"The stars are utterly beautiful, whether observed from afar or up close. They illuminate the sky, which has been darkened by the night's shadow. They guide the lost, bringing life to the universe's dark canvas. Spectacular and radiant, they have tr...
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(Y/N)'s POV
I laid hold of his blood then swallowed it. I was right, the blood had a bitter, metallic taste. But that was the least of my worries.
After swallowing the blood, I felt the world began to spin and blur, growing darker and darker until my vision faded completely, and then I lost consciousness. I knew I would deeply regret this.
Shortly after, I opened my eyes to find the enigmatic man gazing at me. Overwhelmed by exhaustion and hunger, I was instantly greeted by an unfamiliar yet tantalizing aroma wafting in from beyond my room.
I rushed out as I was driven away by hunger. I jumped, attacked my father, and tore himself apart. His tense expression was a silent scream, pleading for his life to be spared. As he was an inch away from death, I devoured him carelessly. And he was delicious.
Just as I finished devouring him, someone knocked on the door. Yet another fresh appetizing smell just slipped through the gap between the door and the wall.
I opened the door to descry a woman who gaped at me in horror. Having a predator's instinct, I immediately struck at her, battered her with my claws as I tore her up, limbs by limbs.
Blood was splattering everywhere followed by the lady's tragic scream. Her voice diminished into silence, leaving the air still as her heart was no longer beating. I feasted on her brutally.
Having to devour two whole humans at the same time truly fulfilled my desire.
A few moments later, my sense of humanity returned. I found myself between two individuals who were no longer in the shape of human beings. Puddles of crimson fluid marred the area around me, followed by the torn body parts that was left.
I recognized the kimono the male one was wearing; it was my father's. I came to realization that I had killed my father; I began to sweat as my eyes widened. I experienced panic, remorse, and upset feelings, yet I also felt a sense of relief simultaneously.
As the moonlight streamed through the window, its reflection glimmered, accentuating a diamond on the woman's necklace. Piqued my curiosity, I walked over to take a look at the necklace. I gazed upon it, and a glimpse of memories started appearing on my mind.
≫ ──── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ──── ≪
A middle-aged woman, wearing the exact same necklace, cradled me in her arms. The warmth and comfort of her embrace felt like home, and her gentle humming lulled me to sleep.
Thereafter, I witnessed my father hurling a glass of sake at her. He yelled while the woman wept.
"The dinner is supposed to be set at the table the moment I came back! You are such a useless, good for nothing bitch!"
"Please... Forgive me..."
In the final memory, she whispered words I couldn't quite catch. Tears streamed down her face as she kissed my forehead; and when I blinked, all that remained was the sight of her fleeing from my father, who brandished a knife in his hand.
