User blog:FlaringDog/Journal Entry - February 21, 2043

Heads up; this blog is in-character only, and has thoughts not even the closest people to Kenta should be able to know about. The journal, which is written in demonic runes, is stashed between the many books that linger in the demon's lair.

DISCLAIMER. Please refrain from taking anything that's written as a personal insult. These aren't my thoughts, but the thoughts of my character, and my character alone. Thanks for your understanding. Entry "The week prior has been...hectic. I am not all that comfortable writing regarding it all, seeing as I'm not quite certain what has happened myself, but for the sake of collecting my thoughts and rearranging them, I will do my best to start where all should start; at the beginning.

''While I do not recall the exact day, it was somewhere beginning prior week. Louis had once more dabbled with my tentacles, and in turn, filled. Naught out of the norm—not until the day after that is. What started as any other fuck, swiftly turned...abnormal. That damn fool. Next time around, I will not have the boy anywhere near me as far as I can help it.''

''I, in turn, got infected. Unlike the first time, however, and for that I am mildly grateful. Mildly. The Change still brought me great discomforts, one I suffered through the course of several days. It was all one big blur. I have never suffered a heightened libido as that time, and in all honesty, it was maddening. I have standards, yes, but back then... A minor detail.''

''That was not the peak of my discomforts. There is a time—at the end of all the maddening arousal—where I do not quite recall what I did. All I remember, and good grief do I, is waking up to a bizarre sight. I was hovering—of all the people it could be in the city—over the queen of demons, while having sex with her. I have no idea how I got there, or what had me bound into that...curious situation, but there I was, doing the unspoken. At least she managed to undo me of my infection.''

I have never felt such relieve.

''I left with a parting gift. The infection that ones plagued me has been bestowed upon her in farewell. Last time I have seen her, she still carried them in her distended belly. If they react in a selfsame manner as they have done to me, she might have her hands full for quite some time with them.''

Oh well, no big loss."