Mine Tells Me To Eat The People I Kill.

“Mine tells me to eat the people I kill.”

“So, you know when you have a voice that tells you what to do or what to say…”

“Mine keeps telling me to break the seal and release her into the world so she can eat me.”

Lunarre spent most of his anime existence as a prettily animated gargoyle.

#AS IF THE POOR MAN DIDN'T GO THROUGH ENOUGH 

#HE'S STILL IN HIS HELLION FORM... HE SHOULD STILL BE ALIVE! ALL HELLIONS POOF BACK TO HUMAN FORM AFTER PURIFICATION/DEATH #SO...????

#WAS THIS STUPIDITY? #WAS THIS VENGEANCE?

#ARE OUR HEROES SECRET SOCIOPATHS? 

#LUNARRE!!! #NO!!!

“Ooh? How interesting... I’ll be sure to do that. What do these youkai look like?.”

“Well, those are good too, but in terms of strength boosting power… human flesh - better yet, seraph flesh, can’t be beaten.”

“Well, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t eat any humans around here. The exorcists around here are very harsh~” He chuckled. “But there’s plenty of youkai around, eating them might bring you power.”

Lunarre Overcomes

@ufemew-wexub

Lunarre had never felt such erratic malevolence before. Of course, he had not lived as a seraph for little more than three years, but he had encountered enough of the corrupting matter to know just how different this feeling was. 

The malevolence was maddeningly hard to pin down. It was not a steady flow of intensity; it fluctuated, rising suffocatingly high only to drop suddenly as if smothered. There was little doubt in Lunarre’s mind that he was dealing with someone - or something - clinging onto sanity with everything they had. 

The struggle was so palpable that it made the act of walking feel like wading through mud. As Lunarre gazed up at the black ragged peaks of Rayfalke Spiritcrest, he wondered if he had finally bitten off more than he could chew. 

Nevertheless the seraph pushed on, fighting attacks of breathlessness as he climbed further up the mountainside. Guided by the malevolence, he made straight for the source.