"Your beauty's fading…"
Running my hand through the matted locks of hair, I sighed. It was too good to be true. The room smelt of blood and decomposing corpses, yet there was nothing I could do. I sit waiting, all day just waiting for the smile to reappear upon my fair maiden's lips. For she was the only true reason I ever did smile myself. Now she lay cold and asleep; a fallen angel. I often wonder what she's dreaming about, is she dreaming of me like I am of her? Don't judge me, I know I will never know the answer for the blood in her veins has run dry and the evidence of that is upon the wooden floor. Smiling, I move my hand down her sides; the hand stopping once it reached the gash upon her stomach where her insides lay coiled and ripped. She really was truly a beautiful woman. Her eyes were the loveliest shade of brown and her hair was soft and matched those enchanting orbs. Now her optics are silent and her hair is greasy; disgusting.
I hate looking at what she has become but I cannot help but stare. The expression on her face is one I can't describe easily. She looks…petrified but happy. Scared of what was too come but relieved everything was now over. Did she ever love me? I wonder…I look around the room helplessly, there is no way out. I have tried many of times and checked for an exit. This is like a prison for the damned. I feel ill. The stench grows thicker every day. So many dead…How come I'm not? Why is it I have to stay here and watch? Or…Is this prison more like a cage for an animal? A filthy animal which lives amongst its own food. Is this the life destined for a monster like myself? Naruto claims he shares my fate. He lies. He thinks he understands everyone and everything. He's a pain, a liar and I hate him with a burning red passion.
Poor Matsuri, my beloved. Was it I who killed her like these other people? Or was it the monster inside? I can't tell any more…My life is not worth being taken accounted for much longer. I figure that's why I am here in this dark, cold room. A room fit for a beast. A soft chuckle then left my lips; this was perfect for me then. If this is what I am meant to be and this is how I am meant to live, right now I am living the dream and I cannot see it. How wonderful… Standing to my feet I look around the space surrounding me. I don't have much room. I hadn't noticed this before. I walked over to one of the caged windows. Surely someone like me can break out from here. Lifting my hand I went to pull at the thin bars…But there's an unbearable pain in my abdominal…I guess this is it. Turning my head to the side to look over my shoulder, I see him; a man of blonde hair and blue eyes. In his hand he held a katana, looking closer at the object; I can see a tongue licking at the metal shaft. Before I could retaliate everything…went black.