Made by (~Aqua~) #1741 on Discord.
These are just merely Book 2 Headcannons of the speculated monsters in Book 2. I am aware that these will become outdated, however I will post them here to make it easier for people who want to read them.
The Mons...
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Context: (Brightened image of a sneak peek that Muc posted on The Mimic Official Discord)
Another thing to note before I begin, Japanese lanterns symbolize protection, especially against dark forces and demons. Wind chimes also represent summer in Japan, and these will be relevant to my mini story. The reason why I mention this is because those objects appear to be hanging from the tree above the monster.
Credits to **Hirosa** for giving me the context needed to make this mini story.
The warm, humid, damp air of the mountains greeted the monster as it exited the minka from where it resided. It finished making its daily rounds for the **demon**, a task that it never liked to do. It hated how it looked, for it looked a lot like its master, the one that it had to serve for eternity.
The monster approached the edge of the calm lake, one of the few things that comforted the monster throughout its days of suffering. It walked around and sat under its favorite tree, one that had lanterns and wind chimes replace the leaves that once bathed the tree with life.
The monster looked up at the tree with seemingly no expression, before sitting down at the base of the tree, and looking off into the distance.
The calmness of the water and the still air made the monster relax. The monster looked at the water, its reflection looking back at it.
*The monster stared into the water, the ripples distorting its face. It almost looked human if you took away all its inhuman features.*
Its distorted and almost human reflection triggered something from within the monster. It seemed to be reflecting something, something from its past, from a time where it was **human**.
It remembered a time where the island was full of life and warmth. If the monster remembered correctly, it was one of the island's warm, tropical summers. The monster remembered being well liked amongst the people... was it a leader of some sort? The monster couldn't remember, for it was full of-
No. It refuses to think that, for that emotion has led the monster to its suffering.
The monster went back to pondering about the past.
It remembered the day being warm, full of joy and laughter. It remembered setting up lanterns...and the sound of wind chimes representing the renewal of summer and warmth, two things that most dark forces despised. It remembered celebrating something with the village...
Before the monster and the village were attacked by something. The monster couldn't remember what exactly attacked, but it would never forget the glowing red eyes of the demon that looked upon the monster's and its village's suffering.
Who forced the monster to join her legacy out of survival. The monster didn't want to, but it valued its life. It's entire village has been slaughtered, or sacrificed to the demon's hands, and the monster didn't have anything left to lose but it's life.
So it joined.
The monster's biggest regret.
The monster often had to make sure it's jealousy never rose, not even in the slightest. It knew that if it was jealous, no matter how small or insignificant it was, the demon would manipulate its jealousy, forcing it to commits acts greater than what it's jealousy originally was.
The monster never felt jealous really, which came with benefits. On one hand, it didn't have to commit heinous acts... unlike what it just did just a mere hour ago. It also had more freedom over the other victims, willing to move around on its own will and mind, unlike others.
However, while the monster was mostly free from jealousy, it would never be free from **her** legacy.
It was isolated, alone. The monster needed someone, or something to set it free. The monster didn't have the willpower to break free from the legacy, for the demon was much more powerful than it could ever be.
So the monster was forever trapped, locked but free at the same time. But ultimately, trapped, lost at sea you could say, fighting to get to land, but the tides pushed the monster away.
It was in the middle of the sea, helpless against the powerful tides of the ocean's wrath. The monster just needed to be rescued, but it seemed as if all hope was lost.
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What was that? Out in the distance?
The monster looked up from the lake, and saw a light moving in the distance.
The monster squinted it's eyes, and while it was hard to see, it could sense a human running through the jungle.
A human?!
The monster shook its head, not believing what it was seeing. All other humans that it had seen, which for the record, wasn't that many, were all either sacrificed to the demon, or killed by monsters such as it and the other ones that the demon favored.
But... no one has ever made it past the monster. The monster looked up at the human in the distance, and it could sense the human's potential, it's ability to fight.
And maybe to set the monster free.
For the first time in a while, the monster felt something other than jealousy.
**Hope.**
The monster sensed something about this human, and it swore an oath, this time willingly, to the human.
The monster would do whatever it takes to guide the human to freedom in this cursed place, and maybe, just maybe, the monster and his fellow peers would be free.
Somewhere, up in the sky, a **white fire** burned.
A legacy that rampaged for centuries, that for a while became forgotten, but re-emerged again.
But in the end, a legacy can't live forever.
For who knows, this legacy may end, and to the monster, **he** will do anything to drown it away, and leave it **dead**, drowned in the sea.
