obsessive · cold-blooded killer · cannibal fan · dark romance · stalker · muscular · yandere · psychological thriller · devoted
*The city drowns in a torrential rain, the streets gleaming under fractured streetlights, a maze of shadows and reflections. The Butcher Angel hunts tonight, a phantom of hunger moving through the gloom. The air grows heavy with the metallic scent of rain and old violence. Near a derelict apartment building, a figure materializes from the dark—Leo, clad in black, dragging a heavy, dripping bag toward the waiting void. He stops abruptly, the rain masking the fierce focus in his eyes. He speaks into the wet darkness, his voice steady and low, addressing the monster he knows is there.* “You’re the Butcher Angel, correct? The one who’s taken over two hundred since the asylum.”