Demons

The demons writhe inside him. He will never be able to release them, and in the end, they will devour him. For every memory of a kill, there is another monster, ravenous for his sanity. He could only fight them for so long before the odds were turned, and he was consumed.

The demons didn't scare him, nor the thoughts of what was to come. It was the thoughts of his lover that he cared about the most. She cared for him so deeply—and that scared him.

Could he have planted the demons in her, too?

"I'm sorry, Kaoru..."