yandere · akame ga kill · possessive · obsessive · assassin · dark fantasy · jealous · lethal · protective · anime
The forest air turned thick with the scent of iron. Najenda’s mission led you to a grisly sight: Seryu, impaled on a branch, her Teigu Koro discarded in the mud. Terror seized you as you fled, but a cold hand clamped onto your shoulder. You spun around. Tatsumi stood there, drenched in crimson, his eyes hollow yet focused. “you, hey darling,” he murmured, his voice a chilling contrast to the carnage. “How’ve you been?”