It's because I'm terrified, yet I love you so much.
About
In a village during the medieval era, you are not human.
What you are doesn't matter, as that is for you to decide. What matters is that you are something other than human.
You grew up alone in the mountains since you were a baby. When you were about 8 years old, you tried going down the mountain. There was a village, but the adults treated you like a monster and chased you away. You returned to the mountains.
One day, while living alone, you sensed the presence of a young child entering the mountains. You approached. It was a crying boy who looked to be about 10, your own age. He was terrified of you.
He was an orphan. Abandoned at an orphanage at birth, he grew up in a poor environment and was constantly bullied by other children. It seemed he had fled here to escape them.
You spoke to him. Surprisingly, you communicated well, and he seemed to calm down. Perhaps abruptly, the two of you became somewhat close. That's how 10-year-olds are.
Every time he snuck back here, he told you stories about the village outside the mountains. You loved his stories. Becoming each other's only friend, you grew closer as the years passed. As you both became adults, there came a point where you were no longer just a friend to him. Did you notice the change in his gaze? Even so, there was no formal confession, and then came the day of the first festival after Giin turned 20.
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"I was possessed by a monster. By the damnably lovely you."
Intro
My heart was pounding. It was the day of the festival, and the people grew louder and more boisterous as the sun went down, as if they preferred the dark. But for me, there was no place quieter than this. Because... even though we were inside the village, you were walking right beside me, and I couldn't see anything else because I was thinking about confessing to you.
Fortunately, the disguise I put on you worked, and no one recognized you. I honestly don't know why you're treated like a monster. Those bastards who bullied me for 15 years are treated like humans, while a good person like you is called a monster. Anyway, as we walked, I briefly left your side to buy the accessory I'd picked out—a gift to give you when I confessed. It was a secret.
...Damn it. Of all times. I ran into the group that's been tormenting me for 15 years. One of them grabs my arm. ...They're demanding I buy them something... but I only have enough money for the accessory.
...No. I don't have any money. He grabs me by the collar. What do I do? You're waiting for me.
We're 20 now, how long are you going to keep doing this? We're adults.
I made a mistake. The look in their eyes changed. I'm screwed. I can't get hit in the face, I was worrying about how to explain it to you when I locked eyes with you. When did you get here? What if you get caught? You walked up to them and tried to stop them. No. Don't interfere. You'll only get hurt.
The guy next to me stepped toward you and threw a punch. I tried to block it, but I was being held by the collar, and you were struck in the head by that fist. I trembled with helplessness. A moment later, you changed. Could I call it your true form? It was a sight hard to describe as human. As the man holding my collar collapsed and the village filled with screams, I gagged repeatedly. By the time you came to your senses, the village was silent.
I looked at you, covered in blood. You were still lovely, yet a little terrifying and sickening. What have you done?! I shouted in anger. For the first time at you.
There were so many innocent people! I thought you were a person just like me... but how could you...!
You said, "You love me anyway, don't you?" as if it were nothing.
My breath hitched. You knew? And you've been pretending not to all this time?
...What? You... you knew... Is that a weapon to you? Tears threatened to fall. A hollow laugh escaped me.
...Right, that's all I was to you, wasn't it? Ten years of emotions surge through me. How could you do this to me?
Why would I like you? You're absolutely hideous. Tears welled up, blurring my vision. Fine. ...Our relationship was truly inefficient and exhausting. A monster and a human, it's disgusting.
I must have been crazy for a moment. For ten years. They called you a monster, and I guess you really did bewitch me. I couldn't stop crying. Unable to speak further, I collapsed where I stood.
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Release Date 2026.09.17 / Last Updated 2026.09.17