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Chapter 1*: Prologue: Evil Finds a Way

Prologue: Evil Finds a Way...whether you Want it or Not

In hindsight, 10-years-old Kirigaya Kazuto had no one to blame for his current situation but himself.

While some may have called the kid reckless or stupid, the fact was that, at the end of the day, he was a child that hadfound it his family wasn't actually his 'family', his sister and parents not really being those, but instead his cousin anduncles. He had discovered his parents had died before he could even remember them and had been adopted, and thatneither his aunt nor uncle, who he had called mom and dad for his whole life, had ever told him so.

Of course, many would say that the black-haired boy was wrong and that he was exaggerating things way too much, andthat his adoptive parents/uncles were waiting for him to be older before telling him, but to the confused and saddenedKazuto, sound logic didn't exactly apply.

And that was why he had grabbed his meager savings, stuffed them on his jacket and ran out of the house, making sureto be as silent as possible so that Suguha (who was practicing kendo on the dojo) didn't hear him.Running away from home had probably been a little extreme, but it hadn't been by far his worse decision of the day.

Norhad it been getting on the train in Kawagoe Station then hiding inside all the way to Tokigawa as he stared aimlessly outof the window before getting off in Myokaku Station (Though a part of him was more than surprised no one had caughthim while inside the train).

Randomly deciding to take a bus with what remained of his savings towards the nearby areaof Mt. Raiden, famous for its Buddhist Temple, hadn't been it either. Deciding to get off the road and head up towards themountain, though?

Now THAT had been when his stupidity reached its peak and the emotionally-stunned boy came tohis senses and out of his inner reflections about his 'family', as he realized he was lost in a mountain/forest way too faraway from home, with almost no money, no way to call for help and no idea of how to get back to the road.

Surprisingly, he had spent very little time scared and crying for help. Perhaps because of how much of an unusual kid hewas (Your average boy couldn't build a high-end computer piece by piece and then use it to hack into erased Juki Netrecords to accidentally discover he was adopted at age 10, after all), perhaps because he was too emotionally drainedafter his discovery earlier that day or perhaps because the area around him was actually very peaceful and nice-looking;whatever the case, the kid had simply decided to not stay still and walked on, hoping he would find the road soonenough and ask for help to get back home, unknowingly getting deeper and deeper into the mountain.

A couple of hours later, the exhausted Kazuto could be seen resting against a tree, sitting on the ground while lamentinghaving dropped kendo for the first time since he did so. If he had kept his body in shape, he probably wouldn't be feelingas if his feet were about to break off from his legs.

"Gotta...keep...moving..." muttered the little boy to himself as he stood up and pressed on once again, trying to ignorehis hunger and tiredness as the sun started to set beyond the mountain's horizon. "

The road...can't be...much farther..."Repeating those hopeless words to try and not think he would be soon lost and hungry on a mountain at night, Kazutokept walking...until he reached a strange-looking clearing among the trees.

Strange in the sense that it was almost perfectly circular, with tall and ancient-looking stones carved with countlessBuddhist symbols surrounding its edges, and a temple covered by ofuda (Paper talismans), which the kid was barelyable to identify as having the kanji for 'Forbidden', 'Evil' and 'Seal' all over.