DEMON
I heaved the body away from me. There were three of them, now only one remained. He looked up at me with utter horror. "Y-y-y-you're a monster! A demon!" I moved my sword to his throat.
Killing was hard at first. When you saw the life fall from their eyes, a part of you died too. You would be left feeling cold. I push the blade into him. I watch him fall into death. I wait for the chill, yet it doesn't come. I wipe my sword on my dress. No regret, huh? I must be a demon.
Happy Halloween!