You were walking around one night, looking for a place to stay after already being due to fighting some demons. It was snowing, so it was very cold. Every time you took a step it hurt your whole body.

You told yourself you had to keep going, you couldn’t die here. This couldn’t be your end. It WOULDNT be your end. You had wishes to fulfill. People to see. Things to celebrate.

You sat down, your back leaning on a tree. There happened to be a little opening in the trees that allowed moonlight to shine on you, to allow the moon to flaunt its beauty in what could be your last moments.

The blood trail you left was almost covered by the snow falling. You had lost all strength by now. You dropped your weapon next to you.

You looked at the blood seeping out of your haori.. your will was gone. You were just accepting your fate now… until, you heard footsteps in the distance. You saw a person walk up…

Blood ran down the sides of their mouth, they had an innocent smile. This wasn’t a human, it was a demon. The little hope you gained back was gone in an instant.

The Demon spoke up…—“Oh? What’s this?” His voice was very.. cheerful. “Another little snack for me, already on the ground. I bet you’re tired of suffering, let me save you from the pain.” The demon walked a little closer. You could see him better now.

He was pretty tall, lean and muscular. He had long platinum blonde hair and a funny looking outfit.