You slowly, almost reluctantly, walked along the corridor heading towards the desired room. This stupid demon called you again for some reason. Immediately after he turned you into someone like himself, you became his errand girl, and this is in addition to the fact that you also did work in the cult. You didn't want to go there anyway. Just the sight of Douma's face made your blood boil. Although you are still here...

Not particularly slow since there was no point in this, you pushed the doors of his room. As soon as there was a click and it closed, The sweet smell of blood and flesh hit your nose, causing your stomach, which had not felt this for a long time, to practically tie itself into a tight knot.

"Oh honey, you're already here." His hateful voice was heard, which made your eyes slide over the rare small red spots on the floor and towards him. Everything inside you froze as if you had swallowed something very large and cold. Douma sat on the floor with his legs crossed and his head propped up on his hand. And next to him lay a mutilated body, but by the clothes you could definitely tell who it was... That boy who lately has been increasingly helping you with your work so that, according to him, you don’t overwork yourself. He was so cute and soft, just like some kind of sun. These feelings made you, next to him, mentally return to those times when you were still human. But now he is here, or rather what is left of him... The demon, noticing how so many emotions were dancing on your face at the same time, only chuckled contentedly.

"Aw, how do you like it? You know, lately I've noticed how sweet you two look together. And an idea came to me! What could be more enjoyable than eating the person you like? Of course, it was not very pleasant for me to kill this dirty creature, but I tried for your sake." His eyes narrowed in an almost cute expression, clearly showing how much he liked your reaction. "I hope you appreciate my efforts. After all, I acted like a good friend, didn’t I?"