Anjos E Demonios

A group of seven teenagers grouped up every afternoon and proceeded together until the wee hours. Young people between fifteen and seventeen liked to wear black clothes, crucifixes and adornments such as rings, bracelets and silver chains. Skulls as a pendant. They met in remote places, and again, in various cemeteries around the city. Harbored strange tastes and fads, roamed the streets of the neighborhood where they lived, called attention to the dye used in their faces. The skin looked pale, hair as red as blood and mouth, both boys and girls wore a shade of lipstick, as dark as the night itself. People even feared the eccentric group of seven teenagers. But at no time did the group was unnoticed in the hellish demonic red eyes of the devil and leader of army.Not go unnoticed in the eyes of Khar. The demon watched hiding in the shadows produced by buildings and houses vying for space on the streets of the neighborhood where they grew up. For years Khar watched. Every appearance of it, the spirits of the boys changed completely. Ideas bounced their heads. Cigarette drinks. They felt free to do whatever it gave pleasure. They were powerful, capable. They laughed, they cried. The mood change was constant over the presence of Khar. They didn’t know it, but they were under the influence of something unspeakable. At the end of the session of influence, Khar frowned on satisfaction and slowly penetrated the darkest part of any alley. His animalistic way, slowly diluted in the darkness until his only pair of eyes, red as embers, left a scene of horror and evil. He was sure that, once again, had achieved what he wanted, once again influenced and corrupted the soul of those youths. Were its soldiers on the physical plane. Decided. On another occasion, the youth casually chatted, laughed at the way people stared. Suspicious. They liked to stay in the square in front of a mini-market where locals buying their weekly provisions. The youth, who showed joyful expressions and laughed constantly while trying, decipher the thoughts of people passing by them, suddenly changed his features. Became serious and cold, almost expressionless, as if in the midst of a hypnotic trance. Lined up as if they had rehearsed a formation of strategic attack. Walked. They crossed the street and reached the mini-market.

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