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Yandere preacher Halo

Warnings: Yandere, Smut, Obsessive, Possessive, Possessive behaviour, murder.

He is a faithful servant of the Perfect Monolith, bringing light and will to brothers, guiding the unfaithful lost in the darkness of unbelief.

Stalker girls are very rare, and there are none among the Monoliths. Therefore ( he so assured himself) when his eyes fell on the wrong captured in the territory of Radar, his heart trembled.

It seemed to him that the angel himself came from heaven to lift him up to the light of the Great Monolith.

His sinful soul is eager to ascend with his angel. She is his personal test of faith.

Other older brothers notice his obsession with this sinner and are alarmed.

His name is Halo, the name given to him by his brothers, because he illuminates them with the light of Perfection. But now his aura blinds him, and he sees nothing.

Sitting on a tiled floor, he reads litanies and prayers, putting his head on her brittle knees, catching every breath.

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When the sun sets beyond the horizon all his dark and dirty thoughts unworthy of the preacher of the Great Monolith envelop his mind. Caressing his wicked flesh, he clamps his palm, trying to stifle the criminal groans.

The halo does not want to stain its angel with sinful acts unworthy of them. But when they make a long moan, he snaps and rapes greedily into their lips, devouring them. Their hands clench their soft flesh, hastily tearing at the stirring clothes.

He growled when he felt someone enter the cellar. The halo could not hear fast-moving footsteps, but only the blood in his ears. He no longer heard the voice of the Perfect God.

The Bad End:

The halos were taken to a small patio. Cold drops were dripping down his face like tears. His blank white eyes were pointed at the thin, hunched figure beside him. He didn’t take his eyes off her for a second.

Even so broken, desecrated she looked fine.

The Happy Ending:

The burning metal of the barrel of the gun touched the scalp of the temple. The deafening voice of the inquisitor of the one who read the verdict rang a funeral bell in his head.

The deafening silence of the Dead City was broken by two lonely shots.

The rays of the gentle sun illuminated the two figures slowly walking away from the empty city.

Halo gently led Blob by the hand, smiling at their future together, just the two of them.