Surgery Inspiration

This was a really burly demon, and was a bit of a hassle to tear into his chest, but Lenny had some how entered the zone. The process just came naturally to him. 

Even without his memories, it felt like this was what he was supposed to do, and so he gently and tenderly opened into the chest. 

If any of the surgeons in his former world were to see his job, they would be moved to tears. It was absolutely beautiful to behold. Every fiber of every muscle cut in such perfection that not even a drop of blood had leaked from the wound he had opened up.

Deeper, he went, layer by layer, until he reached the heart hiding behind the lungs. 

With Lenny's continuous killing and experimentation of demons, he had come to understand that their hearts were very unique, and changed according to the Demon rank, the bloodline of the Demon, whether they were royalty or not, and the kind of bloodline technique that it had inherited.