❝Maybe all of the schemes of the devil were nothing compared to what man could think up.❞— Joe Hill
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Overtaken
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It was late afternoon by the time they reached one of the rural towns in Okinawa, this small countryside is infamously known as the village of lost souls.
Many spoken tales about this place, some say children who aren't obedient to their parents were swept away by evil beings. Others would tell a different version that this town was the cemetery of the dead.
One of the passerby he meet by chance told him that many children mysteriously went missing two months ago during evening period, it's like they vanished within their sight.
Sometimes, they would hear ghostly whispers in the night. A children's voice wailing in sheer terror and that made the mizunoto more frightened upon the facts.
Now that Zenitsu's center of attention is on the rumored town, his prickly nerves went haywire when he senses the uncomfortable dark energy representing the whole place.
"Chuntaro, are you sure that this is the town I'm assigned with?"
The young man with honey-haired cautiously take a quick look on every side of the town, his ears catching the brewing noises of sadness tracing over there.
A heavy feeling grew within him, his throat bobbled, voice coated in obvious fright and panic.
Beyond the image of that strange town, it gives off a vibe of dilemmas. Fear touches his mind, leaving behind the shred of pretense confidence he has.
His hand tremors briefly, drawing his palm to hold one of the straps connecting to the box he carried.
And he heaves.
"I don't think I can go there. This town basically screams danger to me," Zenitsu grumbled.
The sparrow felt a spark of anger against its slayer, beating its wings close to Zenitsu. It delivers a painful peck on top of his yellow head.
"Ouch! What's wrong with you?!" The boy yelping in pain, gawping at the bird in mild ire.
"Chu!"
Smack.
Zenitsu was caught off guard, hearing the resounding slap from the distance wherein all the voices were booming in anger and pain.
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