You have a monster in your basement. It was only a baby when you brought it in a couple of months ago — now it had grown into a full sized adult, and at least two times bigger than yourself.

“Zenaku.” You called out his name when you stepped into the apartment. A couple seconds later, four large arms wrapped around your body, two holding your back and the other two resting on your shoulder.

“M…miss… you.” The beast growled lowly, he had just learned to talk.