TheAmazingTatsusama

The goddess circled her newest victim. He looked pretty average. Brown hair. Brown eyes. Judging by the dress-shirt and tie, he had just come from work. The torn pants and muddy shoes gave him the appearance of someone who had a long day. The goddess chuckled to herself as he shifted in the bed and opened his eyes. "Who are you?" she asked. The man groaned painfully, looking around the rickety room. The wood walls were splattered with something black and has moss growing up them. The door had been broken off of its hinges. The only furniture in the room was a rotting desk beside the bed. The bed itself was the only thing welcoming in the di