The Prism

Prism always was coming when the sun went down. He was the only Kah'rai that visited him but he was very frequent guest. And always got onto his nerves; he knew how to make Nashim angry and used that knowledge very often.

"Our little boy is writing!" Nashim heard a voice behind him. It was dry voice of an old mummy but it was clear to everyone that the owner was far more ancient that the said corpse. Nashim didn't look back but he knew that Prism took the form a o Karmalan scholar with white robes and light boots. Only his hair and eyes beamed with colors...as always.

"What you want, Prism" he shook his head with anger but didn't stop to write a letter.

"I only want to look up our dear pupil!" exclaimed a demon with a cruel smile. "And take care of your plan that is going too slowly..."

"Too slowly...?" Nashim murmured. "Yes, your plans need to go quickly, without a thought and without making actual sense."

"Humans must die!" Prism's voice harshened. "And we don't want to delay their fall. We didn't give you powers without a reason. We can always take them back..."

Nashim turned slowly, his face didn't show anything.

"Yes, you gave me powers...and jailed me in the body of my ten years old self."

"But you are so cute when you are making this adorable expression before your king!" Prism crossed his arms and laughed. "You know what you need? A woman."

"Yes, a woman" Nashim snorted. "I am a damn boy!"

"We can always find a girl that like children..."

"Stop being a fool, Prism. I can live without women. I have a mark of Oblivian."

"Haha, yes. You take pleasure from hurting others. Our dear Oblivian gave you that without a thought. But you had that cruel streak before Oblivian's intervention, hadn't you? You never was a nice boy, even as a nature loving freak. You had cruelty deep inside your heart...But it's untrue what you say about not needing the women. That sorceress of yours...she admires you and fears you...I know you want her..."

"Shut up, Prism!" Nashim got furious. "You know nothing. Whole Unseen Realms know nothing!"

"We know everything" Prism laughed. "But yes, I will shut up. Devinial only wants to know when you plan to be ready to open Book of Spirits. We DIE to give it to you and destroy the human spawns..."

"Soon. And now go. You smell of a corpse."

Prism laughed again and disappeared. Only the laugh still ringed in elf's ears. Nashim sighed. Unseen Realms were impatient and his plan was far from ending. This will be a long night...