No! Do not make this harder than it is.'' 
 
 `` But...'' 
 
 She fell silent as I absorbed her soul. I caught her as she descended. I could n't let her corrupt me with compassion. I have to believe that even the true feeling of love can not change what I am. 
 
 
 

