Journal Five is a old musty leather book covered in markings shaping into a sort of hound with long pointed ears, long snort and sharp teeth.

The journal must have been lost by someone since it was found laying in the open lightly covered in dirt and dust.

Inside the journal tells a story of a person named -----------------. The first few pages are splattered with old dried blood making the age written unable to be read.

What i could read on the pages that weren't covered in blood, I will right down here.

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He stood before me, smiling at me. He was tall around 6ft 4 or 6ft 6. What set him apart from normal folks was his teeth and eyes. His canines were too long, and his eyes. His eyes. Yellow like a cats and the whites were black as the deepest pits.

This was the devil. I knew it, I could feel it. After all this time I finally made with him. It did surprise me he looked normal besides the things i have explained before. He looked like a normal made, long red hair, pale skin and normal looking clothes. He puffed on a cigar, red smoke leaving the end of it. I wouldn't lie. I was expecting some kind of tall demon surround by fire and other demons waving pitchforks or something.

" so, ----------- how ya been holding up in that grave of yours?". His voice was smooth and slightly deep.

" how do you know my name-" my voice filled with surprise.

" you know how kid, I know everyone's name and all about them. I know about you. ---------- died at 27, killed by a spike through the heart. Killed by Grim."

" don't say his name- " i hated his words. I hated the memory of that day.

" touchie- " he chuckled, a black liquid dripping down his cheeks from his eyes. " I know why you wanted me here. So -------- convince me to grant your little wish." He folded his arms as he spoke. His tone was one as if he was speaking to a child. It iterated me.

"... I'm guessing you already have my soul"

He nodded with a smirk.

" then what if the souls of those I kill in my revenge? "

The devil paused thinking rubbing his chin. I quickly continued.

" grant my wish, give me the power to come back and take down that town and grim. You get every soul that lives there."

The devil's grin widen, symbols appeared on his forehead and arms. He reached a hand out. " deal, but if you fail. I'll drag your ass to hell and trust me. It won't be pretty for you." I took his hand, gripping it tightly.

" deal."

His form changed. His skin turning to a red and his appearance looked like a horse mixed with a wolf. A long waxed horn protruding from the middle of it's skull. He yanked me closer, his mouth opened wide and-

And then. I woke up, laying on the cold earth next to my dugged up grave. I was free. After so long I was free. A smile crossed my face. Grim. When I find you. I'm gonna give you hell. Even the devil will tremble at my rage. I WILL BURN THAT TOWN FOR WHAT THEY AND YOU DID.

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Whoever is this grim, i believe I must find him and warn him of this insane person.

I will write more of what is said in this journal when I can.