Janette was a little bit taken back, but she remembered someone she had once met, and decided to recount his story.
"I once met a man who had a demon inside him. Unlike you, he wasn't lucky enough to have seals protecting people, and the demon emerged whenever he tried to feel human, when he tried to feel emotion. Eventually, the demon killed three innocent people; a young boy who had been walking in the street, dropped from the top of a church. A pregnant woman, embalmed alive by the demon. And the last victim was not one individual, but a whole orphanage, 3 dozen children in that orphanage. He was so afraid to feel after that, that he decided that sating the demon's bloodlust was the only way to prevent more innocent deaths. So he took up a career as an assassin, killing any who might dare speak against him. He became the demon he was trying to protect everyone from, until one day, he met someone. They wouldn't have been likely, and he thought nothing could ever work out between them." Janette sighed, figuring she was going to get her point across in a very fairytale way.
"Eventually, he fell in love with the woman. He found himself compelled to tell the woman his feelings, but he couldn't bear to see any more innocents get hurt, so he made his final peace with his gods, and prepared to kill himself and the demon as it tried to take control. But she helped him. Just through love, she helped him expel the demon, simply because of the man's will to be with her. She didn't expect him to stay, and he didn't. His lifestyle had meant he had forgotten any civil work skills. He'd lost everything, and was committed to being an assassin. But now that the demon was gone, he could see her. Every time he was in town, he visited her. The demon was gone, and he was free. He had scars, yes, but they were a testimony to his strength." Janette finished the tale and let a solitary tear roll down her face.
