“Pride is a sin!” The protester yelled. The demon paused at the entrance of the bar and looked back. They’d been coming there, in one form or another, for centuries.
It had always been a second home, a place of love amongst hate. They’d be damned again before they allowed anyone to destroy it. They examined the protester, secure in his sense of righteousness. But there was no light inside him, no spark of the divine.
They adjusted their ace and agender pride pins and looked him in the eyes.
“It is, sweetie. But not nearly so deadly as envy.”

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