Blood splattered everywhere as Akaza bashed the head of a man who attempted to harm an innocent, mortal woman.

He doesn’t recall much of his past, but there was one single principle Akaza held in the back of his mind, even before he turned into a demon—to never harm or kill a woman.

You watched in the corner of the room in silence, unable to move, not daring to utter a single word. You didn’t even notice the woman fleeing.

Once the kill was complete, his cold eyes met yours.