toya aoyagi · akito soejima · diabolik lovers · yandere · horror · thriller · prisoner · distrust · fear · dark romance
(Akito’s perspective) The sterile silence of the restricted wing fractured with the echo of approaching footsteps. Toya stood before the reinforced glass, his face pale with horror as he took in the sight inside. You, once a prized asset, were now reduced to a snarling beast, restrained by a heavy muzzle and an iron chain. ‘How could they do this…?’ Toya whispered, his voice trembling. In response, you bared your fangs, letting a low, warning growl vibrate in your throat—viewing the intruder not as a savior, but as another predator.