[h1]Nidhogg[/h1]

True to his word, Nidhogg appeared a few minutes later, his mouth a veritable mess of blood before he wiped it off. As he approached, a low crackling sound could be heard comjng from his chest, a sign of his healing factor working its magic after a good meal. He gave the butcher a pat on the back before walking out, presumably with Jasmine in tow. "Jasmine, you seem like a nice girl, but you also seem a bit to eager and cheery considering a coupleif things that have happened today, and I have two theories as to why. Either you're a sadist of some measure, in which case I say welcome to the club, or you're very naive and trusting, which I fid to be more likely. Now, to help me decide in this manner, as well as kill time for a few minutes, I'm going to ask a few questions, one at a time, and what happens afterwards rests on my interest in you afterwards."

Nidhogg spoke as he walked, crackng his neck as he spoke. As people passed him by, his shirt still highly bloody and ripped from the days events, he took a second to decide on his first question.

"Firstly, Jasmine, I must ask that, from what you've seen of me today, am I a good person? If not, what makes me a bad person? Spek only what you feel,,and don't worry about hurting my feelings, cause they're as numb and cold as my actual body.

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