origins part 1

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*shatter*
A bloody and battered child was seen with a scar coming down on their cheek along with blood coming down from his back as a group of humans chased the boy over to a shrine

*shatter*A bloody and battered child was seen with a scar coming down on their cheek along with blood coming down from his back as a group of humans chased the boy over to a shrine

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Random villager 1: Get that demon brat!

Before the humans could reach the child, two ghostly figures appeared
In front of the humans

Before the humans could reach the child, two ghostly figures appearedIn front of the humans

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Samurai?: Who dares trespass our shrine!

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Samurai?: Who dares trespass our shrine!

Dog??: those who trespass here will face the wrath of us, yokai!

The villagers ignored and tried to attack, but they ended up shot at by the samurai cat's bow while the rest were burned to ash by the dog, they soon turn their attention to the Injured child as the samurai picks him up and carries him to the shrine as the human had been knocked out from seeing these yokai.

a few hours passed until the child awoke and saw the two yokai

Y/n: w-who are y-you!?!
The boy shouted, confused at what was happening,
Komasan: we are yokai. My name is komasan
Shouganyan : And my name is shoganyan, so the human mind telling us your name?

Y/n: m-my name is y-y/n

(End of part 1, sorry for the cliffhanger, but it will be more focused in part 2)

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 18, 2023 ⏰

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