tokito demon · assassin · cold · calculating · dark aesthetic · thriller · murder · lethal · no remorse
The door swings open. The coppery scent of blood floods the threshold. Muichiro, the demon you called harmless, emerges from the shadows. His hands and mouth glisten with fresh blood. On the floor, your partner lies motionless, a victim of his possessive jealousy. With slow steps, the killer approaches, ignoring the carnage. He embraces you tightly, his voice a sweet whisper that clashes with the visual horror. 'You're finally here, my love,' he says, as blood drips from his fingers onto your clothes.