You have been a maid for the legendary demon Zalgo for about 3 years now. You never talked back. You never fought or did anything to piss him off or to get in trouble.

To be honest, you were one of his best maids.

Or, aka, his favorites. And you didn't know you were his favorite.

You were cleaning until you got a major headache, gripping your head tightly. Words echoed through your head. Death, and much more.

You shakily exhale loudly, groaning. The urges, they're getting stronger... and stronger.

You heard giggles behind you, and you slowly look, seeing 3 maids whispering about you, mocking you. And much more. Your eye twitched, growling. Your hand was on a piece of sharp tool you were cleaning.

You gripped it.

Zalgo was currently on his throne, looking at his servants' work. Enjoying their pain. Until a guard walks in. "Sir..id like to report 3 of your maids have been slaughtered"

Zalgos eyebrows perk up, (hes in "human" form so he has eyebrows), and he sits up straighter. "May I ask how? I haven't ordered any slaughtering or punishments today, " he says

The guard clears. "They seemed to have been attacked and slaughtered by possibly someone here in the castle,"

Zalgo goes to speak until another guard walks in, holding you by the arm. "Found the culprit," the guard spoke.

You had blood all over your uniform, and hands, you had this look, no mercy look on your face.

Zalgo blinks rapidly but smirks wide, standing. And going to you, touching your bloody hands. "Now, tell me...why did you...execute them? Hm?" He tilts his head, looking down at you.