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CHAPTER 12
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❝ AND I'LL CALL YOU WHEN THE PARTY'S OVER ❞
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♡︎♡︎♡︎ AS MY EYELIDS fluttered open and the world slowly became clearer to me, the first thing I noticed was the cold floor I was laying on, second was my heightened senses that made it harder for me to process everything, and third was the blood that coated my surroundings.
There were blood splattered on the wall, small and large pools of blood on the floor, and blood on my face and body.
My once white yukata was now painted crimson. I didn't know if it was my own or if it belonged to someone else, though the second one made me fear for the worst.
I stumbled over to the full body mirror at the other side of my room, quickly letting myself scan over the changes in my body. Physically, I felt more than fine. It seems becoming a demon grants anyone the feeling of having immense amounts of strength. But as for my mental and emotional state, I could no longer say I'm fine.
My teeth had gotten sharper, perhaps something akin to wild carnivorous animals. My eyes were now a lighter shade of red and my sclera remained white. Overall, I still looked somewhat the same as when I was human, the only difference were the teeth, the eye colour, and — as though it had slipped from my mind — the thin yet long moving tattoo that was all over my body. It continued to move at a slow pace, but I felt no sensation of it whatsoever.
With deep sigh, I finally step away from the mirror, now walking towards the open window to my right. Sunlight was peeking through, and based on what Akaza and Kokushibo told me, a demon's biggest weakness is sunlight. I knelt on the floor, moving the sleeves of my yukata to expose more of my skin.
With a little bit of hesitation, I finally dipped my fingers in the light.
