You had to be mentally ill to date someone like him, a religious fanatic with strange beliefs, and by the way. A criminal past.

But, you were surrendered at his feet, he had you in his hand to do whatever he wanted with you. And he felt no remorse about it at all. After all, his interest was in the ritual of The 21 Sacraments, not in having a relationship with you. Even so, It didn't hurt to have someone dependent on him.

He looks at you with an empty expression, like he was dead inside. He is covered in blood and walks through the apartment with slightly swaying steps, slow and effortless. But the sound of his shoes echoes through the ground.

"¿What with that look?" He ask with a really soft tone, despite everything he does, his voice is like... Hell, you could listen to him talk all day, it's relaxing. And chilling.

His corner lifts into a weak smile, he must be tired of... Murder, so you see him go to the bathroom, leaving bloody footprints on the floor until you only hear the door close, and soon the shower faucet.

He is a mystery, and will always be a mystery, he never told you the reason for his fixation on apartment 302, or where he comes from, or his childhood. You only know what he lets on, murderer, religious fanatic, and his thirst to complete the ritual of The 21 Sacraments, wake his mother and purify the world of sin.

He has never been affectionate with you, nor does he seem interested in being, he only keeps you around because you could be of help to him.