You are my sin uncrowned poem

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When Sam inquired and told Dean what he was going to do next, as he expected, Dean showed a surprised and hesitant expression.In his heart of hearts, Dean still sees himself as a paladin, a warrior of the gods, a warrior who goes out to protect the people of the gods.

But the reality now is that he is no longer a paladin.He is no longer a holy object, he and Sam have polluted each other's souls.

Sam turned into a demon.

That's the fact that hurts Dean the most.

He failed to stop all this, even, he took the initiative to pull Sam into such a fate.

Sam saw clearly the self-blame in Dean's eyes, but couldn't comfort Dean for a while.He can't tell Dean that he actually feels good now, nor can he tell Dean that he hates himself as a demon.He can only carefully abide by the precepts he once served as a deacon. He will not touch anyone's fate thread, nor will he plunder anyone's soul.The demons are still entrenched outside the manor, but without his permission, none of them would dare to snatch human skins rashly.

For Sam, it was the best of times.

He won't let the demonic part eat away at the human part of him.

The price is actually very simple.

"Dean..." Sam wanted to continue persuading, but Dean stopped his next words with his eyes.

"Am I going to be a demon too?" he asked.

This is undoubtedly a painful question.

He has been fighting against demons almost all his life, against those demons who try to invade the world, and against the demons in Sam's body.

He hates demons, because he has seen too many skins whose souls were devoured by demons and finally had to die tragically. They were once human beings, and he could yell at those who opposed them without fear and tell them that it was demons who died, but he Afraid of those people's tears.Because he has also lost his dear ones, and he has witnessed the tragic death of his relatives.

That was grief they didn't deserve.

But he couldn't stop his younger brother from becoming what he hated the most, and now, he himself had to become that disgusting existence.

Dean's expression was calm, but Sam heard the voice of his soul resisting.He watched Dean's soul crumbling inside his skin, and for a moment he could hardly breathe.

"No, you won't." Sam shook his head, trying to reassure Dean, but didn't know how.He always regretted that Dean had suffered so much for him, and so far, he had done so little for Dean.Until now, he finally fully understands Dean's lies, because the truth is the abyss, the red lake of magma rolling in hell, and Dean doesn't want him to be in it and suffer.

"I don't quite understand this yet, but it's not easy for a human soul to become a demon." Sam put down the teacup in his hand, and glanced at the barely touched dessert on Dean's plate, "What I have to do is to use my soul Suppress the power of the blood seal, it will be temporarily sealed - you can use that knife, and it will no longer control you. But the premise of the seal must be that you accept my...you accept my blood, and we complete the ceremony " He paused, watching Dean's expression, "But there will be a new Hell Knight coming, he will be my entourage, if I want to refuse, I have to choose someone to replace him .”

Dean heard exactly what Sam meant.

Sam wanted Dean to be his knight.

The bloodstain's effects cannot be reversed, and Dean knows that even if all the Hellknights are eliminated, he will not be able to remain in the Paladins.The seal of Cain is the seal of heresy, and he knew everything after hearing the story of Cain, but in order to eliminate the hell knight, he still accepted the blood seal.

A paladin should dedicate his life to the people of God.

Even if you cannot enter heaven after death.

Dean closed his eyes.

Famine Knight is right.

When he found that he could face the "sevenfold retribution" calmly, his heart was already dead.Soul and skin are still struggling in the abyss, he can only stay here because of Sam.

Even a demon, Dean couldn't let go of Sam.

He is doomed to hell.

"it is good."

Dean agrees.

For some reason, Sam didn't feel much joy when he heard Dean's answer.He knew Dean's pain, he knew Dean's struggles and sorrows, and he was just adding to those waves of bitterness.

He brings sin to Dean.

Let him be what he least wants to be.

He must go to hell, Sam thought.

No, he is already in hell.

Standing up and walking behind Dean, Sam reached out and squeezed Dean's shoulder lightly and reassuringly as he always did. Dean looked up, reached out and grabbed Sam by the hem of his shirt and pulled him towards him, kissing him.

Just trap them in this paradise-like demon manor and let them be smashed to pieces in the abyss.

The craftsman personally delivered the silver ring he had made.The black smoke led him trembling through the beautiful garden in front of the castle, and the smell of grass and flowers didn't seem to relax him.Besides the silver ring, he had prepared some other gifts, which were not tributes, but he was just afraid that the demon lord would blame him for his rudeness.

Walking into the castle, the soft Persian carpet under his feet made him breathe in surprise and enjoyment.The castle is quiet and peaceful, and the air smells of oriental spices.

It's not like a demon's abode at all.

Until the craftsman saw a huge white lion.

It was lazily lying in the middle of the hall, as if sleeping.Black smoke passed through its body, but the craftsman dared not move on because of fear.He tightly held the box in his hand and watched the white lion, as if he would turn around and run away if it moved again.

The white lion has been lying there, its tail sweeping the floor leisurely back and forth.Perhaps it noticed the stranger, it turned to look at the craftsman, and suddenly got up and walked towards him.

Huge white lions are more terrifying than demons.

The craftsman's eyes widened in horror, his legs were trembling, but he couldn't move away.

At that time, a tall young man came from the door on the other side of the main hall. He saw the white lion walking towards the craftsman at a glance, and called the white lion's name.The white lion stopped, and its amber eyes were still looking at the stranger gloomily, but it reluctantly flicked its tail at the call of its master, turned its head and walked towards the throne between the sword and the scepter, lazily again. Lie down on the ground.

The demon lord was such a handsome young man.

The craftsman swallowed his body fluid with lingering fear, holding the box in his hand, but he didn't dare to move forward.

Sam reluctantly sat on the gorgeous throne greed had prepared for him, and when he looked up, he saw the terrified artisan still standing there in a daze.Perhaps life in the manor is too boring, and the only pleasure of his white lion is to scare the strangers who come here with its huge physique and sharp claws.

Sam didn't blame the artisan.He asked the servant to take the wooden box in the craftsman's hand, opened it, and found that besides the two pairs of silver rings he wanted, the craftsman also made other silver ornaments.

It's all about what the ladies love.

Sam laughed.

His brother probably wouldn't like it.

Telling the servant to put away the bracelet, Sam returned the wooden box along with other silver ornaments to the craftsman.

"I don't have any women here."

While it's not disrespectful to the demons who turn themselves into handmaidens, demons don't need silver jewelry.

But the craftsman obviously misunderstood, he thought the lord would blame him for this.He stretched out his hand to take the wooden box in fear, his body could not stop shaking. Sam couldn't help but sigh because of his terrified look, human beings are naturally afraid of demons, just like he was afraid of demons back then.

He has gained strength and power, and there is always a price to pay for it.

Sam asked the servant to give the reward to the craftsman, and he left the hall with the silver ring.

Fingers pressed against the inside of the ring, feeling the spells engraved on it, Sam knew what he was about to do would hurt Dean no matter what.It might not be an assault on the skin, and the soul wouldn't be hurt, but it was an evil ritual anyway.

black mass.

That would embarrass Dean as a paladin.

But even so--

Sam figured that Dean would rather not hurt anyone while he was out of his mind.The bloodstain brought him a terrifying instinct, and perhaps some evils can only be suppressed by evil.

Then came one painful cycle after another.

But no matter what, Sam will give Dean everything he needs.

Like what Dean had done to him.

The demon will give his all to his beloved paladin.

TBC