𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 | 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮

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I belong to a corrupt bloodline that has killed to line its own pockets. With stolen money, we have inhabited mansions, feasted and lived in unnecessary luxury.

We are a shameless, avaricious, ostentatious and ugly clan.

The family gave birth to many girls. It had been 370 years since the last birth of a boy.

Since the time of my birth, they confined me to a cell. My mother, sisters and aunts fawned over me...so much that it was disgusting. Except for one.

My mother's older sister, Mayako is the only one who doesn't even look straight at me as if she hates me. But whenever she's with the other women, she acts as if she praises me or love me. And each day, they brought me rich foods. The poor ventilation made the small of fat so suffocating that I feel nautious.

At night in the cell, I heard three creepy sound of something massive crawling around. Amd I felt a gaze fixed upon me. My whole body would sweat and I couldn't sleep until the sound stopped.

About the time I turned 12, they dragged me out from the cell. In a splendid, gaudy and luxurious room, as if enshrined like an object of worship...

...was a female demon whose lower body was that of a serpent. I immediately realized that it was she who had been coming to see me at night.

"You are small, so very small," she hissed like a regular snake. "Perhaps I should wait until you are bigger."

My family had been living off riches stolen from those whom this serpent demon had slain. The demon loved feeding upon newborn babies, so in return the family had been pffering their own offspring to her as sacrifices.

I was a rare boy child with unusual eyes. So she had taken a great liking to me and allowed me to live until I grew to a more satiating size. She determined I would live a little longer and had my mouth cut to more closely match her own. They collected my blood in a chalice amd fed it to her.

Back in my cell, I thought only of escape and survival. With a stolen hairpin, I began scratching away at the lattice of my cell. Each day, I was nervous wreck for fear they would discover what I was doing.

And so someone did.

That one night I scratched a part of my cell, my aunt Mayako had been wandering around that area and definitely saw what I was doing. She was shocked and was frowning at the same time and the only thing I could hope is that she'll just scold me. Yet, she remained silent and walked closer. "What are you doing?" She whispered. "You should obey them all!"

"I w-want to live..." he whispered back.

Mayako's mouth was agape at the sound of my voice. The wounds in my mouth still stung and I can still taste my own blood from it. She sighed and looked away. There I noticed that she's carrying a luggage in her back as if she's going to leave. "Obanai. Good luck on that."

"W-where are you going? Take me with you!" He pleaded.

"We'll both get killed right here if I left with you," she said and looked back at me. "I also...want to live normally."

Mayako was on her 20s at that time, I couldn't blame her for desiring such since she never actually lived a normal life from her birth. I've heard she had a child once and it was also sacrificed to the demon out of her will. Her child's almost the same age as me if she lived through.