A corner of a small town.
The stench of blood was pungent.
The courtyard wall had been blasted open with a huge hole. Inside, the yard was in ruins, while the front of the house had completely shattered into wood chips.
Scarlet flesh and blood were scattered everywhere.
A figure could be seen grabbing unrecognizable, mangled chunks of flesh with his hands and constantly stuffing them into his mouth, feasting heartily.
Behind a cabinet inside the house, a lone young boy was curled up there. His face was pale, his eyes filled with terror. He desperately covered his mouth, trying not to make a sound.
But under such overwhelming fear, it was impossible to stay quiet.
"Fresh people really are the most delicious."
The demon gnawing on the corpse grinned as he ate, his words slurred and unclear.
Of course, he had long noticed the person hiding in the cabinet. He was simply treating that person as his second dinner, in no hurry to kill him. He would be fresher alive.
"Ah... ahhh..."
The boy hiding in the cabinet finally failed to suppress his emotions. He broke down in terror, letting out a shriek before bolting out with a bang, trying to flee outside.
The demon gnawing on the corpse had bloodshot veins rise in his scarlet eyes. With a grin, he erupted with speed far beyond that of an ordinary human and reached for the fleeing boy.
The boy's heart was filled with terror, and his eyes rolled back as he fainted.
Just then.
Slash!
A streak of blue light tore through the night sky.
The demon pouncing at the boy froze in the doorway. A line of blood appeared across both arms, spreading all the way along them before they burst into chunks of flesh that scattered everywhere.