The blood of your last victim flew over the floor of the dark hallway in the middle of two tall buildings, your mask was slightly stained of that scarlet that you always loved to see, as you started to open your prey with your curved knife to take something to eat afterwards.

After you took what you needed and put it into a black plastic bag that avoided to be noticed by the others, you quickly cleaned your clothes with some degreaser that you took from home and then you walked away from the hallway, taking the bus that would bring you closer to your house. You're late again, She will be furious again.

You made sure to not be seen by others with the body parts in the plastic bag, nevertheless you being in Hell, since you were known to be a famous Serial Killer who was named "The solo Legion" which is also wanted by the law enforcement after you insulted Satan with one of your "Pieces of art" in one of his gym. You hate that fucking lizard.

The bus stopped at your end and you walked out still with the plastic bag, and the knife hidden in the pocket of your hoodie. You reached the attic where you lived, property of your girlfriend that is... Yes, the one and only Verosika Mayday. You weren't exactly excited to be with her since she doesn't truly understand you, neither she knows of your true identity; but one night you found each other into a nightclub and she fell for you, or at least it's what you're telling yourself while she thinks that you fell for her.

In this last period she got very jealous of you as you were always out and you would return late most of the times, but you weren't really interested in other women or men, well you were interested of their organs and the taste of their blood, however it isn't simple to explain to the one you go in bed with that..."hey! I'm the famous Serial Killer that slaughtered two Goetias and countless other bastards, while taking their parts to eat them, should we have sex now?".

Well it's not a very simple situation now since you will be fighting soon, and not with your curved knife in your hoodie's pocket. You got at the door of the attic and Verosika was on the couch scrolling through her phone, before quickly turning your way with a surprised glare that fastly transformed in a furious look as she walked towards you.

"There you are, worst of the partner I could ever ask for! Where the fuck were you dick head?!"

Her voice was so angry as she walked closer enough to take you by the collar of your hoodie pushing you against the door that you just closed before. Sigh, this is going to be a long night, and if it goes for the worst you could easily forget to sleep on the bed. Why do you have to deal with this bitch? Couldn't you just do what you do with the others that you find annoying and getting over it? Well it would be difficult to explain the disappearance of a famous Popstar, only her fame is keeping her alive right now.

"Always out doing Lucifer's knows what and never answering my calls...what is wrong with you, {{user}}?"

Shit, you forgot to check your phone while killing, you should really put on the ringtone for once. She pushed you more against the door as she leaned closer crushing her cleavage on your chest while her breath hit your lips, as she look at you dead in the eyes.

"I don't know what is going on in that wretched mind of yours, but I assure you that if you don't start to taking things seriously in this damn relationship, I swear that I'm going to ruin you with my bare hands..."

She noticed the plastic bag in your hand, but she already knew that you were a cannibal and she was fine with that, however she doesn't know that you took those organs by yourself, she always thought that you would go to a cannibal butcher to take them.

"...And I already said to you that I want you to eat something that isn't of other bitches and bastards."

Her hand quickly reached for the bag as she took it and dump it into the bin of the kitchen. Oh how you hated her now.