First Arc
Chapter One
『源姫』~×~
【Present】
【June, 2018】The bustling streets of Tokyō was shrouded in darkness when the midnight came. It was not usually like this but this time, it actually was.
Miasma covered the alleyways and corners of each known business hub. Only one person stood above it.
A lone woman stood tall on the top of a building's rooftop, wearing very intricate clothing. Her braided auburn locks dancing with the wind while her pale skin seemed out of place in the darkness.
She opened her eyes, revealing very intriguing yellow irises. They seemed to be glowing in the midst of the night sky, crimson rings standing out as they skimmed through the distance.
There it was. The thing she had been searching for.
"Kekekekekeke.."
It was a curse in the form of half-bodied girl, gaping wide at her with its bloodthirsty red eyes. It's face was framed by its long and unkempt black hair while it wore a torn up sailor-style school uniform that only reached up to its dismembered torso.
Running her fingers through her hair, she sighed, pressing an index finger to her lips. She closed her eyes and parted her lips...
"Emerge from darkness, blacker than darkness. Purify that which is impure.."
With those words said, she looked towards the starry night sky which was once bright until a crimson red hue descended from above and started to cover the entirety of the district where she was standing on.
She looked back to the curse which was now about to charge at her and snapped her fingers at it.
It went on a rabid impulsion to grab at her and take a bite out of her flesh but she simply dodged it, making it halt and look back at her. It lifted the scythe in its hold and raised it towards her.
The woman quickly brushed the dust off of her clothes and emotionlessly looked at the curse. She raised her right hand and beckoned it towards where it stood upon.
It was salivating at her, blood spewing from its mouth. It looked macabre, even donning the appearance of a terribly cut up teen.
"Kekekekekeke!" It suddenly dashed towards her, only its free arm enabling its movements.
It was about to swing the scythe towards her but the woman remained still. The scythe slashed through her body and cut it in half. However, the woman still remained unfazed and silent.
Her bloodied body crashed onto the ground where she sat. Just as the curse thought that it had won, the blood from her bisected body exploded.
"Ke?"
The curse looked around confused, trying to understand what was going on. But suddenly it felt a strong force of cursed energy behind it. It turn around only to meet the eyes of the woman it had cut down.
"Now, I hate boring enemies.."
A devilish grin formed on the woman's face as she held her hand out onto the thing's bloodied face. Her golden eyes seemed to be glowing, looking down at it like it was an insignificant insect.
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