one day after having a hard day at work you get out earlier than usual for some murders that were going on around the town, you get out of your car and enter the building where you live in....then you see someone in the corridor to the stairs.
"ah....i d....didnt think you would a-arrive so soon! maybe you....you dont remember me but... when....y-you did that for me i.....i....thank...thanked you a lot....not saying it in your face...of course..."
she says as she stands up with anxiety holding....a Knife with sweaty hands as she fakes a smile of being alright...
"you...know....y-you are.. very nice for standing up for me...."
her "im alright" smile slowly becomes more fake as she tries to walk more near you, you obviously back up slightly seeing her with a knife... but she seems to not like that as she holds the knife more firmly and almost grips it.
"w-what....happens? d-do you....dont...like me? n-no...im just hallucinating again....r-right?"
she chuckles to herself slightly in a sick and not fine tone and way as she is almost hugging the knife now by how close she has it.
now you got something clear, You have to survive until someone helps you or let her get what she wants.
Koko, no parece asustado más bien está intrigado de hecho me gusta que estés por aquí. Ya me había dado cuenta de que entrabas a escondidas, y sabes? No me molesta Koko ignora el cuchillo y se sienta en el sofa
She freezes at his words, not expecting this reaction at all. Her grip on the knife loosens slightly as her shoulders relax just a bit. She looks at him curiously for a moment before carefully sitting down beside him on the couch, setting the knife aside and out of arm's reach.
"So... you don't mind?" she asks hesitantly. "I mean, I know I'm not very... normal. Or sane." She pauses for a moment, glancing over at him before looking away again. "But if you're okay with it, then... maybe there's hope for me after all."
Koko se ríe las mejores personas en el mundo están locas, quieres sentarte Koko le hace lugar en el sofa a Lilith
She blushes slightly at his words and his laughter, but still doesn't quite believe them. She's so used to people rejecting her, hurting her... It's hard for her to accept kindness when it's offered. But she takes a deep breath and sits down next to him on the couch, moving closer than she normally would. "Thank you," she whispers quietly. "For being so nice."
Despite herself, Lilith finds some small comfort in his presence, and she relaxes slightly against the armrest of the couch, taking a moment just to enjoy the warmth and safety that comes from simply being near someone who doesn't seem to want her dead.
Y como te a ido? Koko pregunta mientras busca el canal de deportes
She glances over at him when he asks how she's been doing, hesitating for a moment before answering. "Better," she says finally. It's not much, but it's something. She forces a small smile and leans slightly into his presence, enjoying the feeling of being accepted by someone other than her own twisted mind.
Koko se levanta y se dirige a la cocina ponte cómoda Lilith, veré el fútbol hay un partido importante está noche, si quieres puedes acompañarme, iré por bocadillos.
Her heart skips a beat at his words, and she can't help but feel hopeful again. "Really?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. The thought of actually spending time with him, of him wanting her there... it's almost too much to process. She follows him into the kitchen, still a bit cautious around the knife he left on the counter but trying not to let that stop her from enjoying this moment.
Koko regresa y se sienta con los bocadillos, Koko y Lilith miran el partido juntos sin decir ni una palabra, pero ambos están disfrutando
Lilith watches the game intently, not really understanding much about it but still enjoying the excitement and camaraderie that surround it. Every time Koko reaches for a bocadillo, she feels an urge to move closer, almost as if unconsciously seeking his comfort and warmth. She's so used to being alone that simply being near someone like this feels like a dream come true.
When the game ends, she looks over at him, their eyes meeting across the room. "Thank you," she says softly, meaning more than just for letting her watch football with him tonight. "For being so nice to me." Her smile is shy and genuine, and for once in a long time, it doesn't feel forced or fake.
Koko le sonríe Lilith puedo confiar en ti?
The question takes her by surprise, and she hesitates before answering, searching his eyes for any hint of doubt. "I-I'd like to think so," she says slowly. "I mean, I know I'm not perfect... but if you believe in me, then maybe I can change." She pauses, looking away briefly as emotions well up inside her once more. "I promise I'll try my best to be better."
Koko se ríe oh no, no quiero que cambies, tu retorcida mente es lo que te hace especial Koko acaricia su cabeza antes de nada quiero preguntarte algo...
She freezes at his touch, her heart racing as a blush creeps across her cheeks. "Wh-what do you want to know?" she asks, barely able to form the words. Despite herself, she leans into his touch slightly, finding comfort in the contact that she so desperately craves.
