text: 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. 
  
   
  > continue to Ashton
  You keep running north, praying it's the way to Ashton. It's a long journey, and you find yourself having to piss multiple times. During one of these pisses you lose muscle control and fall into a puddle of your own urine. When you come to, you find yourself in Ashton. Or at least, what used to be Ashton. The city has been completely destroyed, houses burned to the ground and there's not another soul in sight. You do sense someone being nearby and search for any survivors.
  
  What you find instead sends you into a rage. It's Aria and she is looking at you smugly. 
  
  "Good job destroying the city, you did a much better job than I ever could."
  
  You hold back from attacking her considering you no longer have your sword. You make an emotional plea and say,
  
  "You promised you wouldn't destroy the city if I freed Azor."
  
  She laughs and starts to fly circles around you.
  
  "Au contraire my little killer. YOU destroyed the city and I kept my promise. Thanks to you I've been granted a passage home."
  
  "What are you even talking about? How could I destroy the city if I don't have a weapon?"
  
  She laughs again and stops flying to land beside you.
  
  "When you black out, you take on a different form. Azor is capable of much more than you ever will be."
  
  This can't be real, you've gone through so much just to be a pawn in her little game. You wish you just died on that freezing night instead of having Catia save you. Maybe Ashton would still exist if it weren't for you. 
  
  "Don't be so sad, you're coming with me!" 
  
  You stare daggers at her. 
  
  "What do you mean I'm coming with you?"
  
  "You're coming home with me of course. Azor's a demon too and you couldn't have destroyed the city without him. And thanks to you, Tornaxaan, a powerful demon lord, commended us for tricking you into destroying your own city. As a reward, we get to return to the infernal realm."
  
  "Can't you just let me go? Surely Azor could possess a different body..."
  
  "Nonsense, now grab my hand. We're going to have so much fun!"
  
   
  > epilogue #3: Returning to a Home Unknown
  "So your name's Coyote?"
  
  "Yes, and I presume you're Azor?"
  
  At this point you don't even bother correcting people. Your moments of control are becoming more scarce and there's no point in wasting it telling people you aren't Azor.
  
  "That's correct, now tell me, how can I get sent to Earth?"
  
  "You could try learning dark magic, that's how my friend Jirzan got there."
  
  Dark magic is notorious for being hard to control. Still, it might be your best option.
  
  "Dark magic sounds interesting. Is there some sort of teleportation spell that can get me back to earth? Oh, maybe I could learn to conjure a portal!"
  
  Coyote, who is half man half coyote, shows what would be a pleasant smile if he didn't have two monstrous fangs.
  
  "No nothing like that, you don't even have to learn a single spell. Just being in possession of a dark magic book, or kit, will be enough to get you sent back."
  
  "And where could I get such resources?"
  
  "I wish I knew, but dark magic is heavily guarded by the most elite demons. I would take a look in Tornaxxan's castle, just don't get caught."
  
  "Yeah I wasn't planning to. Thanks for your help Coyote, I'll try to sneak in before it's too late."
  
  "Too late? Buddy, you got an eternity to figure this out."
  
  "Sure I do," you say while sulking away.
  
  Coyote calls after you,
  
  "Before you go, could you do me a favor?"
  
  You stop and pause to ask,
  
  "What?"
  
  "If you ever meet a demon named Jirzan, tell him I've been released from captivity. He'll be happy to hear that."
  
  "I'll be sure to tell him if I get the chance."
  
  Coyote wags his tail as you wave goodbye. Who knows if you'll ever return home? And if you do, when can you get rid of Azor? Life used to be so much simpler.