#POOR CONFUSED NEW GHOUL SPEAKIN' ALL NICE

[samusings]

❛  everyone has to be treated like they're worth giving a chance.  ❜ copia / phantom

𝑨𝑽𝑨𝑻𝑨𝑹: 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑻 𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑩𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

Hell was home. Hell was full of life, full of demons and Ghouls and beasts and spirits. There was so much happening down there that it made life up here so...confusing? Phantom wasn't used to the idea of living up above, side by side with stranger Ghouls and humans that weren't just prey. These humans were in charge and he had to listen. He had only been in Lucifer's care for a short time, sent up to mortal realm as soon as he was ready, his horns fully grown in and his magic as a Quintessence...improving! He was getting better. Maybe he was just on Earth to improve his skills, aid in Lucifer's conquest, and he could go back.

They were getting ready for a tour, practicing and preparing, getting familiar with instruments and...Phantom was nowhere to be found. He wasn't hiding in the rafters, he wasn't in the infirmary, he wasn't in his room hiding under his covers. At the time of his finding, Phantom had been traipsing around in the basement, getting lost in its labyrinthine walls, staring at each detail from mismatched eyes behind his mask. When he heard Papa's voice, his spine went completely rigid and his tail followed suit.

He was in trouble. Un...til he wasn't? He wasn't in trouble? Papa was speaking such kind things. He wanted to give Phantom chances. His tail went less taut, sinking closer down to the floor in a bit of comfort.

"I....am not in trouble? Why would you want to give me a chance when I have to obey perfectly? I'm not meeting expectations."