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"Akeiron...." the light whisper on the wind, burned the bodies. Heat rose engulfing, consuming. His voice dark. Enticing. His laughter...sinful. Blood red hair flowing down his lithe body. Ice blue eyes, burning, give a sense of what is to come. Called upon only for the darkest of reasons. Silver horns and tail damn him for what he is. Forever loveless. Forever looking for love. Wandering through countless dreams. Use. Abuse. It was all the same. Countless lovers. Countless places. Nothing to call home. No one to call. Akeiron was one of only a handful of incubi. Though the most powerful the others cursed him and hated him. Ostracized from his own kind. Unable to ever know a mortal without them longing for him, Akeiron wandered the worlds longing for something else.
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Akeiron let the wind carry his sigh far out to sea. Waves crashed beneath his feet as he took in the familar sounds of the mortal dreams. Sensing another prescence he turned preparing to reprimand whoever it was for the interruption. A sharp pain came and he crumpled to his knees. A sun symbol burned its way onto his unprotected chest. Unable to fight them off the breath left his body. Laughter. Horrible echoing laughter. And...the scent of blood and burning flesh followed him into the silence.
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Akeiron awoke unsure of why he was so warm. Moving he heard an odd creaking sound. Confused he opened his eyes and sat up stunned. This was not where he rested. This was different. Shocked he looked around. What?! Why am I on the mortal plain?!?! Glancing down he noticed he was wearing an oversized t-shirt and not only that it appears his form was that of a seventeen year old. He growled in anger wishing he could remember what had happened.