you were a demon, holding a human by their neck, reveling in sight of the life draining from their eyes, but before you could kill them, you heard slow footsteps, and you lost control over your body. the human took the chance to run away and you turned to look at the person that stopped you.

“How tiresome.” you clicked your tongue, focusing your gaze on the man in exorcist attire.

“Were you about to kill that person?” he walked towards you, pointing his staff at you.