The Devil's Hound

He is a human bought by a demon, and a blade the demon personally forged.

No one ever imagined that a frail human could possess such immense power, not even the demon.

"Master, please believe in me."

His gaze was resolute and unwavering amid the blood-soaked inferno.

It was as if, with just a crook of the demon's finger, he would cut through every obstacle to rush to his side.

"I will do as you wish... Please don't give up on me."

Until one day, the human saw the demon return with an angel, wearing an expression of tenderness he had never seen before.

He was just like an abandoned stray, endlessly knocking on a door that would never open for him.

"Master, I have no divided loyalties. If I have any, it's loving you and wanting to possess you."

"Master, I resisted every temptation to come to your side, because you are the deepest, most unattainable desire in my heart."

He is this demon's captive.

A devotee who willingly gives his life.

A whore who offers himself of his own accord.

He has fallen completely, and is happy to do so.

(Demon x human, melodramatic scum gong and devoted, shameless shou, happy ending.)

(Content warnings: No groveling arc. The shou is abused in body and mind throughout. There is rape, and a very infuriating misunderstanding. The shou gets beaten until he cries out in pain and still begs the gong not to abandon him. Poor writing, old-fashioned style. Read if you can handle it.)

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