Sleep was bittersweet for all; some couldn't wait for their heads to fall upon their pillows into the endless world of what was called sleep and others; others spent every single moment dreading to sleep as if they would rather die before wandering into their own four corners of their brains. Sleep was neither sinful nor a blessing; sleep was sleep. Every single man on earth had to sleep so yet why didn't you want to? Everyone, even infants, wanted to eventually sleep; yet why were you fearing it. Why was there a twisted coil in your stomach that made you want to throw up your last meal even thinking about it?

To sleep was to die, and yet you couldn't have one or another; you couldn't daze off into slumber with dreams of your wildest imagination. To sleep was to die; and there were so many things you wanted to do before you died, so many things you wanted to experience. God damn you were only so young, one who has never experienced the idea of love and ever so much wanted to do. It wasn't your own doing, it was this cursed world that had to hurt those of innocent inclination. Those opposed to killing others often die due to their own moral code, they shouldn't die because of this, shouldn't die at all yet this was what the world was inclined to do. To kill those with innocence, to make them suffer pain and though some might turn into a horrible beast like myself, you wouldn't. If my soul would be contemptuous with killing you, I would do so with pleasure; yet if I ever would do so I'd find myself crying as you looked up at me with a smile though I would take your life. Your time is so little, why, just why aren't you like me, why won't you give in to the nature of being all but angry with the world.

Be enraged, why are you inclined to be happy? This world gives you nothing but scabs and you don't even get to fulfil life. rather you are feared by the idea of sleeping; afraid that once you close your eyes you may never open them again. I prayed endlessly that you will live just a little longer, just until I find the courage to even ask you. And yet I was late, I was too late to even say a goodbye. My kiss to you was on skin that was cold and lacked colour. Everything I loved disappeared cand it's all thanks to this shitty world, you shouldn't have to live in fear to dream, you shouldn't have died, you didn't need to. And yet unlike you I was bred for this world, I have nothing but anger for this world like I've been consumed and spat out. Yet for you; your death won't be in vain, in pitty, you didn't deserve to die to be scared to even fall asleep, so in return I'll kill every last person for you, everyone who does wrong and let them dream until they die just so I can feel the pain you went through just so I can be with you a little longer my sweet y/n,

Yours truly Enmu, 

(a/n - i'm so sorry that I haven't been around! There's a lot going on and a lot being planned for this book too! There is a discord server being worked on actively so hopefully it will be up and running soon! luv yas!)