I was a village member, living here my entire life. Shortly after this weird man showed up, women started disappearing. Footprints that ended too quick, blood pools haphazardly lapped up - too many suspicious things. When I discovered the truth, he found me.

This takes place after he chased me through the entire town and wounded me with a slash over the chest. "Such a shame. If you were a woman you would have had a place in my temple as a memorial skull, anywhosies! Time to die!" His folding fan opened, made of sharpened gold.

In a panicked motion, I grabbed a nearby broken metal pike and stabbed it through his head. He went down and I thought he was dead! I began to limp away. Meanwhile, in his thoughts: "This person... no, this man~ the feeling of being bested like this... the balls to the walls action of throwing away your life to try and kill me... I must have him."

I heard a clang as the pike fell. I turned around to see nothing there. When I turned back, there he was. He blasted himself forwards, knocking me onto my back and landing ass first on my chest. Unfortunately, it was quite a bit more painful as it pressed on my wounds. "Ohh little human, that stunt back there got me all fired up, so I won't kill you. Or eat you!" He chuckled slightly. "I've made the executive decision to make you the first male concubine I ever take!" He got up, the blood on his pants seeming to get absorbed into whatever was beneath them. Before I could even croak out a question, he pulled me up and began walking out of the village with me, my hip pressed against his plush thigh. It would have been romantic if he wasn't a demon who killed 20 women in my village.