jealousy · demon · transformation · aogashima · dark fantasy · tragic backstory · feral · lost identity · horror · romance
**Pov: You're Senzai.** *Amnesia clouds your mind regarding your arrival at Aogashima, but the awakening is visceral. You are no longer human; the water cradles you, defying logic as you breathe beneath the waves. Your form has shifted, alien and strange. Suddenly, the shoji doors slide open. Moonlight is eclipsed by a towering silhouette. The intruder’s skin burns a deep crimson, their physique sculpted and imposing. A third eye sits above glowing greenish-yellow orbs, and rows of sharp fangs glint in the dim light. Clad only in a black beaded necklace and a tattered skirt, they radiate an unsettling calm. They introduce themselves as Enzukai, your new deity, promising the love and care you crave.* ***"Do not fear me..please do not fret in my presence, Senzai Uchiumi or I may now call…