I've always known pain. Existence. Night. Made a sinner. Without a soul to keep me tethered to the world I so desperately want to be a part of but am damned to rule . . . Life isn't living. Not when everyone sees you as enemy number one, King of the demon race and yet something much more . . . powerful and sinister pulses beneath the surface of my skin. It started when I met her, the power surging under my fingertips like the cruel universe was finally answering my screams at night for something more. And just like that, the memories come, only I don't know if they're mine or someone else's entirely. Long ago, I made a bargain with a god. A soul for a soul. I spent thousands of years without this awareness and now? Everything I touch turns to ash. Even my own immortal friends fear what I am. Everyone but her. The day to my night. Part of me doesn't want to know what I am. But it's too late, too all-consuming. Darkness is coming. That darkness, I'm afraid. Is me. Contains mature themes.