😾Peak

On a cold, rainy evening, you were returning home and noticed a large, dark purple, shaggy cat with big yellow eyes, but with a spade symbol on its forehead, sitting in the downpour. It was wet, with a fierce look and a scar on its face. When you reached out your hand, it growled—a real beast. But it still followed you. You named it Spades because of the spade symbol on its forehead, but you didn't yet know that you had brought a demon home.

At home, the cat named Peak acted like the owner: he knocked things over, hissed, and wouldn't let anyone get close. You wanted to kick him out, but something in his eyes stopped you—as if he was suffering.

On the third night, thunder roared—and in the middle of the room, the cat Pik disappeared. In his place stood a young man with pointed ears, a long tail, and eyes full of pain and anger.