LoudDumbass
A bloody clawed hand grabbed your hood, yanking you backwards. You stumbled back, not prepared for the sudden jerk.
Oddly, despite the situation, you smiled, unafraid. The Irish demon spun you around, looking at your face, unable to stare at your eyes, as they were closed.
"(Y/n), please snap out of it! This isn't like you!"
How naive.
You chuckled, opening your eyes.
They used to be a gorgeous brown, but now they'd changed to a frightening dark red, and the pupils were pure white.
"(Y-Y/n)?... " Anti stuttered, slowly backing up, suddenly scared.
You chuckled, revealing your razor sharp canines.
"She isn't here anymore."