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Bewildered. Anguished. Hatred. Torment. Agony. There are still a lot of words that can describe my situation right now, but if someone asks me to say it in 5 words, then that is my answer.

I, Oni Verasha, yes i know the names weird. I'm a mixed race, came from a Japanesse dad and Russian mom. Everyone says my mother is the most beautiful woman they ever catch eye on. Although i've never seen my mother because she died when she gave birth to me, almost everyone–like literally EVERYONE–says i have the exact same face as hers. The only difference is the color of my hair and eyes that inherited from my father.

I've been raised by an ambitious, selfish & sadistic being i called father, along with two older brothers that's 4 and 2 years apart from me. Oni Ankoku, an infamous mafia leader in Japan, which is my dad.

Every 3 generations, there will be born an infant with a distinguished inheritance trait from the Oni clan, and that is what we called the God Eye. They also called them "the gifted child", a baby born with a red eye that has powers to bring dominance to all beings. My father had that so called God Eye, and he brings misery in every path he takes.

There was a rare occurance, if one from the Oni clan consumes a large amount of human flesh, they will be able to obtain a heir that will also inherits the God Eye. My father and all the generations above have the ambitious dream to make Oni clan be feared–not like we're not already–by every human in Japan, so that they can conquer this state and take the title as a leader that everyone ought to obey every orders.

Unluckily, that shit happens to me. In 1996, the red-eyed and black-haired girl was born to this world from the Oni clan that shocks everyone when they saw her eyes. It also ignites the fire in my father's soul, that finally a proper heir has been born to continue his journey in the underworld of Japan.

All my life is a fucking misery. There are no days i can feel the breeze blowing my hair and sunlight burning through my skin. I've spend my life training every single martial arts known in the world and mafia's business skills, that taught by my father himself. My father doesn't give two shits about my brothers, he even called them failures. The reason is because they don't inherit the (stupid) God eyes.

It is so monotonous to spend everyday training and training hard to satisfy my father's hunger.

It is so nauseating to be raised as a boy rather than what i am.

But one day, i met a man who's able to warm me from the coldness sorrow, a man that stays beside me everytime & after every choices i've made, and a man that's willing to give the whole world to me. Sasaki Takeo.

NOTE: this is my first ever story and english is not my first language so if i made a mistake, please tell me ok:D . There will be a lot of spicy scenes, with angst and fluff following this fantasy fictional story of mine. So please support me, and thank you for reading, enjoy!!

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 11 ⏰

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