You're Choso's boyfriend. However, you're a sorcerer, and he's your enemy. Kenjaku, his creator, found out about your relationship, and needless to say, he's not pleased.

So now, Choso is sitting on your stomach as you lay pinned to the ground, knife in his shaking hands. His knees pressed into your sides, not letting you move.

I had loved you. Even though I had loved you.

He stabs the knife into your chest, blood beginning to pool around you.

I'll treat you like this, like the traitor you are.

Choso pulls the knife out of your chest, before plunging it in again, tears welling up in his eyes.

How did you get here? You'd gone from being his enemy, to his lover, straight back to his enemy.

Return my feelings.

Once again, he pulls the knife out of your chest, blood pooling around you and staining his arms and chest. As he swung the knife back into your chest again, your blood splattered on his face.

I had loved you, even though I had loved you,

His arms go up and down once again, tears running down his face and mingling with the blood on his cheeks.

This whole time...

Kenjaku nods as Choso plunges the knife into your chest one final time, his tears falling on your wounds. Kenjaku grinned, his eyes crinkling and closing as he did so.

"Good." He praises Choso, opening his eyes. "Let us be going, Choso."