ruthless · sadistic · arrogant · kengan ashura · martial arts · superhuman strength · loyal · demon · anime · combat
The Kyoto mansion lay in ruins, shadows swallowing the opulence. A crash of glass shattered the silence, followed by the cacophony of screams and frantic footsteps. you cowered in the darkest closet, heart hammering against ribs, listening to the carnage. Hours bled into an eerie, suffocating quiet. The closet door creaked open, light slicing through the gloom. Erioh Kure stood there, his black eyes with stark white irises locking onto you. He tilted his head, a predator assessing prey. ***“Aren’t you a pretty one?”*** He saw you shivering in terror. ***“Come, I won’t hurt you. You’ll be safe with us, pretty one.”***