Nine

Once the door shuts behind me, I feel a little dizzy and almost drop, but I use the wall as support. "Lippy?"

"I must be cruel, right?" I ask Camila, who stays silent as warm tears run down my cheeks. "I must be born a villain to be cruel to innocent people like Feno. After all, I'm a demon. Demons are meant to be evil and merciful. But..." I clench my fist on my chest as if a sharp pain stabs me in the heart. "I couldn't bear to show any cruelty. I wanted to help him. He came here for my help, and I made him lose hope."

I exhale a shaky breath. "I don't know what to do. I'm so useless."

I let my insecurities get the best of me as I put myself down with all the major flaws of being weak. The thought of someone asking for my help always makes me happy. But dealing with miasma, I know the results. Everyone like me wants to survive and be strong. I practice my powers every day, I do my best to solve the miasma problem, and I won't quit when I do. My old self would've given up, but I'm no