This thread be funfun! And yes, could definitely try to build up on that plot we discussed! Haku likes to be entertained!
One could almost claim that Haku adored his victims some of the times when he was in their faces and saw the terror stun their weak, mortal bodies. It was beautiful to watch their masks freeze in death and become a part of them until their faces crawled with decay and thousands of maggots. This little female was still alive despite his immerse love for the canine flesh. Most canines would do anything to save their sorry hides, but they rarely begged properly when their time had come. Perhaps that was why he had yet to separate this girl’s head from the rest of her body. He doubted she could offer her much of use and worth, but he hesitated the same, razor sharp fangs continuing to linger above her face. He cocked his head and readjusted his focus, glancing at the beating pulse in her jugular admiringly.
A guffaw escaped him when he heard her words—she wanted to learn? Learn what? She had lost all but her bladder the moment he had darted at her. She was a mortal, it was impossible for her to become anything even remotely similar to the magnificent beast he was. Immortality was not something one could achieve with ease—oh no. The demon inhabiting the mortal body of Haku Soul had been born into this endless life cycle. As a creature of the underworld, he was free to play as he willed amongst the pawns of the mortal world. ”You’re not worthy,” the blue eyed beast breathed in light disgust, yet still he had not gone for her throat. She was full of questions, but it seemed she had learned to guard her tongue better than she had as a child.
He had no good answer to the question why. He decided against responding to it, chose instead to continue to gaze down at her with the eyes of death. Anything? His teeth did no longer linger above her face, and instead darted to graze her cheek roughly, leaving the soft layer of skin shallowly ripped and leaking red. They were all much prettier with a bit of colour. The young female had beautiful eyes though, he could admit that much. He snapped at her shoulder with the same strength, allowing enough pressure to pierce the skin, yet no more. She wanted to keep her life, wasn’t it so? He lived on the red matter that poured out of her ripped skin. The cruel beast turned to her face again, poking out a rough tongue to taste the blood covering the part of her cheek that he had bitten.
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