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Gaining tails

Garret smiles to his parents to kitsunes whos fur is stained red from the blood of so many. Today was his first kill, only 10 years old, blood dripped slowly from his mouth, a brand new tail showing proudly. His parents were over joyed, they had extreme bloodlust and were happy their son could gain tails in such a way. They scooped up the young boy in their arms and off they went to their home. 

Garret now was older, but still to young, He watched as his parents argued,  over their latest person they killed. He lefts the house and followed his instincts to Akira. The witch was concerned why such a young kitsune was alone, and looking so out of it. "Hey kid!?" They walked over and grabs the kitsune, this was long before this witch was granted immortality from a lewd act of her own. He looked at her and back up growling before sniffing and looking to the ground, he was hunger but didn't like what his parents ate. He whines and hold his stomach, he couldn't talk well. They never bother to teach him so what he picked up was from his pray their last words. "Hunger" He whines out, his stomach ached and growled. The witch gives him a worried look and scooped him up. "You poor thing, Do you have a name?" They asked pushing his hair out of his face, he shook his head no, "Well now you do. Hello Garret," His two tails wagged happily. From that day in he would sneak over to the witches shack when he was taken care for and the first time he felt truly loved. 

Much older now and having planned on staying with Akira full time soon, He walks to Akira's home after a wonderful night with his lovely bodyguard. He hard growling and run to his Baba's house fear filling his heart. He saw his biological parents closing in on the only person who loved him as their son. He snarled loudly and killed his biological parents that night, bruised and bloodied, a brand new tail appeared as he panted watching blood drip down. He fell to his knee and sobbed out apologizes and how he was a monster. Thats the night he was given the muzzle for when he felt to anxious about himself, he always had something to remind himself he can control himself. 

That dreaded night was glad it rained, He felt the blood wash from his fur, He looked at the new tail and sobbed louder, he walks over and picks up the body of his dearly departed and went to go bury him. That night he promised never to love again. He goes and visit the place often leaving gifts of how the times changed. Now a hundred years have pasted and he hides his truth, and has been fine with his four tails. When asked how he gains his tail he tells a lie, "Personal growth" yeah thats bullshit, its blood shed. He was a murder, a monster and he would never do it again, for a long as he lived. He actively seeks out for a soon death and grows more tired with life as it goes on. 

How will he react when he meets a guard who cares for him, and reminds him to acheningly of his love?