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MISTY MEMORIES

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Chapter Eighteen
Pitiful Creatures
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❝My body will remember that anger that will not leave me until I die.❞

YOU HELD A WOODEN sword in your hands, standing a few feet away from Yoriichi. The two of you studied each other's stances in order to analyze where the next hit would be directed to.

Suddenly and before you knew it, Yoriichi was right before your face, his sword ready to strike. You swiftly raised your wooden sword and barely managed to block his attack, "Good reaction, but don't get distracted." He said before removing his sword and attack again. You did your best to block his attacks, but he was way too faster than you. After all he was the strongest and the first demon slayer... Still, you didn't want to give up just yet. You took in a deep breath and braced yourself for your next counterattack before you swiftly moved behind him, "Mist Breathing: First Form: Low Clouds, Distant Haze." You mumbled and did a frontal and powerful thrust, aiming directly at his back.

Just when you thought you were winning, Yoriichi jumped high with a flip, landing right behind you. He pulled his wooden sword back jabbed it in your back which made you fall forward, "Not bad, you have a great potential. Want to continue?" He stated as he helped you stand up. You dusted yourself and picked up your sword, "Yes, let's continue." With that being said, you moved away from him and took a fighting stance.

For a long time, you and Yoriichi trained nonstop. You managed to see the points that held his strength, but his defense was strong to go through. You did manage to almost hit him a few times and you noted that he would be surprised every time you got close to land a hit. Nevertheless, you still didn't win against him. Right now, the two of you sat on the patio to rest for a bit, "You did great in this training, you even took me off guard a few times. Well done." He praised you, giving you a head pat.

"However, you have a rage burning into you. Always keep it under control."

You didn't know how he was aware about this, but you nodded in understanding anyway.

It was true when the man that made Yoriichi Type Zero said that the mechanical doll can barely cover all Yoriichi strength and skills. He was pretty strong and skilled swordsman. His demeanor was calm and composed that it doesn't show his true powers even in battles. He was also aware of his enemy's demeanor and behavior which helps him creat a path to defeat them. Yoriichi stood up and you looked up at him, "Let's take a walk." He requested, giving you a small friendly smile. You smiled bad and stood up to take a walk with him. The atmosphere were quiet and peaceful as you two walked through the forest. You asked him a few questions about his swordsmanship and you learned a lot from him. Just then...

"STOP!"

The two of you heard an echo of sound coming from somewhere followed by a golden crack appeared ahead of you. You recognized the voice very well, "Mk..." You whisper as more cracks appeared ever. Yoriichi surprisingly was unfazed by that and placed his hand on your shoulder, "It's time to go, your friend needs you." He told with encouragement. You looked at him with confusion, "How did you-..." You didn't get to finish your question when he cut you off.

"It doesn't matter now. You have to go and quickly before the protective curse get you."

You had so many questions about this, but you knew for sure that you had to help Mk. You approached the crack and were about to step in, but Yoriichi stopped you, "Good luck, Y/N. You can do it. Keep your rage under control." He stated and then waved his hand. You nodded with a smile before stepping into the crack. When you reached the other side, you found yourself high in the air. You landed down and saw Wukong and the others there, there was a huge ink monster standing before them.

"Y/N..." Mk said with a smile of relief, his form glitching a lot. You looked at him with concern, "Mk, What's happening to you?" You ran toward him and crouched beside him. The boy looked up at you with a pained smile, "I'm f-fine... Ugh, no n-need to worry." He groaned in pain, hugging himself tightly. You frowned and looked up at the ink monster who was laughing at you and your friends, "Now that the gang is complete, we can continue. Say goodbye!" The curse exclaimed before darkness covered the sky.

"Wait, no! Hold on!" Mei yelled as she reached her hand out, but she was consumed by the ink along with Tang, Pigsy and Sandy. You were looking around for any sudden attacks, but you didn't expect what was coming, "Y/N! Watch out!" Wukong exclaimed, but it was too late when you were taken by the ink. You were alone now, keeping your hand on your sheathed sword.

"Such pitiful creatures. Cowardly. Reckless. Monstrosities! All doomed to play a role in tearing this world apart. To cause nothing but chaos and destruction." You could hear the protective curse's taunting.

Just then, someone appeared before you, "Yuichiro?" You mumbled, seeing the inky version of your twin brother. The curse smirked at you darkly, "They let others sacrifice themselves and then forget them as if they were nothing. Isn't that right... Y/N?" It mocked you, circling around you.

"You have let your brother die instead of you... You got to live and have friends while he died protecting you. What did he get in return? Forgetfulness, negligence, all of this so you won't blame yourself for his death."

You gritted your teeth as your hand gripped your sword tightly, feeling your anger raise. Suddenly, Monkey started to talk, "Enough! I've never let anyone dictate my destiny in the past, and I'm not about to start now. None of us are! We can't change who we were yesterday, or in a past life, or a hundred lifetimes ago. We live with the choices we've made. But what matters is the choices we make right now! Only we decide who we are and what we do with the power we have!" He stated firmly.

Keep your rage under control.

You let out a deep breath and loosened your grip on your sword, trying to calm your burning rage. It was finally time to face your reality and accept your past, you can no longer run from it. And you weren't going to let anyone taunt you for it.

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