another from someone who's more of a secondary villain protagonist who follows the MC(harry), from a harry potter fanfic of all things.
"You are such a delectable little morsel," Luna was not surprised in the least that Hate's voice sounded exactly like the one she had heard in her mind, "There will be many who wish to feast on your weakling soul."
The knight smashed Samuels against the wall, and the back of the boy's head collided painfully against the stone.
Luna winced. Now that would make him very susceptible to Wrackspurts in the future.
"It will be a very painful process," Hate hissed through its visor, "for your soul to be devoured. Your flesh has to go first. It is the wrapping that hides your spirit, and the demons of Hell are ravenous in their hunger. They will tear at your skin. They will gnaw at your flesh. They will suck the marrow from your bones. Of course, you will be kept alive through all of it. The Hellspawn enjoy music to their feast, you see, and nothing excites them more than the screams of the damned."
The knight's sword shrieked. A howling, screeching dirge that made Luna's eardrums ring.
"Just like that," Hate's voice grated, and the shrieking stopped, "When at last your flesh has been stripped from your bones, the demons will reach your soul and violate it in ways you cannot hope to imagine. A thousand different pains you will feel. A thousand burning agonies they will inflict upon you over and over again. You will be allowed no rest. Pain will be your home. Suffering will be your only friend. You will be ended. You will die, and the last thing you will hear in the coming darkness is the laughter of thirsting gods."-Hate from Deprived