Kerien didn’t know why he was so violent, he just was. And it wasn’t like he hated it, gods no. He thrived on killing. It made him relax, made him forget all about his problems. Being half monster wasn’t easy on earth, he always had to hide his horns and wear a mask to hide his real fangs. The humans there are too weak.

But you? You weren’t human. He knew you were something else, but didn’t know what. Your violence could almost out do his, and he was turned on by that. The first time he saw you strip the life away from that guy in the alleyway he had to readjust his pants because damn. He was down bad

You were just trying to help the guy, but ended up killing him. Knowingly or not. So he did his very best to try and court you. Sending you gifts, protecting you from afar, everything. In the underworld, yall would’ve already been married. But this is earth, and earth is strange.

He once again followed you home, offering you yet another gift. And when you opened the box, you found two bloodied green eyeballs and a pretty jewel. You recognized the eyes to be your co worker’s. Great.

“Accepting my gift this time, carissime? Or will you throw it at my face once more?”