𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀:
- This story will contain violence and sexual contents
AND I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS MENTIONED IN THIS STORY OTHER THAN RAY NOR DO I OWN THE CHAINSAW MAN MANGA. THIS IS PURE FICTION FROM MY HEAD FOR FUN SO YEAH!
- The art...
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༒︎Thursday morning, 6:46am༒︎
Ray's POV
"Ugh!"
I was very irritated as my thick curly hair refused to stay in a sleek bun. I wouldn't be here if I had prepared it the night prior, but of course laziness and my lack of motivation had both gotten the best of me.
"Almost there...come on!"
Today was my first day as a devil hunter. I never thought the day I would have to slay my own kind as part of my new job would come. Yes, I am a devil myself, well half devil. It's a bit of a long story but to make it short:
My human father had a one night stand with my devil mother about nineteen years ago and then boom! As the cycle of life goes, they had me.
My mother spent most of our years together traveling around the country to look for dad. At first, I was very motivated and excited to finally meet my old man but as the years went by I recognized how much of a waste of time that was...
I felt bad for my mom. She was an idiot, blinded by her undying love for a man who probably had no idea who she was. I wish I could've stopped her back then from wasting her youthful years on looking for that man who was no good anyway, but oh well.
Why am I thinking of this right now?
I shook my head out of these intrusive thoughts, this wasn't the time to reflect on my tragic life.
"Ouch!"
I yelped as the rubber band snapped in my hand.
"Great, just fucking great."
I looked at myself in the mirror and asked myself if I really wanted to do this.
It's not like I have a choice anyway..
I took in a deep breath and decided to just embrace my natural curls. My hair was as dry as the Sahara, but whatever. I just put some water in it and decided to finally walk out of the HQ's women's restroom.
"Shit, looks like I'm a whole thirty minutes late..."
I sighed as I looked at my cheap plastic watch. I looked up to see a bunch of humans, whom I presumed to be fellow devil hunters as they were wearing the same uniform as me and most of them were carrying weapons.
I strolled past them and got into the elevator and selected the highest floor. As the elevator moved, I took the crumpled up paper from my left pocket.
Go to Makima's office and hand her this paper. She'll know.
