Murisaka Versus the Devil

A never ending cosmic struggle

Down in the darkness of hell a pure black sludge congealed
a mass of smaller demons feasted on a meal
unbeknown to the rest
a greater one had set up a nest.
Not far away
and the others know where it was to this very day.
The den was forged from steel even the Devil hunted for
but the Devil knew that Murisaka would even the score.
The metal forged the greatest of blades, guns and other things
it influenced the power many held in just some simple rings.
It made the bearer strong but sucked at his life
much like the bleeding caused by a knife.
Both the Devil Satin and Murisaka wore ten
one on each finger, the power made them kin.
Drunk on power, yet an equal to the other
both began treating each other like a brother.
But both had a darker reason to their thought
kill the other and take the spoils they got.
Murisaka wielded a blade
while the Devil held a gun hidden in the shade.
This ends tonight both of them thought
this final battle must be fought.
One of us will have to die
just so the other can easily survive.
I'll pull the trigger, get it over with quick
I'll slight his throat, and show him a trick.
The thought buzzed through each others head
sooner or later the other will end up dead.
Finally the struggle came to an end
even Satin smiled a devilish grin.
The pale white ghost of a demon
could have the power to have me beaten.
Satins blood poured out as he disappeared
this battle is not over his voice whispered.
Then why don't we let the the other live
because that is a tolerance that I cannot give.
So the cosmic struggle went on
but both parties knew the other would never be gone.
it was a bad a*s against the greatest of evil
it was Murisaka, versus the Devil.

Author's Note

Murisaka is just a name that I had crafted from the thought of of an inner demon.