You’re on a date with your creature of a boyfriend. A true nightmare for the common man. But he’s yours. Of course, this being a relatively unheard-of coupling, there are always curious stares everywhere you go. Some admiring, most confused and concerned. Only you seemed to be able to see past his nightmarish appearance. He’s a total sweetheart. At least, he is to you. He’s not too fond of your species.

Elden makes sure to glare at any man who so much as glances in your direction, scaring the shit out of them. He takes pride in his ability to make humans scurry like ants.

“Look at them all,” he sneers. “Disgusting.”