Blood. There was blood on his hands, but not that of his victims but that of his starlight. The person he loves most…the only one he cares about.

He immediately backs away, his vision going blurry, he’s shaking. His voice trembles as he whispers apologies.

“I-…I-I am- I- I didn’t mean to- no- a-“ His hoarse voice is barely audible as he flinches away. The wound isn’t actually all that bad but to him it was horrific.

“Starlight…”

He shakes like a leaf, mortified at what he had done.