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___________________________________ Year : 2014 "Why..?" You kept thinking.. 'Why? Where did everything go wrong? Why did they have to leave?' Millions of questions lingered in your head, you gripped onto the fans your father, Douma, had given you. You sat on the cold street floor, everything empty and dark.
Your kimono was stained with blood, your cheek covered in blood as well. Your eyes dull and puffy from crying, you kept rethinking about what had happened earlier tonight, which made you feel sick to the stomach.
𖣴flashback : It was midnight, you sat on your bed looking out the window as you heard loud hurried footsteps, the door slammed open and there stood your father, all bloody and panicked, which made you filled with concern. "O-otou-San! Are you alright!?"
Douma didn't waste a second and rushed to you picking you up and running out of the estate, "Otou-San! Where are you going! Your injured!" You blurted out with concern, Douma put on his usual smile and replied.
"Don't worry my little lotus! Everything is going to be fine! We need to get you somewhere safe." He panted out, holding you tightly as he searched for a safer place.
He stumbled upon the empty streets, he sighed in relief and put you down, setting you in the cold street floors. "My little lotus, take these, they'll help." He said handing you his golden fans.
"O-otou-san! Why are you saying all this?! What's going on? Where's Inosuke!" You blurted out feeling tears well up in your eyes as you stare at him with wide eyes.
Douma's tears fell from his cheeks as he hugged you tightly, "Don't worry, my little lotus, don't worry at all. Otou-San loves you more than anything, anything." You felt Douma's arm unwrap you as he rushed off. You didn't do anything, you stared as tears fell from your eyes and you breathed heavily. _______________________________________
Just the thought made you feel miserable and sick. It was cold and windy outside, at one point, it went frigid that the body slowly started to grow numb. When there seemed to be no hope, the shivering girl felt warm as she closed her eyes. After a while she fluttered her eyes open, only to see a tall muscular man in front of her.
Nothing but silence was heard from the man yet, his expression was soft, his eye lids drooped from what you saw from the goggles which he was wearing, and his brows lifted, his frown changing into a soft look.
He kneeled down at the young girls level, attempting to get closer, but to no surprise, the girl scooted away from him, now gripping the fans tighter as she let out a whimper of fear. "It's fine, no need to be afraid, I am here to help. I can sense strong cursed energy from you. So you also see those things don't you?" Asked the man.
