𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐦. n. (latin)
- star, constellation, glory, immortality, heaven.
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❝I don't need the stars, because I have you.❞
In which, the Celestial Nine-Tailed Fox finally visits the Mortal Realm after millenniums of avoiding her past.
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「 第十五章 // 𝗖𝗛. 𝟭𝟱 」
"The Exorcist."
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〜 TW: Detailed gore, death
Loud screams erupt from a dainty corner of the city. Not moments later, a loud crash could be heard— immediately followed by a boom. An explosion.
The sky was dyed a gloomy red. Clouds gathered, as though hailing the arrival of the perpetrator— or was that the blood in the air?
A dismembered arm flew through the air, strings of blood following in its trail. Its owner was nowhere to be seen. The only indication was the sobbing that had been cut off just seconds before.
Flesh littered the ground. Skin, limbs, organs— shattered bones. Blood here, blood there; tears, sweat, snot, all mixed together to create a pool of sin.
Glass pieces. Broken bricks. Death felt by humans and nature alike.
It was a massive murder spree unlike the city has ever seen before.
And there, stood on top of a pile of bodies stacked like dominos— a lone figure, his shadow longer than what the Sun's rays could reach. Inhuman, inhumane.
His eyes are red. The colour of blood.
His clothes, red. The broadsword in hand, red.
The devil grins.
Elsewhere, you've barely woken up in the apartment you were renting, before your door was slammed open unceremoniously.
"Y/n!"
Even with blurred eyes, you can hear the loud panting and the pure panic in the simian standing before you.
"What? It's only eight. I deserve some sleep, after..."
"No, shut up and just listen to me!" Forcefully slapped away by the hands landing harshly on your cheeks, you simply gaze at him, displeased.
"Listen— There's-There's a demon. There's a demon, they say there's a demon to the North of the city."
"A demon? You're the only..."
"SHUT UP AND LISTEN!" You clamp your mouth shut, realising the severity of the situation if even Sun Wukong was feeling pressured by it.
"He's killed— just under a hundred people this morning. Just an hour ago, he was walking the streets, nothing more than a few kilometres from you, after killing all those people."
