The Story of the Demons

The creature had found what it sought. A bridge, capable of granting the creature protection from the holy river. The creature hungered. It must eat. It must kill…

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After a night's rest, Gem and Plain-Walker followed after Jue, as she sought after the thief's path. after a span of fifty-some seconds, she found the trail, and they set off after the thief.

"Plain-Walker," Gem began. "What, exactly, are the Brain-Eaters?"

Plain-Walker looked at her, and replied "The shells of demons that could not enter this plane without a host. They are the remains of those unlucky enough to die before the unholy army of the demons."

"Yes, but, why are they here?"

Plain-Walker thought about this for a time, before replying.

"Gem, Demons have almost always spread death, fear, and misery for the sake of spreading death, fear, and misery. The Brain-Eater hordes kill because the

Dream-Flayers give them that drive, the Dream-Flayers give them that drive because death is what gives them life, gives them joy."

Gem processed what Plain-Walker said, and then asked another question.

"Almost always? What do you mean by that?"

Plain-Walker replied.

"At one time, demons were no different from you and me, at one time, they served good, and lived in harmony with all." Plain-Walker paused, and took a drink from his flask. "But then one day, a powerful figure in the land, the sixth lord, staged a coup d'état against the master of the lands."

"What happened to him?" asked Gem.

"He, and all his people, failed, and were banished to a plain of torture and death. There, their bodies transformed, and some became spirits. The creatures that inhabit the flesh of the Brain-Eaters is one of the kinds that became spirits."

"So, they kill for vengeance?" Gem asked.

"Once, perhaps. but they have avenged themselves a thousand times over. They kill because death is all they love."

They continued on in silence.