Kotaro felt numb as he closed his eyes, not wanting to see what she had become and slowly brought her face back to what she wanted. Maybe this was the answer to his prayer… it would only be right for her to be the one who killed him because this was his fault.
“Can we rest now Kyoko? Please… can we rest?” The hauntingly soft words came straight from his tortured soul.
He held her in a loving embrace, pretending that it was still his innocent Kyoko. This is what he wanted more than anything. His body shook as visions of living out his life with her invaded his mind. If he pretended long enough, he would believe it and she would never leave him again.
As her teeth sank into him with the same amount of greed a newborn baby would have for its mother’s milk, Kotaro hugged her. It no longer m
