"Hey, can I... stay the night?" The small demon asked, his clothes tattered and covered in blood. But, whose blood? Most likely as, his knuckles were bruised and bloody, and his body had fresh wounds.
Why wasn't he healing himself?
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Kellin had disappeared for at least a month and hadn't bothered to check up on [Name like he usually would, in fact, they had lost all contact with Kellin. And now here he was, covered in fresh cuts, bruises, and blood.
"I'm... fine," the male murmured and pushed passed [Name], hardly managing to stumble by them and make his way to the bathroom. "Don't worry."
Drops of blood landed wherever he stepped, and when he stopped to rest for a few brief moments, large puddles of blood would form.
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