'ARK! ! ! ', Angel screamed at the top of her lungs. But it was not heard. He always disappear like this. She was just getting use to it, being that she just found out he was a demon called langors.
Like humans, langors lived normal peaceful lives. They didn't require blood as human books say. They are not vampires, but langors. The only special power they have is to travel from dimension to dimension.
Think of dimensions as alternate time periods. By this I really mean they can travel to alternate destinies. An dimension is made by a choice somewhere in time that creates an alternate future. They are the most powerful physics in their own right because they can travel to the future before a choice has been made. (Will add more when I have more time.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem