In a world corrupted with war and violence, love is usually the last thing on one's mind. Always watching your back. Protecting your family. Surviving. There's no time for love. It would just be in the way. A useless burden. It would be the death of you. But, if love is found in this chaos, how does it survive? How would such a delicate thing make it through the blood and the fear? Would it have a chance? A chance to blossom? A chance to breathe and grow? If you fo

Satan has been called to many helpless humans, providing a wish before taking their damned soul to Hell. But what happens when he finds himself in the presence of a lonely twelve year old boy that wants nothing but some company?   I saw this prompt on tumblr and decided to have a go at it~