I ended up in the woods, I still don't have the best control of my teleportation but I had to run away rather than killing more cops trying to capture the cult members..
Me being a demon, I am not an ally to them even if I say to them I am friendly. Let's just hope they pay no attention to my grimoire... the last thing I want is being summoned just to be experimented on.
The sun has just risen but in the deep forest, it's only an eerie morning mist. But it's calming...
I walked around going no particular direction or destination... An early morning stroll through the woods is surprisingly relaxing knowing that I am now a demon and nothing can hurt me in the woods.
I stumbled across a lake. The water is semi-clear and looks clean...
So I took a little bath. I undressed myself and neatly placed my clothes on top of a rock that I gently rubbed the dirt off before placing my clothes on top of it.
Being born in poverty in rural Japan... taking bath is natural bodies of water is normal for me.
I slowly walked in the lake, the cold water sends shivers up my spine. It's nostalgia for me... To soak and skinny dip in a lake when I was still a child back in Japan...
I gently walked to the middle of the lake, luckily it's shallow and the water reaches up to my chest.
I started to rub the dry blood off me, wash my face, even drink the water. Might be disgusting... but I eat human flesh now, drinking lake water where other animals have drank from, me cleaning myself in the same water I drank from is on par...
Ok maybe a bit disgusting...
I spent an hour in the lake. Cleaning myself and playing by myself.
I sat by the shore with my legs and waist still in the water.
I relaxed for a while. Trying to clear my mind of my trauma... Though it isn't easy...
I tried to forget everything... but I can't...
I just wanna cry until this lake has salt water and maybe the middle being deep enough to submerge myself...
But crying won't bring my old life back... my life that I cherish back in Japan... we maybe poor but at least I had my family...
...
Family?...
They sold me as a prostitute in the local entertainment district...
Did I offend the gods? Buddha?...
Was I a horrible person in my previous life?...
All I can do is stay strong... I can no longer trust anyone but myself...
I dried myself and put my clothes back on and I went back to walking the deep forest.
I could be walking in circles in the woods and I wouldn't have notice it. Or rather... would have cared.
I came across an old grave yard.
I gently kneeled down beside a gravestone and rested.
I napped for a while until I heard footsteps approaching.
I listened carefully, the footsteps are pretty light and frequent... It's from a child...
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Dreamy Nightmare.
RomanceSubjected to a cruel and harsh life, Zichimi wanted revenge to the people that took advantage of him, putting them into everlasting sleep filled with nightmares. One boy wanted his wishes granted, so he resorted to summon a demon. Little did he know...