Kyōfu No Monogatari (Tales Of Terror)

Devoted To Depraved

They say love conquers all, right? However...just as it conquers it can consume just as easily. It takes nearly nothing for the most blissful infatuation to spiral into a bloody insanity...

I know all too well.

Aisha...my wife, my love...

She was my other half.

She was the woman that made me whole.

She ignited my fire.

She was the day to my night, the sun to my moon.

Nobody could ever come between us.

Or at least so I thought.

On one certain day...
After years of toil...

Aisha finally earned her degree in nursing.

I couldn't contain my excitement

Arms wrapped around each other, we jumped for joy.

However..such harmony would be so very short-lived...

I noticed that my beloved has grown...distant.

When I cook for her, she hardly eats.

Our once thought-provoking conversations became brief and lifeless.

At first, I figured: "Oh, it's just her new job. I'm sure she felt the same way before I got fully adjusted in my field."

Still...there was an unbearable feeling of ambiguity writhing within my soul.
"
"What if she is seeing someone else?"

The next week, I decided to visit her on my day off...

To my shock and utter horror, I discovered the reason behind her neglect.

All of my suspicions were confirmed and more.

As I peered into the window...

I laid eyes on the man she was sitting across from.

His jawline could cut glass.

He had two brown soulless eyes you could get lost in for days.

His hair was a sea of black, enticing anyone that laid eyes on it to touch it.

My heart shattered to pieces.

My own wife...abandoned me...for someone younger.

The woman I loved more than anyone on this Earth...betraying me in such manner.

I- I couldn't let that go.

I simply couldn't accept this.

Even if it isn't as bad as I think, I don't give a damn.

That's MY wife, nobody else's.

NOBODY else's...

That night...I hatched the perfect scheme.

Simply...Eliminate the competition.

How can a dead man steal my beloved Aisha from me, right?

I waited for her to fall asleep.

Then, I slipped my hand beneath her, grabbing her phone.

I typed in the password.

I'm in~

I remembered the man's name from his name tag, so

I searched for the contact to match. And there I found it—Devon.

I texted the bastard, inviting him to my home:

"Why don't ya come over? I'll show you a night that you'll never forget~ don't bother knocking, just come right on in so we can get straight to business."

Now that I planted the trap...

All that was left to do was lie in wait...

I anxiously hid behind the door.

The knob jiggled...the door slowly opened.

Just as Devon entered...I hit him over the head with a metal club.

I dragged his unconscious body to the basement.

"Oh ho, this man is about to have a date with DEATH."

I sat in front of him as his eyes slowly fluttered open.

"Hey, buddy...ready some FUN?"

The pathetic cretin attempted to scream for help, but...nobody could hear him.

I stitched his mouth shut. He couldn't run either, I chained him from the neck-down.

Now...onto the main event.

I grabbed a hammer, and got to work.

For each time he touched my wife, I broke a finger.
To add icing on the cake, I tore his nails off with a pair of pliers.

As I saw the tears flow from his eyes...I wasn't perturbed.

I LOVED IT.

I cackled like a maniac. It only prompted me to do even more damage!

For every step he took to walk to this house, I stabbed his legs.

But no...that wasn't enough so I used my chainsaw to FINISH THE JOB.

Then, it was time for the fun part.

For seducing my wife with those wretched brown orbs, I hammered two nails into his eyes.

I then proceeded to mercilessly slash his dying body, gutting him. His entrails dangling from within him!

That was fun and all but...there's something missing.

YES, THAT'S IT.

I need to show my beloved how deeply she hurt me and how wrong she was for neglecting me...

I took the brutalized, battered corpse, carrying it upstairs. I lied it on the bed next to her piece by piece.

Before I left home, I used the blood from my hands to write her a little message on the wall:

"I loved you, Aisha."

Fin~