Identity V x Reader [Oneshot/Scenarios]

♧Sibling!Axe Boy♧

Requested by ReaPraChI

Sorry that I decided to do this request before all the others that requested first. I dont go by first come first serve but I go by which request I have an idea on.

So by doing the request im intrudge on first, I will get this over with before I forget what I wanted to write.

I hope you all understand my decision.

This story was actually alot of fun to write. Thank you for requesting me this.

Anyways enjoy!

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"Mommy?" I stare in shock as I see my mother on the kitchen floor, dead.

Next to her is my father with a bloody knife. "I-its not what you think Y/N!" Father shouted. I ran past him to mother and shakes her awake, but she will never wake up again...

Tears drip down from my eyes to my mother's dead corpse. "Y-You monster!" I shouted at the man I called my father. Mother and father had been fighting for a long time now til the point it got violent, and unfortunately for mother, father came home in a bad mood and when they argued, it got out of hand.

Somehow, my tears turn red and stains onto my mother's motionless figure, making her even more bloody. Thats when suddenly a ghostly figure that looks like mother appeared behind me and then attacked my father, killing him in the process. That was my mother's spirit wanting revenge. After her vengance, she looked at me with a soft look, despite her different and sudden appearance that shocked me. "Take care of Robbie." Said my mother's spirit before leaving.

That was how we actually lost our parents. But I told no one about it, not even my little brother, so the police thinks it was a break in and murder. Because our parents are gone, we were sent to grow up in an orphanage.

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"Y/N?" A little boy's voice came up to me running, "Yes Robbie?" I asked, looking from my book to him. "What are you reading?" He asked, jumping as he hold onto the chair arm. "Urban Legends. Stories that are rumors." I said and lift him up and sat him down on my lap. Im aware I act more like a mother than a sister, but of course as the elder, its my duty to take care of Robbie.

"May I read them with you?" He asked, curiousity and fasination shines in his eyes.

"Are you sure? This is categorize as horror." I raise a brow at him, worried he would get nightmares after this. "Please?" He begged with puppy eyes. I sighed in defeat. "Fine."

"Kuchisake-onna, the 'Slit-Mouthed Woman' is a malevolent figure in Japanese urban legends and folklore. Described as the malicious spirit, or onryò, of a woman, she partially covers her face with a mask or object, and carries some sort of sharp instrument. She has been described as a contemporary yökai.
According to the popular legend, she asks potential victims if they think she is attractive. If an individual responds with "no", she will kill them with her weapon. If they say "yes", she will reveal that the corner of her mouth are slit from ear to ear, and she will then repeat her question. If the individual responds with "no", she will kill them with her weapon, and if they say "yes", she will cut the corners of their mouth in such a way that resembles her own disfigurement. Methods that can be used to survive an encounter with Kuchisake-onna include answering her question by describing her appearance as "average", or by distracting her with money or hard candies.
Back then, Kuchisake-onna was a human woman who was mutilated during her life, with her mouth being slit from ear to ear. In some versions of the story, Kuchisake-onna was the wife or concubine of a samurai during her life. As punishment for her infidelity, her husband sliced the corners of her mouth from ear to ear. Other versions of the tale include that her mouth was mutilated during a medical or dental procedure, that she was mutilated by a woman who was jealous of her beauty, or that her mouth is filled with numerous sharp teeth.
After her death, the woman returned as a vengeful spirit. As a spirit, she covers her mouth with a cloth mask." I finished another chapter as Robbie enjoys his hot cocoa.