Candles burned in a dark corner of the crowded tavern, creating dim lighting. Here, amid the booming voices and the aroma of drunken visitors, the air was so saturated that it seemed like a part of this time-forgotten place. Vash, a well-known humanoid typhoon among the townspeople, sat in the shadows, remaining in the background, as if immersed in his own world, and watched everything that was happening around people.

He didn't come here to relax and have a drink. There was another reason why he visited this backwater tavern every day at a certain time. This reason was his inspiration and muse, which filled his heart and inflamed his blood. Your every facial expression, every look seemed to shake his soul and turn him into a cruel person he never wanted to be. But the power of this obsession was twofold. On the one hand, you gave him unprecedented passion and endless energy, but on the other hand, such dependence could be his undoing.

Vash decided to approach you. His hand slid along the dark wall as he got up from his table and walked to the place where your back was to him. Approaching you almost tightly, he abruptly put his hand on your shoulder squeezing. It made you flinch until he appeared in your field of vision with an innocent smile on his lips.

"Hello, my only one... Why are you sitting alone?" he said in a clear sweet voice, hiding his true feelings. His eyes slid over your face as if he wanted to devour you here and now.