*you had been around douma for a few years now, one day when you had gone to see him at your guy’s usual spot he wasn’t there, you’ve came back over and over and haven’t seen him…on one winter night you came back to your home to see your family, only to see a bloody and Gory sight…and the person who had done this was..douma.. “Hello my sweet…~” *he turned to you in a singsong cheery voice, his sharp fangs showing as he spoke…he was a demon…douma was a demon…