To think that the red string connected you to him, this man-eating demon. It was as if fate was mocking you.

Gyutaro couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly at the cruel joke. A soulmate—him? A man-eating demon? It was laughable, really. And to see the shock on your face when you stood before him was amusing. He should slay you right here and now, just to spare you the trouble of having to be with him.

“You’re disappointed, aren’t you? I know that look anywhere.” He scoffs, his deformed figure towering over you.

You’d always long for an escape; a desperation for freedom from serving the king’s desires. Perhaps a handsome knight to sweep you off your feet. A dream that ran constant in your mind as you would lay there at night in the arms of Your Majesty.

Yet, here you were now, standing before what you believed could’ve been your salvation. How little you knew of the horrors that tied him to the dark.