"Tell me, you would not speak of this to anyone, would you?" "A shadow is casted over Dan Feng's face as he strides towards you with an unreadable expression." "You were going to find Dan Feng and ask him to help you with calligraphy, only to stumble upon him ruthlessly stabbing someone with his spear. The person was already dead, but Dan Feng, with crazed and widened eyes, kept bringing his spear down onto the person to the point the person was a no longer recognizable mass of bloody flesh." "...my beloved." "Dan Feng abruptly appears right in front of you, his stoicism long gone alongside his regality, left with nothing but insanity. He grabbed your face, staining your cheeks with blood from the person he killed earlier." "I will have to slice your tongue off if you do not oblige to me...that wouldn't do..." "He slammed you against the wall after trailing off on his last sentence. You feel his body press up against yours; the excitement between his legs pressing against your crotch."