text: [Themes: fantasy]
  
  You grab the red crystal ball and drop it as it burns your finger tips. It shatters into a million pieces as a red fog pours out of it.
  
  "Now open up!"
  
  The red fog flows into your ears, mouth, and nose. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as your mind splits into two. Thoughts that aren't your own begin to flood in.
  
  "What are you waiting for? Let's get the hell out of here."
  
  You climb down the ladder and exit the tree house. You don't even know where you are right now but somehow know the way back is to the north.
  
  "Take a rest, I'm taking over."
  
  Your face grows warm and you start feeling lightheaded. Your body still walks forward as you black out. You awaken in mid conversation sitting by a campfire.
  
  "So when are you gonna get a better body Azor? Look at yourself, how will you kill anyone appearing like that."
  
  "Don't be so dismissive Kancor, at least with this body he won't have to worry about losing control."
  
  You look around and note the men you're talking with are much more muscular than yourself. There's something off about them, their body language is inexpressive and follows little pattern. Sometimes their hands dangle from their arms and other times they jerk up and down. It all feels unnatural and inhuman.
  
  "Looks like you might of spoke too soon Borax."
  
  "Nonsense, Azor is fucking with us and you're taking the bait. Now tell me, how did you convince this poor fuck to release you?"
  
  You stare at these two men and know you can't fight them. Plus, you feel a nauseating light-headed feeling. You could experience a loss of movement at any time if Azor gains control.
  
  "I convinced him to break my crystal ball, releasing me from my ethereal prison," you say remembering his own words.
  
  "Yeah but how did you do it? Borax and me had to torture bandits to near death, how did you get someone to give you control willingly?"
  
  "He had no idea I would gain control," you say with a hint of spite.
  
  "Damn small-muscled and a moron? Looks like you hit the jackpot with this one."
  
  "I sure did..."
  
  You talk for a little longer before Borax puts out the fire. Despite having little clothing for spending a night outside in the winter, you don't feel cold. Is Azor's presence maintaining your normal body temperatures?
  
  "What's the point of putting out the fire? We're going to have to use twice as much energy to stay warm."
  
  "We're demons, not monsters. Wouldn't want an entire forest burning down for no reason."
  
  "Wasn't the poor bastard you're possessing now screaming 'Monster! Monster!' when you tortured him?"
  
  "Kancor, you know I had no choice. He was being uncooperative and I needed to put him in his place."
  
  "Well you can think about how you had no choice but to mutilate his ball sack into a dough-like mess over sleep."
  
  All three of you lie down on lovely dirt mattresses. You stare eyes open fearing you might lose control at any moment. After what feels like an hour, you're sure both of them are asleep. You could get up and make your escape, although you have no idea where you are. Something tells you north is the way to go, but you have no idea how long of a journey it will be and when you will lose control again. You could fall asleep and wait until you're closer to safety. But what good will that even do? Azor will still coexist with you like an infernal parasite.
  
  > fall Asleep
  You drift off to sleep, wondering if you'll wake up in the same place.
  
  An unknown amount of time later
  
  You wake up starring at a bloody pile of human corpses. You're carrying an iron sword that's stained red. The stained sword seems like the proximate cause of human bodies. You hold back from throwing up as you notice all the stab wounds that you made. You feel lightheaded and can't tell if its because of the bodies or Azor. Regardless, you have to get out of here before someone sees you. You run from the murder scene and notice you're in a small village. The sun is beginning to rise and people are going to wake up any minute. Needing to get the hell out of here, you take off running to the north. You hear screams in the distance the moment you take off. They must have discovered the bodies...
  
  Once out of the village, you bend over gasping for air. Your heart flutters as you feel like you're gonna pass out from adrenaline. You stumble haphazardly knowing the villagers are on the lookout for a killer. You need to reach Ashton, you need to know it's ok. The thought that Aria manipulated you and destroyed your city spikes your anxiety. This isn't the only thought that is causing you panic though.
  
  You have a fucking demon inside of you. It's like a tape worm but instead of wanting food it craves evil. What happens if you return to Ashton and lose control? What if you're the one who destroys the city under Azor's guidance? Your thoughts are too much causing you to stop dead in your tracks. Why should you try to reach Ashton just to lose control? Instead, you could turn around and go back to the village. If you explained you situation, they may be able to help you.
  
  > go back to the village
  You've seemed to lack so much control over your choices ever since you met Aria. Now that Azor is involved, this lack of control has intensified. This may be your last chance to make your own choice. It's time to put an end to this. You turn around and sprint back to the village. When you arrive, the villagers don't seem very happy.
  
  "That's the murderer! I saw him run away covered in blood."
  
  "Yeah and he has a sword! Let's get him!"
  
  It probably would have been a good idea to change clothes and ditch the sword. Or, you know, go to any other place but the village you just killed someone at. No matter, this was your choice and you have to live with the consequences.
  
  "Please let me explain."
  
  They give you no chance as they charge at you with pitch forks and makeshift swords. You are beaten to a bloody pulp until you die from loss of blood.