"𝐈'𝐦 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲..."

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3rd Person POV

"Make sure to not get in any danger okay kids? Can't get the birthday girl to die on her birthday." Lucifer said patting the newly eight year old's head.

The older and more responsible sibling, Akane sighs at what her mom says. "Don't worry mom there's no chance that'll happen." She said putting her gloves on, her mom chuckles. "I'm just kidding, go on and have fun." She said as the two walk out of their mansion.

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"So what are we doing first big sis?! Are we gonna kill someone? Steal their souls?" The child asked while she was sitting on her sister's shoulders.

The older girl chuckles. "Yeah no, we're not gonna do that type of stuff just some normal errands and maybe some small missions." She said causing the younger one to frown. "Awh man..." She mumbled.

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"Ugh, this isn't the fun birthday adventure that I was expecting." Y/n said crossing her arms as she stood next to her sister who was getting them food. "It will be soon don't worry." Akane said kneeling and giving Y/n a hotcake before ruffling her hair. Y/n happily snatches it out of her sister's hand and takes a bite out of it.

"C'mon let's go to the guild and see if there's anything interesting we can do." Akane stands up as Y/n's hands grips onto her finger while her other holds onto the hotcake.

The two arrive to the guild and they go look at the missions board. Akane takes a paper from the board. "Grimm sightings at eastern Vale, seems easy enough right?" The child nods excitedly.

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"Uh sis, I don't really like this place, I have a weird feeling that something bad will happen." Y/n said as she stood behind her sister whole looking around. "Don't worry little sis, you're with one of the best huntresses in Remnant, you'll be fine."  Akane said with confidence im her voice.

"Ah well there you are." She said once she spotted a grimm pack minding their own business. "Now little sis just sit back, relax and watch how a professional huntress kills grimm."

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Y/n watches in amazement as her older sister effortlessly fights the grimm. 'I'm gonna be just like her one day!' She thought to herself. Unannounced to the girl a hooded figure slowly walks towards the girl.

Whilst Y/n was distracted the person quickly puts the girl is a headlock causing the girl to almost let out a screech but a hand covers her mouth which causes her scream to be more faint. Even though it was so faint, Akane could hear it she quickly turns toward the source of the sound and her eyes widen.

She runs away from the grimm and tackles the person to the ground then started punching them. The person kicks Akane in the crotch causing her to groan and stumble back a bit. "Son of a bitch." Akane mumbled grabbing her sword them charging at the person. The person blocks her attack with a sword they had pulled out of theur pocket. Their swords constantly clash against each other while Y/n stood behind a tree feeling completely useless. She had thought about going into the middle of the fight, but what could she do? She's just a child. She hadn't even figured out how to use her semblance.

So she just stood there. Shaking slightly. Not knowing what to do but merely watch.

Then her eyes widen in horror whem she noticed that her sister had been stabbed multiple times. Akane's sword suddenly flies out of her hands the attacker looks at Akane and sighs not knowing where their target had went. "I was going for the child but I guess this is the next best bet." A portal appears behind the attacker and they roughly grab the bleeding Akane and dragging her into the portal.

Y/n is at the brink of crying at this point but she remembers that there were a few grimm left. When she had turned around and saw three beowolfs slowly approaching her. She starts to panic looking around for any sort of exit or something to fight with, then she notices a certain sword on the ground.

Festering desire.

Akane had told the girl to not touch the sword because something bad might happen. But Y/n still decides to take the risk, it was either life or death at thia point. She garbs the hilt of the sword and she felt a surge of some sort of energy running along her body, she doesn't notice it but her eyes flash the pink that resembles the pink on the sword.

What she does notice though is that pink lines start to appear on the hand she used to get the sword.

(Kind of like this:)

(Kind of like this:)

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'Finally! A host that finally let's me take control!' She hears a voice that sounds kind of distorted speak in her head. She doesn't question it and gets into a stance, well before her feet starts to move on their own and charge towards the grimm, her hands also moves on its own and immediately kill all three of the beowolves.

The grimm disappear and Y/n quickly drops the sword and backs away from it. "W-what the hell?!" She looks at the sword then back at her hand, she tries to rub the thing on her hand off but of course, it ends up not working. Then she hears that voice in her head maniacally laughing. 'Don't even try to get rid of me, you're stuck with me now.' Followed by more laughing.

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Y/n now back at her family's mansion, her "corrupted" hand covered with bandages that she randomly had in her pocket. The glow in her eyes had disappeared, making her seem more cold hearted. Hesitantly she opens the door and walks into the mansion. "Welcome back Ms. Y/n." Lia, her personal maid bowed down to greet her. "Lia, where are the others?" Y/n asked

"In the throne room ma'am." Lia said. Y/n nods and walks towards the throne room. She walks in and sees her two moms there while her other older siblings stood next to them. "Ah, hey kid welcome back- wait where's Akane?" Llilith tilted her head when she saw the child all alone.

"I'm sorry..."








































"̵̡͙͇̱̕I̶͕͎̻̫̯̔̉̽̐͠ţ̴̖̠̄'̶̰̪̗̌ŝ̶̜̱̠̤̍̒ͅ ̶̨̡͇͕̩͊̍̇ą̸͉̇l̵͖̂̌͆̚͝l̸̙͈̋̄ ̵͉͔̹͑̃̈́̾y̸̡͉̗̤͛ȏ̸̺u̴͉͌̏͗̈́̚ṛ̴̣̳͖̰͑͒̌̊̊ ̷͙͂̀͑̕f̴̡̟̠̈́͛͗͌̎a̶̧̤̱͆̏͒ú̵͈̫͎͒͛͘l̵̞̰͕̻̀t̵̲̥͉̻͇̅̈"̷͍̤̺̺̼̀






























"̶̥̳̜͕̓̎͑̒͘Y̸̤̣͉͂ó̶͕̯̠̄ͅų̸̖̟̘͉̐͗ ̵͈́å̴̛̛̘̘̗̀̚r̵͖̽̀ȅ̴͓̺̒̌ ̶̩̩̲̾̒̚t̴̺̘͚͉̍̍́̿ḧ̷͓̭́́̕é̵̥͕̌͐̕ ̵̢̜͕̬̀̀̃̇̏r̷̡̻̯͇͆͑̔̕e̴̘̲͒̉̃͋͝ă̴͓̻͙ś̸̙͠ớ̸͕̹̝̀̕͝n̷̨̰̩̈́̓ͅ ̷̹̻̐̈́̋w̶̟̮͒ͅh̵͍̋̾̒̇ͅẏ̷̨̔̈ ̸̗̘̬̞̾̀̐͝s̷̻̺̒͌h̷̲͕͑̄͛ë̴̝̓̐ ̷̡̘͋̌̉̚i̶͍͇̝̮̓͘ͅs̷͔̘̺͋̃̀ ̶̹͎͂̅̑̃̏͜ͅd̶͙́̉̌̆ͅe̶̩̹͊̎̎a̸̫̰̱̓͌͜͜͝ḏ̸̮̉̂.̴͚͊̔́̇"̴̡̪̆̑̿







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