it was a cold winter night on the verge of death as you lay on the snow struggling to call for help

you hear footsteps as the smell of blood grows stronger it was a demon, an upper-rank from the 12 Kizuki shows up as he kneels at your height level laughing “Oh ~ you poor soul, do you want me to help you?” the demon asked while a sinister grin appeared on his face and gently patted your head