S3~08: Divine Blade

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Deep in the legends and myths, there is a story of a consort known as the Dimension Consort. She holds a special position. Despite her title of consort, she does not perform any royal duties. Though she lives in the multiverse's centre, she has next to no contact with other Goddesses. It is said that she can use mysterious arts that allows her to travel to other dimensions and alternate reality.

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It was another busy day in town. The Date citizens were hustling and bustling down the streets. A certain raven-haired beauty with a slender figure was walking amongst the crowd. She was in ancient clothes that looked similar to a kimono, but the town hardly noticed.

The girl went to the market area and looked around for anything that caught her interest; squid, tempura, rice, noodles, fish, different types of sauce, and other things. But she didn't go up to the stores to buy them, she was actually looking for specific kinds she wanted.

And another one she found.

The young girl saw some fresh sashimi were being sold and she was in need of their flavour. She thoughtlessly rushed through the crowd and stopped in front of the shop to catch her breath. The girl then reached out to grab the freshes sashimi, but another hand had reached out for the same fish she was after.

The young girl was a little surprise and turned to see who the hand belonged to, only for her eyes to widen at who it was.

It was Date Masamune.

The girl and the werewolf stared at each other with the same expression, before the girl retracted her hand and quickly turned around to run, only to be caught by the wrist. She froze and slowly looked over her shoulders.

Masamune had his skeptical look in his eye as he took in the young girl's appearance. She was a young girl, no more than twelve or thirteen, with pale skin that was just shimmering against the light no matter the angle. She had silky raven hair that was cut in a straight line, just above her waist with a few reaching halfway down her chest. Her bangs were cut in a hime hairstyle that went just below her eyebrows. The girl wore a peach-orange-coloured dress with no embroidery or prints with red outlines. She had red eyeshadow and matching lipstick that blended well with her amethyst eyes. A peach sash was tied around her waist with the tails flowing down as the bow was roughly done near where the folded robe would go. To finish off her looks, the girl wore red flats and had a ruby necklace being held on a golden chain, around her neck.

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"Who are you?" Masamune demanded.

But the girl kept staring at him with wondering eyes.

"Is something wrong?" Rosina peaked her head out from behind the werewolf's back, only for her eyes to widen at the sight of the girl. She had an imperial beauty that would put other girls her age to shame. But what caught the pomeranian Faery's attention was the aura she gave out. It was gentle and felt it would comfort those who are able to share their deepest pain to someone else. However, Rosina couldn't get the feeling that the aura felt ill, like it would disappear any moment.

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