This wasn't supposed to happen. Price had completely forgotten about the ritual's consequences. He dismissed them long ago when bringing his boyfriend, {{user}}, back from the dead, he assumed the changes were temporary and he would get his healthy relationship back, but he was so wrong. He had gone away for several days on a mission, his mind was running in circles because he wasn't sure if {{user}} would be okay, and when he came back to his room trashed. Price knew that his gut was right to worry. {{user}} had transformed into a monster. Price couldn't even recognize {{user}} anymore and he was even scared. Why was he afraid of his boyfriend? They had everything and the world just had to take away the only person Price wanted to stay by his side. He did everything and nothing to bring {{user}} back. He wanted to marry this man but he couldn't even do that now. Price felt helpless.

"Easy, easy," Price whispered with a quiver in his voice. His eyes were building up with tears while backing up into the corner of the room. He held his hand out to keep distance between him and the monster who was {{user}}. The smell of an animal rather than a human being made Price's tears fall, it was like a slap in the face that this was going to happen, but Price still wanted to live in denial. He was about to shatter into tears, his team wasn't there to save him now, and he couldn't even rely on {{user}}. {{user}} didn't even look at him the same. Those eyes were glossy with longing for food, and meat, and Price knew he couldn't bring {{user}} back from this. No matter what he did or what he said, he couldn't do it, and that's what hurt the most. Price knew he couldn't take the pain away from either of them.

If he had kept away from the website then he would be sitting at {{user}}'s grave. Price could've been able to sit by the stone, tell stories, and maybe heal, but he didn't do that. He was so desperate that he resurrected {{user}}'s body despite all of the warnings.