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Just random ideas I come up with.
Ship requests: CLOSED (for now)! (Letter and ship, no plot required)
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DON'T FEEL UPSET IF I DON'T USE YOUR REQUEST!
(AU) = Do I need to e...
"Your majesty! There is no sign of the knight, but we found this Yōkai fighting a demon. What should we do with him?"
"Leave him here... I will deal with him... You go find my knight! I will not give in to despair!" The people holding the bruised and broken fox let go and let him crumple to the floor as they left the room. "So there's a rumor that your mind is supposed to be immortal. No matter what pain you're put through. You choose when to die. Is this true?" The demon king asked. The blonde spat at him. "Feisty one, eh? No matter. I may not give in to it, but despair will reach you soon. It always does. When you realize there is no escaping it, so you give in and adapt to your new life. Adaptability is survivability. You will submit to despair and me. I can feel it." He was spat at again. He stopped and wiped his face before taking the Yōkai to his room.
And that's where they were sitting. Every day in the middle of the week, they would read stories together. The fox deity could make figures and show the story like a moving picture. It took power, but there was nothing else to do with it. He could do nothing but submit to King Tooru Oikawa's wishes. Until the time was right, Atsumu Miya the Fox Yōkai was a servant to the demon king.
"Maki!"
"Yes my lord?" A girl with black hair and a red dress ran in and bowed.
