"I don't know what to think of it," he said honestly. "I've been to the Fade before. It was confusing and frightening." Despite that, given what he was offered he likely would have stayed if he could. That was part of what made it as frightening as it was. A world created of emotion inhabited by creatures that could read one's deepest needs and desires was beyond compelling.

His gaze was thoughtful and a tad distant before he returned to the conversation. "I encountered a demon there. Who's to say that they aren't essentially the same as good or bad people? We focus on the good attributes and call those spirits and the bad and call those demons, when the natures could be one and the same, only differentiated by actions and focus. If those with more experience and greater proclivity for philosophical questions cannot agree, I feel unqualified to make a determination."

That latter question was much easier to answer. "They kill and consume it. It's a gruesome death, torn apart by powerful jaws and sharp teeth. Their hunger knows no sating and no end. Small groups of possessed corpses have been known to eat their way through entire villages, leaving nothing but blood and offal in their wake. Worse, such atrocities can thin the Veil, allowing yet more demons through to the physical world. Thus the cycle perpetuates. Have you nothing like this in your world?"