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As every night his dreams were haunted by the black monster. She appeared on his chest, pressing, crunching, and robing him of any chance to breath. Slowly, the foul creature clawed off his eyes, cut off his ears, and with a sour kiss she ripped off his tongue. Finally, the monster scratched her way to his heart and sliced the poor thing.

As every night, he woke up, sweating and with his heart running fast. He left the bed and walked down to the hunting hall, and there, among all the other trophies -monsters killed all over the world- was the monster in his dream, his first hunt.
She used to take human form, just as the lamia or the succubus. He met her one day while camping in the woods and fell in love. For years he was tortured and abused, until the creature grew bored of the relationship and killed him... or so she thought.
By a miracle he survived. And then he hunted down the monster.
He laughed when his long sword nailed her to the wall, when he blinded her and cut off her ears with the knife, when he broke her teeth and ripped off her tongue with his pliers, and finally, when he ripped off her heart using his hatchet and stepped hard on the pumping black thing.

As every night, he sadly smiled at the trophy and went back to bed, knowing that the beast got just what she deserved and that he was safe of her evilness... as well as the world.

As every night, the dead, heartless thing, silently moaned, unable to move or stop the pain of her broken being and he laughed himself back to sleep.