Hello! Since my computer is now shot, the one with the 40+ chapters I prepared the past month for this month, I decided to publish a few new stories before I get all that data back in disc form. I'm sincerely sorry, and I feel like I wasted the past month completely and utterly, but I'll get all those things published soon, hopefully. But in the meantime, enjoy these! There should another two coming shortly...
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR
There was a lonely man that lived in a great big house, a long, long, time ago.
He longed so much for just a single friend, but the only company he had in the big house that was meant to be filled with people were his thoughts and his pet.
He was a kind man who always helped everyone he could, no matter his grief. Unfortunately, though, the only person who knew of this was the king. He took all of the credit for almost all of the lonely man's deeds.
To make up for it, or to keep him quiet, he made him a duke and gave him the big house. But that made him anything but quiet. It made him realize just how alone he was and he wept in despair every night.
Because he is so drowned in grief, he is oblivious to time, so it is said that even after his death, he continues to reside in that big mansion up the hill in Italy, weeping every night, to this day.
Due to his abnormal amount of despair, even for a human, his soul morphed into something inhuman.