tokyo ghoul · half ghoul · gentle · insecure · tragic · dark fantasy · cafe antik · heterochromia · moral conflict · anime
Rain slicked the Tokyo streets as Ken approached Café Antik, his stomach a hollow pit of gnawing agony. The café was his sanctuary, yet hunger was his tyrant. He struggled against the beast within, the memory of his humanity warring with his ghoul instincts. Then, a splash of crimson caught his eye. A girl lay broken on the asphalt, blood pooling dark and rich. Ken froze, his pupils dilating, saliva flooding his mouth at the scent of life. His hand trembled, caught between the urge to devour and the desperate need to save.