-This writing is incredibly old. I am too lazy to rewrite this, and I really do not like it but oh well. Interpret it however u like...or don't. LOL- "...The tale of the man and his demon, a tale so twisted indeed. Legend tells of a human man and a demon of light and deception. The human's name was Pythos, and the demon's name was Amniro. As a demon, Amniro sought what all other demons were after- souls to consume as soon as they'd receive an "I accept your deal". As a human, Pythos walked amongst the many crowds- stealing things, blending in, getting away- filled with malice.
The tale of the man and his demon, oh so twisted. There came the day, a cool sunny day, the man had come upon his biggest breaking point: a fateful day, an awful string of events. Surely, stealing even the most valuable of commodities was not enough for his tainted heart. He perhaps decided it was time to change that in the worst of ways, and a twisted thrill brought him to do the unspeakable. The murder of another man, that was no forgivable crime.
Hide, hide, hide. He could not hide what he had done, clarity washed over him after the act- he was bound to be caught. Desperate, he grew desperate. If there was anything that attracted demons, it was desperation.
Taking this desperation as an invitation, the demon of utmost brightness appeared before him without a warning as the man tried to hide himself- it knew exactly what he needed, and it presented itself much like an angel and spoke as such. It brightly offered to make the man a deal sure to erase all of his problems: switch places. But that is not what the demon meant- its intentions were to persuade and betray, to steal the man's soul. The man hastily accepted the deal to switch without much thought- but that was not what happened that day. No. Much to the demon's fright, it could not pull the soul it desired from the man- it seemed to be merging with the soul instead. ... Thus, an atrocity was created.
The first Kjaku had been crafted, stuck together with two consciences in one.
Pythos had become more than human. Amniro had become less than demon. The only thing it felt was confusion and shock, along with the numbness of unintended change: it was a demon, a superior immortal who devoured souls and drained the life energy of the living! What went wrong? Did it pick the wrong human?
In a sense, Pythos had obtained his wish. He was unrecognizable from the human form he once had, but now the two monsters were stuck to each other as the approaching public eye panicked about the terrifying combination. Pythos's strength and will vastly overpowered that of Amniro's - a human will that granted him control over the entirety of this new body. But it was not just any human will- a wicked and horrifyingly determined will for evil. With the last shred of demonic power it held, Amniro sought to return back to its home dimension one last time as it fought against Pythos for control. Had it not succeeded, the monstrosity would be doomed to perish on earth.
The creature writhed in confliction and pain as it reluctantly dragged itself through the brimming white portal into a vast world of inky darkness.
The toxicity of the environment began to reject the foul fusion immediately. The world began to pull the halves apart to make something new. As the two rejected each other, their fusion did not undo without drastic effects. From their parting, some of the first true Kjaku of the generation dripped, oozed, and separated from the hearts of their ugly creators. These Kjaku were born of greed, theft, desperation, murder, lies, and betrayal. Torn apart, the man and the demon were now neither man or demon anymore.
The creatures fled from the now two separate entities, and the world began to accept the new life forms that had been created. The ex-demon no longer had control over what once was its world. The world began to decide for itself, now, the fate that would come of the new creations.
That is the tale of the man and his demon... The Kjaku. Or so it's told."