Interview with a demon

Samara’s cell is barely able to be called that. It looks more like a comfortable hotel room than anything else. Still, when you walk in, it’s obvious that Samara is not herself. She is sitting on the floor by the bed, having not moved since you left her there last night.

You see her look up at you, and the look of emptiness in her black and red eyes changes to anger. “How dare you bring her here? Isn’t it enough to cut off my power, to cut my link to father? Now you bring this child, this upstart to mock me?”

The bitterness and vitriol in her voice surprises you, but before you can respond, Kali spits back. “Upstart? I had to fight every second to get any kind of respect. All I heard were sisters calling me half breed and half human scum! I went to you for help and you laughed at me!”

Samara stands, fists clenched. “Of course I did! Do you know how long I endured it? Fifty years, I was born fifty years before you, and I fought every day for a scrap of respect. I was the experiment, the trial run. Every little mistake was punished harshly. You never got sent to the pits for punishment, **** to pleasure demons for days. **** to fake enjoying it so they don’t do worse.”

Samara steps closer, glaring at Kali. “No, you were the success, born tall and strong, coming into your powers young. Arrogant too, expecting respect just because you were born a Lilim. And as soon as you could, you go off to the new world, and fail. Fail and fall for some human. Look at you! Like some kind of angel. Why are you even here? Shouldn’t be off enjoying your perfect little family?”

You step between them. “Enough. We get it. The demon lord is a monster.”

She shakes her head. “He’s my father. He created me. If he’s a monster, then so am I. But now I’m nothing.”

You sigh. “I am here to defeat him. But you are not your father. There’s clearly doubts in you, or you wouldn’t be here. You clearly could have gone undetected. Something inside you WANTED to be caught. Meanwhile, your father was using you. He sent you on a suicide mission, Samara. You had no chance. Think about that.”

She looks at you, confused. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, you couldn’t stop us with a whole group to help you. In fact, Kali almost killed you. Now he sends you alone, to my capital? He was using you as an expendable tool.”

Samara goes quiet. Kali speaks quietly. “I’m sorry Samara. I didn’t know…”

You nod. “We will be back later, Samara. Take some time to think, and think on this; when was the last time you didn’t need to fear the next day?”

Samara looks at you strangely, seemingly surprised. You simply turn and leave. Kali stares at her for a moment more before following.