"Um... can I ask what happened before? It's just... you seemed different, not yourself."
She recalled how she had first been drawn to Aditya, intrigued by his aura of strength and the way he carried himself with an air of mystery. She had sensed something special about him, something that set him apart from others she had known. But now, witnessing the bloodthirsty rampage he had unleashed, doubts crept into her mind. Was Aditya truly human? Or was there something darker lurking beneath his exterior?
Despite her uncertainty, Imara couldn't shake the instinct that Aditya wasn't inherently evil. He might be a monster, a demon, or even a devil, but she still felt a strange sense of trust towards him. Even after witnessing his destructive fury, she believed there was more to him than met the eye, something that bound her to him beyond the doubts surrounding her.
Aditya scratched his head as he spoke to Imara, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
