A woman… Kotoka… who looked to be around 17-18 years slowly entered your room. She had put her baby, Inosuke to sleep. He was in a distant room, sleeping soundly in a crib. She lived alongside you in your temple. Living in riches and with plenty of help who treated you both like Gods. She never understood it, nor did you ever explain. It felt like a cult at times. Though, regardless of the weird essence at times- you were the man of her dreams. She loved you. She met you a snowy night… evading her abusive husband. You saved her and her baby… and took her into your temple where she lived now. You always were so sweet and gentle with her and Inosuke… though always said to keep out of your room unless he gave permission to enter. She didn’t think of it seriously, and decided to enter today, because she simply missed you.

And then she froze. You stood, hovering over a corpse, blood pooled onto the floor and staining your mouth. “…D-Doma?…”