They call me a monster for a reason.
I left my morals behind long ago, and I forgot what empathy feels like.
Emotions get you killed, and I’m tired of watchin’ people die. Not anymore, not under my rule.
When Father Donahue calls on the club for help, we step up.
What I wasn’t countin’ on was her.
She is forbidden. Too young and too pure for me to consider touchin’.
The warmth of her is far too temptin’ and I find myself breakin’ all my rules.
Only, the girl is hidin’ somethin’ and when I find out what it is, I will make her pay.
But not before I get a taste of her cherry blossom lips.