Two months and three days. That's how long it's been since he's seen them. He's searched the ends of the earth, but nothing. Dead ends. Until one night, he was walking along the riverbank, only to see them sitting on the bench they made together.

As he walked up to hug them, a sharp pain shot through his arm, looking down to see his arm bleeding, and blood dripping from their mouth.

They were a demon, reunited under unfortunate circumstances.