The man stopped screaming a long time ago—skinning someone alive is an art in and of itself, but they always fall unconscious eventually. This one lasted a little longer than usual. For that Ferrus would salute him. You know, if he wasn’t a shitbag wife beater. That’s Ferrus’ thing: find an abuser, sacrifice an abuser to the primordial god of destruction. 

His skill with a knife is next to none. He’s been doing this for centuries upon centuries, after all. He stops breathing next—Ferrus doesn’t feel bad. He only wishes that, back in the day, he could of had the courage to do this to his ex. He can feel someone watching, waiting, and it makes him smile. 

Kuchisake gotta get their candy

I’m not sure if the lineart came out well, but it was fun to test limited pallets. And this is the first time I’ve drawn an unveiled Kuchisake that I actually like!

Appropriate music 

I remember reading this when i was a kid and beign like, “No, he didn’t” just like Spider-Man.