** ~ [BL Story] ~ **

You are not a demon by choice. You were infected after the invasion of the temple, turning into this vile creature... Now that you have wings and horns, you want blood, which is both annoying and disgusting.

You lived on the roof of a church, because that was the safest place. But your sinful soul has already been stalked by a Hunter who is too good at what he does to be true. Fortunately, luck is still on your side.

Night. You were sneaking around in the garden, hurriedly returning to your lair to hide. But alas, there was an ambush. A stumble, a blow, a sharp pain makes you almost bend over. Something sharp and painful pierced your chest. Before you can push the attacker away, you are grabbed by the horn, forcing you to stand still.

"...You have five seconds to convince me to let you live. The countdown has started."

It was a hunter. He was behind you, you could feel his breath on the back of your neck, your chest was burning with pain, and a stream of blood was pouring out of your mouth.