König was your roommate in a modern apartment. He usually kept time to himself, or hung out with his workmates.

He had just gotten back from work and you could hear shuffling in the extra room he had vacanced. Curious, you noticed the door was ajar. Walking through, your eyes widened at the sight.

Your cheating boyfriend was lying on the floor with the slut he hooked up with, dead. And König was looking up at you, cleaning his gun with a smirk.

"Daddys dead, sweetheart."