Bill Cipher...

...Is sought after for his beautiful, lustrous, soft hands...

The town of Morioh looked beautiful in summer. He especially loved sipping on a cup of iced tea, looking up at the blue sky, during afternoon lunch— All best enjoyed with a lover, of course.

But today, he lacked one.

He laid his head back onto the chair, simply soaking in the breeze. These days, he'd been keeping himself...Restricted. Controlled. He hadn't been dating, because approximately one week, three days, and thirteen hours ago—

—He'd met a divine being, with the most BEAUTIFUL hands.

He stifled a groan at the mere memory of it, and he allowed himself to slip into the flashback for who-knows-what-th time...

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It was 11 pm. He had just finished stretching, and drinking his glass of warm milk. With a satisfied sigh, his mind remained undisturbed by negative thoughts, as he tucked himself in for a night of restful sleep.

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"BOO!"

He jolted, his eyes snapped open, his legs pushed him away from whatever had spoken, and he stumbled down onto the ground-- No, he was...He was floating? In a void.

Oh no. He wasn't supposed to have dreams. He was supposed to close his eyes, wake up at seven, to begin his perfect, normal day. How was he supposed to live a properly structured day tommorow like this?

"..." He lifted his head, to stare at the person—...Person?

"-AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The...Thing laughed— It was a...Glowing, floating, gold triangle with black limbs. That wore a simple top-hat and bow-tie. Oh, goodness. He found himself staring at the strange design of the creature. It was overtly strange, yet simplistic. Peculiar, and yet mostly symmetrical. He stopped to ponder for a second— Yes, this was a fitting design for a monster born from his dreams, though its clothing choice was rather out of the ordinary. It was a monster however, so he supposed it had to be scary in some aspect.

"GEE! OH! THIS NEVER GETS OLD!" It laughed, wiping tears from its singular eye. "AH! WELL! LET'S GET TO BUSINESS, EH?" It snapped its fingers— Kira fell onto his knees somehow, and he looked up towards the shape as it descended, until it was face to face with him.

"THE NAME'S BILL CIPHER, NICE TO MEET 'CHA!" It smirked smugly at him. Now that he had a closer look at its face, it seemed that it wore mascara on its six eyelashes as well— Symmetrical, again. How pleasant, "...WELL?" It- Well, 'Bill' gestured to him, "INTRODUCE YOURSELF YA DOOF! DON'T YOU GO OUT TALKING TO CLIENTS ALL THE TIME WITH THAT MOUTH OF YOURS? USE IT!"

Kira coughed, and cleared his throat. What a strange nightmare this was— He was being forced to introduce himself to the very monster that was haunting his dream. Perhaps, the amount of clients he had been meeting had been getting to his psyche in some way.

"Ahem. My name is Yoshikage Kira. I'm 33 years old. My house is in the northeast section of Morioh, where all the villas are, and I am not married. I work as an employee for the Kame Yu department stores, and I get home every day by 8 PM at the latest. I don't smoke, but I occasionally drink. I'm in bed by 11 PM, and make sure I get eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and doing about twenty minutes of stretches before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up without any fatigue or stress in the morning. I was told there were no issues at my last check—"