Nobody's pov:
Anger. That was all sekido had ever been able to feel. His sole purpose was to serve the demon king and stay alive. So imagine his surprise when he was killed by a couple of brats on what was supposed to be an easy mission. It was over. Hantengu had been beheaded. He and the others were going to hell.
Sekidos pov:
I closed my eyes as zohakuten crumbled away. I was ready to except the fact that we were going to burn in hell....
But, instead of feeling like I had gone to the bad place, I felt warm. There was a bright light. Like in a dark forest. I swam towards the light. Wait, swam? It seemed I was in some sort of liquid. When I reached the light, my vision was surrounded with light.
I feel... cold? Someone was obnoxiously crying. Oh wait, that's me?
"It's a boy!" I heard a loud voice from somewhere. I felt small. And VERY cold. "Hello little one.." I looked up and saw a gorgeous woman holding me. She looked exhausted from something. "I'm your mamma." Mamma?! I don't have a mother.... I'm just the result of a blood demon art. Wait a second.....
IM A BABY?!!!
That's where I'm gonna leave of on this chapter. Hope you all liked it.
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