Hassan of Serenity

Even though you touched me, you did not die. How mysterious.

My flesh, my fluids, my mucosa. Even though everything about me, is a toxin...

You want to touch me...?

Th-Thank you very much, Master...

Everything... Everything that comes near, dies. Even though... I didn't, want to kill them...

...How many days, have I thought that. But it happened anyways...

I'm glad... that I met you. A person who can touch me, but not die. A person... who wants to touch me.