Wicked Yokai Prince

Rin

There's an oddness to her that felt like she don't belong in this world anymore. Maybe it was just her imagination but sometimes, she can feel energy around her, watching her, keeping her company. Much like that shadow that seems to lurk in the corner, she doesn't know what it is but it seemed to take shape of a human or a bird. Though she never found herself scared of it, if anything, she's drawn to it like a moth to a fire. Her curiosity may as well be the death of her.

And sometimes, when she finds herself alone or the wisp of cool air touch her cheek, she can feel her heart splitting, suffering from an ache in her chest that she has no idea where it originated from.

Her heart is breaking and she doesn't know why. Rin couldn't put it together, it's she had been in love with someone that never existed and experienced things that never happened.

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But to Jiro, everything felt too real. Maybe, he had never truly been in love before, never cared for anyone but himself. He had spent most of his life living wild until the last fifty years when he was forced to make a change. Perhaps that was the real punishment - learning to love and care for someone only to have it ripped apart.

It hurts more than having his vanity taken away.

He knew gods can be cruel but no one is crueler than Cannon-sama. A deliberate ploy to teach him a lesson.