Torakichi

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Akura's eyes slowly closed, she entered the world of dreams, where, supposedly, anything was possible. She walked down a dark hall, she couldn't control where she looked or walked, she was stuck looking and moving straight ahead.

As she walked, she could hear the sound of bells with each step, they were the sound of traditional royalty Japanese bells, often worn by leaders during the Edo Period. The halls had strange paintings on them, every now and then she would pass strange red marks that looked disturbingly like blood.

She reached the end of the hallway, there was a large door with a familiar emblem on it... it was a large cursive 'K'... A mark Akura knew all too well... She entered the room, there was a large throne at the other end of the room, it was plastered with gold plating and jewels. The room was filled with beautiful women, they wore long gorgeous kimonos with silver hair pins, but there was one that stood out the most; she had silky black hair, tied up neatly with a glittery golden hair pin, it was plastered with rubies and her kimono was a mesmerising crimson, with a golden belt and collar. 

"Hello lord Torakichi." All the women said in unison, facing Akura, or so she thought she was Akura. The one with the golden hair pin stepped forward and bowed as she came closer. She then got on her knees and held up a small wooden box, Torakichi (Akura), took it in his hands and opened it, there was a beautiful golden ring, plastered with jewels, identical to the ring that Akura received from Kiroi...

Akura felt an unwilling grin come across her face as all the women with the silver hair pins were decapitated in an instant, then Akura woke up with a start, breathing heavily.

She stared down at the ring in her hands, the same as the one in her dream. then she thought about what happened before she woke up, all those women, they died in an instant... all decapitated... Her eyes travelled to her left shoulder... she had a mark... the same mark as the one on the door from her dream... 

"What is it..." She mumbled to herself quietly.


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