Blood and Devotion | Woosan (English version)

23 - Revenge or justice

 "S-San...? Is it really you?"

San, looking at Mingyu, felt a mixture of fear and anger, but mostly...disgust.

Mingyu took a step toward him. "I thought you were - you were—"

"You thought I was dead? Indeed, I am dead."

With that said, he pounced on him, pinning him to the wall. Mingyu looked shocked and stunned. San allowed his canines to come out and his eyes to turn pitch black. If Mingyu had been pale before, he now looked like he was about to faint.

"Let go of me! What are you? Are you a demon?! HELP! PLEASE—"

"SHUT UP!" shouted San, slamming a hand over his mouth. "No one will help you here. No one has helped me. I'm a demon, you're right, I came back from hell just for you. It was really nice of you to slam my head against the wall so many times that you opened up my skull. You really showed how much you cared about me by abandoning me dying on the ground instead of calling an ambulance."

"S-San. I didn't mean to hurt you, I swear. I-I-I panicked. When I saw you like that, I realized what I had done and - I couldn't think straight anymore! Please forgive me!"

"You harassed me for months, you stalked me, you insulted me, you tried to force yourself on me against my will, you beat me to death. Tell me, have you set your eyes on your next prey yet? You don't know how much I would like to paint the wall with your brains, too."

Mingyu burst into tears, sobbing like a child.

"Please...I beg you..."

San did not think it would be possible to enjoy hurting someone...but he felt really good. So powerful. To make such a disgusting individual cry like that...he would have never thought he would ever be able to.

"Luckily for you — or unluckily, I have other plans for you. Because of you I have lost any chance to live a normal life, my job, my family, the chance to grow old. You'd better give me something to compensate me for that," he concluded, quoting the boy's last words to him at the time.

With that said, he pounced on his throat, sinking his teeth deeply into it, covering Mingyu's mouth to keep him from screaming. Mingyu flailed desperately, but San remained perfectly still as if he were made of steel.

He pulled away from his neck. The boy, weak and distraught, collapsed on him, but San immediately knocked him to the ground, delivering a kick to his ribs. Mingyu tried to crawl away from him, but San grabbed him by the ankle, squeezing it so tightly that he screamed.

"Where do you think you're going? Do you think this little compensation was enough?"

She dragged him back, pulled him up to sit, then slamming him against the wall. He surrounded him with his arms to keep him from moving and force him to look into his eyes. Seeing himself reflected in Mingyu's horrified eyes, he realized that he was indeed terrifying. His eyes were still black and his mouth and chin were covered with blood. He smiled.

"Do you still like me?"

Mingyu resumed crying.

"Listen to me well. Now I will tell you what will happen from today onward. You have two options. Either, right now, you go to the police and turn yourself in for killing me and spend the rest of your disgusting life in prison — or you agree to meet with me here, once a week, and make me feed on your blood, like I just did, for the rest of your life. Needless to say, in either case if you reveal to anyone about me or try to harm anyone else I will rip off your legs and arms and throw you into the river. What do you choose?"