Dream of Demonic Incarnation by Demonkinknight666

Writer: Demonkinknight666

Subject: Dream of Demonic Incarnation

Link: Tumblr / 10.04.2026

Dream of Demonic Incarnation

I found myself lying naked on a tall dresser. I was pondering why I existed and the meaning of my life. Falling asleep on the dresser, I had a vision within the dream. I was surrounded by other Demonic Entities, some much more powerful than myself, and there seemed to be a hierarchy of sorts. 

From the top of the ranks was the Azerate, the most powerful of the Demonic Pantheons, who were basically god-tier beings. An order was cast down, and every single Demon began chanting, “Feed the cattle! Feed the cattle!” And thus a great force hit me, and I was sent through a dimensional shift into the mortal world. I saw myself choosing a body to reincarnate into, and I felt myself attach to the vessel forming in my mother’s womb. I remember being born and feeling the first breath of fresh air. I remember feeling such a strong connection to my human parents. 

As the vision faded, I groggily awoke on the top of the tall dresser once again, the chanting of “Feed the cattle!” ringing in my mind. I checked the security cameras; people were watching outside, and they seemed puzzled, and some of them said, “We are not cattle”. I looked down at my wife and then hopped down off the dresser. 

Aloud, I spoke to myself in wonder, “Am I to be fed to the cattle, or was I sent here to beefen up the livestock which is humanity? Prepare them for harvest?” 

Walking over to the mirror, I gazed into its reflection as it silently cracked into many pieces, but did not fall apart. Within each fragmented reflection, a different version of myself appeared, some scarier than others. I spoke into the mirror, “Feed the cattle,” and every version of me began chanting, “Feed the cattle! Feed the cattle!” I broke off the largest chunk of the mirror and turned away from the other fragments. 

Raising the largest mirror shard, I peered into it. My form was still naked but slimmer, and my head looked like that of a deer skull with antlers. I had no eyes yet, but by some supernatural means, I could still see. I spoke a single phrase as I stared at my Demonic Form, “Then feed the cattle I shall”.