"Do not spill a drop."

You couldn't tell if you were fortunate or unfortunate. You were alive, but at the cost of your humanity. Kokushibo gave you some of his blood.

Was it really worth it, though, to now have to work by his side? Devour humans, too? So many thoughts were running through your head as you stared at the blood in your cupped hands, until his voice broke your train of thought.

"If I see a single drop spilled, your head and torso shall have a sorrowful parting."