• There lies a terror within the basement of Shibusen.
    Someone who is capable of causing madness and illusions.
    A being that was once by Shinigami's side.
    But things had gotten out of hand.

    Asura was hungry, so he ate a huge amount of souls- even his own weapon.
    Shinigami sama wouldn't have any of that behavior.
    As punishment, he sealed Asura in a bag of his own skin by ripping it off.
    Soon, the Kishin would want freedom from his uncomfortable prison.

    Medusa wanted the almighty Asura free to research the effects of the black blood.
    Her assistants Eruka Frog and Free were successful in giving Asura his medicine.
    Now that he's out, his madness is stronger than ever.
    The ancient bonds that held him were weakend by time, the Kishin was strong to break them.

    Now I can see him standing in front of me, dressed in his bandages.
    He removes his mask so that I can see his handsome face.
    I am so scared to look at those eyes of his.
    He pulls me in a hug and tells me it's okay.

    I feel the caress of a scarf against my cheek.
    He lifts my chin up slightly and kisses me tenderly.
    I fear that he's going to use that spear, but I don't feel the sharp object.
    I kiss back willingly, blushing afterwards.

    "You would make a beautiful Kishin goddess," he whispers.
    I did have the same level of madness as him.
    I would have to think about it, the Kishin was not meant to be charming.
    I did not want to fall for his sickening tricks.

    Yet, Asura's gaze was upon me- I could not look away.
    He wanted me badly, and he was going to do anything to get to me.
    Asura was gentle to me- he didn't show rage or anger.
    He was sweet to me.

    Why was I falling for the master of madness?
    It was like a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from.
    I could hear his insane laughter in my head.
    He is just addicting when I drink him in.

    I fear and yet love Asura, the Kishin.