Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

The man approaching her wore a fake, nauseating smile, his gaze fixed directly on Jesse.

“My child,” his voice was hoarse and filled with the raucous hatred of a demon, “I have finally found you.”

Jesse hid behind Sam in fear, clutching his clothes tightly with her little hands.

Dean immediately pulled out the dagger he had hidden in his lower back, which was coated with 'exorcism potion', and Sam also protectively shielded Jesse even more closely.

"Get away from him, scum," Dean growled. "Looks like you don't know who you're dealing with!"

"Of course I know."

“You two are indeed very capable, but are you really going to kill Jesse’s closest relatives in front of him?”

This demon seems to have figured out what the Winchester brothers want to do.

He ignored Dean's threat, then turned to Jesse, his tone seductive: "Jesse, my dear son, don't you recognize me? I am your father, your true family."

"You bullshit!"

Jesse peeked out from behind Sam and excitedly retorted, "My dad is Mark Turner!"

“Mark? Catherine?” The devil sneered, a cruel mockery on his face. “They’re nothing but two pathetic wretches, strangers who picked you up from the orphanage. Their so-called ‘love’ for you is nothing but pity and a sense of duty—it’s all fake!”

“They’re not your family. They adopted you because they’re afraid of you, Jesse. They’re afraid of what makes you different. Haven’t you noticed? Sometimes the way they look at you is full of fear and worry!”

Jesse's body trembled slightly, sensing the unease his adoptive parents occasionally revealed and tried to hide, but which he sensitively caught.

These details, which I had noticed before but couldn't understand why, were now ruthlessly revealed by the devil, and the answer was finally there.

"It seems you understand now, child. You are extraordinary. The blood flowing in your veins belongs to me, to the demons. You were born different from these filthy ordinary people. You possess unparalleled power. You are my child."

"Come with me, Jesse, hell is your true home." The demon intensified its attack, its voice like a viper's hiss. "Lord Lucifer knows you; he admires your power!"

"There, you won't be treated like a monster; you'll be revered as a prince!"

"Your bloodline is so extraordinary, your power so magnificent, your abilities will be fully unleashed. Together we can rule this world, making those hypocritical humans who fear you, and those high and mighty angels, all grovel at our feet!"

The devil's words were full of temptation, painting a picture for the child as full of power and approval as possible.

For a child who had always felt lonely and different, this was almost irresistible, and Jesse's eyes began to waver and struggle.

Seeing that Jesse was about to be seduced, Sam knew he could no longer hide it.

He whirled around, grabbed Jesse's thin shoulders with both hands, forced him to look into his eyes, and spoke rapidly and clearly:
“Jesse, listen! Part of what he said is true, but he twisted the most important part: your birth mother was Julia Wright, and she was possessed by a demon!”

"The one who possessed her is this guy in front of you. He used your mother's body to give birth to you while she was possessed, so you have half demon blood and these powers!"

Jesse stared in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief as he looked at Sam, then at the demon.

“But your adoptive parents, Mark and Catherine, their love for you is real!” Sam’s voice was full of strength and sincerity. “They may have been afraid, they may have been confused, but they never gave up on you!”

"They gave you a home, warmth, tried their best to understand you, and protected you!" "This love is more real than any blood relation, while this demon doesn't deserve to be called a father! He's just a monster who used you and wanted to turn you into a killing machine!"

"He wants you to serve Lucifer, to become his accomplice in destroying the world. He wants you to fall, to become as ugly as him!"

"This is absolutely not something a father would do. Don't be seduced by the devil. You are human Jesse, not demon Jesse. He even killed your own mother!"

Sam's words were like a sharp sword, piercing through the trap of lies woven by the devil.

Upon hearing these words, the confusion and wavering in Jesse's eyes quickly faded. The inexplicable excitement and illusions he felt upon seeing his biological father disappeared, replaced by anger at being deceived and betrayed, and clarity after seeing the truth.

He was a child, but also a kind and intelligent one.

The demon realized his attempt to bewitch had failed. The feigned kindness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a hideous expression, and his black eyes were fully revealed.

"Enough! Since you refuse to do this willingly, I'll take you away by force!"

He roared, a black, hellish aura rising from his body, and pounced on Jesse!

At this critical moment, Jesse raised his head.

His eyes no longer held fear or confusion, but rather a calm, rational, and resolute look, a look that indicated he had made a choice.

He made no move, but simply looked at the lunging demon and said clearly and calmly:
"You shouldn't exist."

There was no light, no loud noise.

The menacing demon, as if erased from reality by an invisible giant eraser, froze abruptly less than three meters from Jesse, and then rapidly decomposed and dissipated into the finest black dust starting from the edge.

Before he could even let out a scream, he vanished completely into the air.

Even the sulfurous stench and chilling aura he brought with him were completely wiped away.

The streetlights returned to normal, and the temperature rose again, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.

Dean and Sam stood frozen in place, their palms sweating as they gripped their weapons.

They witnessed Jesse's power firsthand—his words became law, an almost rule-based erasure. This power was indeed, as Castio had said, terrifying to the point of despair.

Although its limits are unknown, ordinary people, including the two of them, would absolutely not be able to resist this power.

Jesse stood there, slightly out of breath, her small face showing the weariness of using her strength, but her eyes were unusually firm.

He looked at Dean and Sam and said softly, "He's gone. I'm not going with him."

Then she paused, lowered her head, and said in a pleading tone, "I think I know why you've come. I want to say goodbye to my parents, is that alright? I won't stay too long."

What else could Sam and Dean say?
They could only nod.

Back at the Turner's house, Jesse spent some time alone with his adoptive parents in their upstairs bedroom. (End of Chapter)