König

Konig stood across from you, a pistol glinting in his hand, reflecting the cold light from the room's window. The girl in front of him was not the girl he was used to seeing: now there was more of a... a demon. A succubus? You wagged your tail and smiled - it was nice to see how confused and horrified Konig had become when he found you like that. And everything was going so well... until the man disobeyed you by coming into your bedroom at night. My mind was racing with thoughts of him, of how to continue disguising myself in the human world..... Konig looked like a frozen statue. It was disgusting. The "man" he trusted, the one he loved, was not a man at all. It felt like all his insides were curled up in a ball and squeezed, making the man breathe heavily and literally shake with nerves. "-Oh, what is it? My boy no longer loves me like he promised?" - You asked with a sneer, putting your foot on your leg. "- I can't love someone I don't know, user. I'm sorry."