Chapter 1│

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"I'll take on any challenge that comes my way. After all, it's the thrill of battle that keeps me alive."
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Biwa strings echoes through the castle. Demons lurking around the shadows and throughout these many rooms. On one of the platform an of a lady with fair skinned hint of grayish undertone. Her nails, painted in a striking blue shade, and noticeably sharp. Some are drawn to her vividly red lips, which create a striking contrast against the paleness of her skin. Her hair, glossy and reaching length of her hips of a deep brown hue. Her hair falls in gentle waves style down her back and neatly trimmed that crate a sharp cut.

Two strands of hair, reaching chin length, while her long bangs elegantly covered her large eye.

Wore simple yet elegant plain black kimono, and  rested on her lap were a four stringed wooden biwa. As she played continuously until she struck a core loudly enough to summon the other uppermoons.

Uppermoons haven't been summoned to the castle in over centuries now. What could possibly be so important to summon them?

Third pov

A demon standing on top of a rooftop cool breeze ruffling his bright pink hair and lightly tickling his paleness skin. Big explosion erupted in the sky and colors soon dance around his eyes as he watches carefully. More fireworks went off in the sky making him close his eyes for a second and smile. His inward tilting yellow eyes with pink eyelashes and blue sclera that gives off this look of cracked glass, the kanji for "Uppermoon 3" etched into his irises.

His skin was decorated by a pattern of thick blue lines, criminal tattoos. The lines on his face curved through each of his eyes from blow ears to over his temples, another blue line running from the center of his hairline to the bridge of nose, with two more lines running around his neck, three others branched off the lower one to his torso.

Down to his chest to halfway down his stomach, and the other two branched off to the sides over each side of his chest to join the other lines. Three lines repeating around his waist, on his arm there were lines running down the front of his shoulders that ran into two more, went around his biceps. Continuing to run down to his wrists. His fingers were dark blue and his nails were oranger same with his toes.

He wore only sporting short, sleeveless dark purple-pink haori that was cut off at his waist, left open to expose his chest, that was decorated by a square pattern on his back. Below this, he sported a pair of baggy white pants that he rolled to just below the knee with a blue rope belt to secure them at his waist. barefoot but wears a chain of large round pearls around each of his ankles.

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