Prologue of Diary of a Monster

Eventually, this world changes. Humans are not the only ones that inhabit this world anymore. This ugly, yet beautiful world.

My name is Takeru Sakane, I'm a creation of the evil, dark world known as Hell, and this is my story.

Demons, devils, and other creatures from Hell got sick of waiting for human souls to arrive to Hell by themselves, so many of them hid under human disguises and left to the human world to lure more souls than they already had.

Why? Because creatures from Hell feed off those souls. However, we were running out, all because of our mortal enemies; the angels and other pure creatures from Heaven. They often saved many of the dead from our punishment.

It's been centuries since this change; about six or seven.

So now, every time either an angel or a devil is born, they are born under their human disguise; their human form. Both devils and angels develop their true form later on.

Thing is, I never got mine. It's been twenty-two years and I still don’t have my real, devil form. But oh well. That doesn't mean I can't kill.

There was a question I always asked myself; could we actually decide to ignore our natures and send the world into perpetual, chaotic darkness? Based on this, I created an elaborate plan.

I had always been aware that the human world existed only because ever since the beginning of time, devils and angels have been in our duties, fighting against each other, influencing the weak, human minds into our sides. Our existence has affected theirs. But our existence isn’t the only factor that has influenced the world so much. The fact that we fight the angels with the power of our darkness, and angels fight us with the power of their light also lingered among the human existence with a critical weight of importance.

I soon looked at the bright side of not having my devil form. Lacking this power enlightened me with the alterations that the human world required in order to give some advantages to our world. I thought hard of a way to get these said alterations into action, and became determined to make some critical changes.

What if...What if instead of using our darkness to battle the light directly, we used it to battle their forces discretely and turn their light into our darkness permanently? So that we could later unleash its power upon Earth.

I wouldn't defeat the angels and feed from the human souls, like I was supposed to. I couldn't, for I needed my demonic form to devour any soul.

I think I’m actually the devil with the closest connection to humans. Ever since I was born, I've had to feed from human food instead of human souls, and I’ve grown up surrounded by them on a daily basis, even more than my siblings.

You'd think that would affect me. But it didn't. It actually made me smarter than my kind, even smarter and stronger than my own family.

Again, I wouldn't defeat the angels or mess with human souls at all. I'd create a greater catastrophe.

The only way to defeat angels completely is by turning Heaven into a second Hell. And I could only do that if I managed to make an angel leave its duty, like I was determined to. I'd make an angel fall in love with me.

That was the only way I could sink the human world into a doom that they never imagined even in their most horrible nightmares. Now, for many millennia, we've been told that bonding with each other would immediately destroy us. However, it was the only chance I had.

I was prepared to die if I had to. But I would achieve my dreadful goal. I was compelled to.

As I said earlier, what comes next is my story. The story of my mission’s progress. The diary of a monster.