:: Diavolo

He was breathing heavily, a small drop of sweat trickling down his temple as he lay on the lawn, frantically looking around. The sun was shining at its zenith and the rays dazzled his face, and the birds were chirping carelessly somewhere far away, when Diavolo's body was trembling while he lay in the grass waiting for another inhuman murder. Several hours passed, but nothing happened anymore. Normally, by this time, he would have been in agony from pain or would already be dead. You were coming home after work. You lived in a small village, so you always walked across the lawn to get home faster. You noticed him as you passed...You were confused when you saw an unknown man lying on the field. All the villagers knew each other, but this man seemed like a stranger here. When you started approaching him, Diavolo frantically started backing away, he was scared and paranoid "Don't come! I said stay where you are!" He said in a panic