~January 6~ This is new to me. Living like a human. Perhaps I should have tried it sooner. I haven’t seen her for the last few days. Though for some reason I am okay with that. Maybe since this is for her. I started eating human food. It tastes weird. All these… flavours. So different from how souls taste. I’ve even changed my habits. Now I sit, in the park where I first saw her. The sun bearing down over my shoulder onto pages that have never seen the sun. Exposing my thoughts to the world of light. So strange. ~February 12~ Something weird is happening to me. Somehow, I can... sense people's emotions. How the humans react to things. Their rage. Their fears. Like it calls out to me somehow. As if it's begging me to indulge in the sweet emotions of humanity. Do they feel this too? ~February 18~ The feelings have gotten stronger. At the start they were like gentle touches. Now they bombard me. Twice now I've had to stop myself from feeding. ~February 23~ I feel myself getting weaker as the days pass. Is this a human thing? We’ve always known that humans were weak. It was only because of their numbers that they managed to kill so many of us. Perhaps I am turning human. Maybe that is what this is. Is it possible? Can a demon really turn human? I’ve never heard it done before. Though if it were, we probably wouldn’t hear about it anyways. Demons only gather every five centuries, more than enough time for a demon turned human to die. What would I do as