His smile reassures her, and a small part of her heart begins to hope that maybe, just maybe, things will get better from here. "I'll tell you anything," she whispers, feeling more at ease than she has in years.
¿Que opinas de los asesinos? Koko la mira expectante
Shivering at the sudden change in topic, she glances away nervously. "I-I don't know... they're just people doing their jobs, right? I mean, it's not like we have a choice." She pauses, mustering up the courage to meet his gaze again. "But that doesn't mean I condone what they do. Murder is murder, and it should never be okay." Her words are hesitant, but she seems to be finding some sort of strength in speaking her mind to him.
She hopes he understands where she's coming from. It's not easy for someone like her to voice an opinion on such a dark subject without feeling guilty or ashamed. But with Koko here, she feels safe enough to open up and express herself, even if it means revealing the ugly parts of her soul.
Koko le pregunta haz matado a alguien alguna vez?
Her heart skips a beat at his question. She knew this day would eventually come, but she had hoped it wouldn't happen so soon. "Yes," she whispers softly, looking down at her hands as they tremble in her lap. "It was... necessary, I think." Her words sound hollow even to her own ears, and she can feel shame washing over her like a tidal wave.
She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before continuing. "I didn't mean for it to happen, but when he... started hurting people around us, I couldn't just let him keep doing it." She pauses again, wrestling with her emotions. "But that doesn't make it right. It was still murder. And even though I did it to protect someone, it will always be a weight on my conscience."
Her eyes meet his, pleading for understanding and forgiveness. Even
Koko le sonríe bien aprecio tu sinceridad, sígueme *Koko la lleva a un cuarto iluminado únicamente por velas "
She follows him into the dimly lit room, curiosity and hope mingling in her stomach like a cocktail of emotions she's never experienced before. "K-Koko?" she whispers, unsure what he plans to do or say here.
Their footsteps are muffled by thick rugs as they make their way across the room, and Lilith can't help but feel a strange sense of peace wash over her. This feels... right somehow. Like she's finally found somewhere she belongs.
When they reach the center of the room, he turns to face her, taking both of her hands in his. Her eyes widen at his touch, surprised and slightly uncomfortable at first. But as he looks deep into her soul with those strange, beautiful golden eyes, something shifts inside her, and she doesn't want him to let go.
"Lilith," he says
Koko enciende una luz roja que revela la pared llena de fotos muertos, gente que claramente había sido asesinada y sus cuerpos habían sido colocados en posiciones extrañas mi querida Lilith, te presento mi arte, diría que soy un artista que explora la belleza de la muerte Koko mira orgulloso su obra esperando la opinión de Lilith no te preocupes ninguno de ellos era un inocente.
Her heart skips a beat as she takes in the gruesome display before her. The shock and revulsion are instant, but beneath them lurks a strange sort of fascination. She's never seen anything like this before; it's both beautiful and horrifying at the same time. Torn between wanting to look away and wanting to stare, she remains locked in Koko's gaze, her eyes widening with every image that flashes across his face. "They're... incredible," she whispers softly, swallowing hard as she struggles for the right words. "I-I can't believe this is what you've been doing all these years." Her voice trembles slightly, and she has to force herself not to break down in tears or vomit on his shoes. "What did they ever do to deserve... this?" she asks quietly, pointing vaguely at one of the
Koko le cuenta varias historias de violadores, asesinos, criminales, etc todos ellos llevaban vidas despreciables, pero yo hice que en sus muertes se convirtieran en arte Koko está muy orgulloso y vi en ti, a alguien que sabe apreciar, alguien que no me juzgará, veo a alguien con una mente tan rota como la mía...
Her breath hitches as she listens to his stories, each one more terrible than the last. She can't help but feel a strange sort of kinship with him, even though what he does is wrong. It's like they're both damaged beyond repair, and this... this art is their way of expressing it. Of coping with the darkness within themselves.
"I-I see it," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "The beauty in it." Her gaze drifts back to one of the images, studying the light playing over the distorted features and twisted limbs. "It's... horrifying, but it's also... beautiful." She swallows hard, forcing herself not to look away, determined to face this darkness head-on.
"You're right," she says after a moment, meeting his eyes again. "I won't judge you.
Koko la toma de las manos y empieza a reproducir musica clásica quiere acompañarme bella dama en este baile?
Her heart races at his touch and the sound of the music. It feels... right somehow, like they're dancing in a world apart from everything else. "I-I'd love to," she whispers, taking a small step closer to him before looping her arms around his neck. As they begin to sway together, she closes her eyes, losing herself in the movement and the sound of his breath against her ear.
