4: DeathLife seemed much simpler just a few hours ago, all I had to know was that demons were evil and they had to be eliminated. That was before I've been told I WAS one of them. Well, a half-blood at least. I tried to deny it for a little while, but my life started to show the evidence. Why else would my mother have never even mentioned my father? Not even a last name? Not to mention she tried to keep me as far away from other children as she could. I envied other children, the way they laughed and played, not a worry in the world. Now? I have no idea what I should do. Should I continue killing those that are of the same blood as me? I know they are evil, but what about me? I must have evil inside me as well. Maybe I'll even turn into to one of them one day. It might be easier to just end it here, that way one less monstrosity would be breathing. Emo thoughts aside, it may be my only option. I can't go on knowing that I'm just as vile as those demons.