SPLASSSSSH
The sound of water splashing down on the glass-tiled floor echoed through the shower room, where stood none other than Ryuk.
His hair clung to the back of his neck as the water hit his shoulders relentlessly, as if it had been waiting all day to fall.
It was cold, but it was just as he wanted it—as he felt the hot sensation in his chest and the burning rush in his veins slowly begin to cool.
Dark, dried blood on his body rained down, covering the shower space with a nauseating iron-rich scent.
But it was soon all drained into the outlet as the perfusion feature was activated, filling the room with an honest, floral aroma that made him feel as if he were walking in a garden.
It was a heavenly sensation.
The sensation a knight feels after a long battle, and finally, a rest amongst the green grass.
"Haaaaa."