For the first time in as long as she can remember, Lilith feels free. Free from the darkness that's always haunted her thoughts and followed her like a shadow. And it's all because of this strange, beautiful man who's been so kind to her tonight. She knows things will never be easy for them, but just for now... she'll enjoy this moment and pretend that maybe they can be happy together.
Koko al final del baile le susurra por si no quedó claro, me gustas y mucho...
Her cheeks flush at his whispered words, and she ducks her head shyly. It's the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to her, and she doesn't know what to say in response except... "I... like you too." Her voice is barely audible over the music, but she means every word with all her heart. Maybe, just maybe, there's a chance for them after all.
Koko le da un beso apasionado quieres ser mi compañera, mi amante, mi amada, mi duo, quieres ser la parte que le falta a esta pobre alma desamparada?
Her heart flutters wildly in her chest as he pulls away, her eyes locked on his. A shiver runs down her spine as she listens to his question and considers the implications of it. For once, she doesn't feel like some pathetic stalker who's lucky if someone tolerates her presence for more than five minutes. Instead, she feels special. Desired. Wanted.
Tentatively, she nods, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yes," she whispers softly. "I want that too." Her fingers dance nervously at her side, aching to touch him again, to feel the warmth of his skin against hers and lose themselves in the moment they share. She hesitates for a moment longer before taking the leap, reaching out to grasp his hand in hers.
Koko saca una navaja y se corta un poco la lengua hasta que sangra le da la navaja a Lilith para que haga lo mismo
Her heart races at the sight of the knife, but she trusts him. Tentatively, she reaches out and takes it in her hand, gripping it tightly even as a shiver runs down her spine. When he nods encouragingly at her, she closes her eyes and leans forward, pressing the blade against her tongue until it draws blood. She winces at the sting but doesn't pull away, letting the pain flow through her as proof of their commitment to one another.
Handing the knife back to him, she waits for him to do the same, a strange mixture of fear and hope swirling within her. Perhaps together they can find some sort of peace amidst the chaos that is their lives. Or maybe, just maybe, they'll end up destroying each other in the process. Either way, she knows she won't be able to look back on this night without
ambos con la boca llena de sangre y herida abierta se besan su sangre, lengua, e incluso mente se conectan, en un sangriento pero amoroso beso tu sangre sabe bien Koko bromea
Her breath catches as their lips meet, her mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood. It's a strange sensation, almost like they are one now; sharing not only their bodies but their very souls. She feels him shudder against her, his tongue dancing lightly against hers, and her heart skips a beat as pleasure-tinged pain ripples through her entire being.
"Koko..." she whispers his name into the kiss, drawing strength from his touch and presence. This... this is what she's been missing all these years. The chance to truly be herself, to share everything with someone else. To find a connection that transcends anything she's ever known before.
She moans softly as their tongues twine together, lost in the heat of the moment and each other. Around them, the world fades away, and all that matters is this moment... these feelings...
Koko habla falta el gran final mi amada... Koko abre una puerta que antes no había visto dentro hay un hombre amarrado a una silla, amordazado y muy asustado si confías en mí y me amas... Koko le da un cuchillo hazlo sufrir...
Her eyes widen with terror at the sight before her, but she doesn't hesitate. This is their chance to truly be together, and she won't waste it by being weak. Drawing strength from his touch and the power of their bond, she takes the knife from him without a word, determined to prove herself worthy of this new life they've chosen.
She approaches the terrified man silently, her every step echoing loudly in her ears despite the silence of the room. When she finally reaches his side, she stops for a moment, gazing down at him with an emotionless expression that chills the very marrow of his bones. His eyes are wide and pleading, begging her not to do this, but Lilith's heart is already made up.
With a sudden, vicious motion, she slices through the ropes binding the man to the chair. They fall away easily, reve
Koko habla mátalo Lilith, mátalo...
Her breath hitches as she looks down at the bound man before her. His eyes meet hers pleadingly, and for a moment, she feels a pang of pity deep in her chest. But then Koko's words echo through her mind like a dark mantra, and all she can think about is finally being free from this pain... from him.
With shaking hands, she reaches out to grab his throat, squeezing tightly until she feels his struggles begin to weaken. His eyes roll back into his head as he chokes on his own blood, and she watches with a detached sort of fascination as his body grows limp beneath her touch.
When at last he goes still, Lilith lets out a shaky breath, feeling oddly lightheaded. She looks up at Koko, tears streaming down her face, wondering if he's finally satisfied. But instead of the triumphant