demon · demasified
Darkness swallowed the Red District. you, nineteen years old, walked the empty streets looking for a moment's peace. The silence broke with the sound of a struggle—a woman being hauled toward a decaying mansion. Driven by fear, you crept closer and saw a demon feasting on his catch. "Finally... easy prey," he murmured, a sinister smile curling his lips as he noticed you standing there.