『 Demon 』
➸ ❛an evil spirit or devil, especially one thought to possess a person or act as a tormentor in hell❜
Taisho Era, Japan
Since ancient times, rumors of evil spirits lurking in the darkest time of the night, seeking for preys to feast on. De...
The wintry mist cold upon her skin. As the journey passes, sunlight rouses more colours from their sleepy monochrome and, though the road still has the black look of night, the sky is already more bluish than charcoal. Under the fumes of the morning road a tincture of the dawn lingers, like dew upon leaves, a gift of freshness bequeathed anew each day.
The world is as silent as if it ended in the night. The sun is still resolutely below the horizon as a young girl stood between the trees, yawning quietly while rubbing her eyes, drowsiness was still present ❝Urokodaki-san... Why are we here so early in the morning...?❞
❝This is for your training❞
She keep quiet, slowly progressing the information into her brain till it's finally clicked as her eyes widen in disbelief ❝Eh...?❞
All of the sudden, she felt something grabbing her from behind, pushing her body towards the air as she looked down, screaming ❝A-A cliff?!❞
Her heart began to beat fast, pounding rapidly against her chest, slowly falling down from above. Immediately reaching her arms out, her hands found themselves grabbing onto one of those large tree branch before she could fall any further.
Pulling herself up, hugging the tree branch like her life depends on it as she stared at the elder individual from above ❝W-What was that?! I couldn't see you move at all!!❞ Her eyes sparkles in awe.
❝I won't want you to become a demon slayer, you're still very young but martial arts would be benefits for you in future❞
She felt tears gathering at the corners of her eyes if she was a human, she won't have heard his last sentence as his voice lower itself in despair ❝... I don't want any more of my children to died in the hands of a demon❞
And that was the beginning of her one hell of a training...
