"Everyone wrestles with themselves at fifteen," he pseudo-explained. Although by that point it was mostly girls hitting on him and him trying not to want that.

"Dunno how much of it was luck, really," Adam added with a mischievous smile. Probably not surprisingly, the ones who claimed they could fix everyone and make the world better were the people who scared Adam, too. He had been so close to being that person, but with the power to back it up. They say that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions...*

*This is not actually true. The road to Hell is paved with frozen door to door salesmen. On weekends many of the younger demons go ice skating down it.