『 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...
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❝𝔾𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕗 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦❞
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She couldn't understand what was going on or how this is happening to her, body tempature instantly heating up the moment she held the item in her hand; a sword.
I will show you of your past. That sword belong to you from someone in your past.
While life flashes before one's eyes, showing the memories of the past...
.•° ✿ °•.
❝Haruto!❞
❝Agh!❞
A loud thud was heard as a young boy fall onto the ground harshly, dirt covering his clothes and face but the furious expression on his face, the burning flames in his pale red eyes ❝We're not done!❞
The figure who stood in front of him tch under his breath ❝Damned brat!❞
❝... I won't forgive you...I will never forgive you people!❞ His bright blonde hair swinging softly as the wind blows through them, shadowing his eyes as he stared at the man with hateful eyes.
❝Is that right?❞ He smirks, brushing his dark red hair away from his face as his green eyes wider themselves.
Reaching out for his sword as he began walking towards the boy who was kneeling down on the ground ❝If you want to die so much. I'll grant that wish of yours❞
❝Master!❞ A girl who is seemingly around their age shouted.
Ignoring her calls, the man raise his sword above his head, ready to strike the young boy below him ❝Die❞
❝Stop...❞ A brunette girl cries softly.
A cry of despair, the broken cry of losing what meant so much for her cause her to scream almost desperately to prevent something from taking everything away from her ❝... Stop it!❞
