The kingdom of Hyoushou is located in the far North of Clarines, holding bonds as great allies. Happy as anyone can be, tragedy is only common. Driving out the sole princess of Hyoushou, she was brought to Clarines and thus meeting Ryu, the youngest...
Third person POV Akuma's soul was transported into a whole new world, leaving behind her physical form back in Clarines, body like a corsepe. For she sacraficed her life to enter the realm of chaos. The realm and land of hatred and ice cold hearts. (Like Kyoya from OHSHC :p)
"... Still as traumatizing as ever." Akuma made a light joke to attempt calming her nervous muscles that memeroized ever horrid memory and sensation. But, that joke simply failed.
"WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!" Forthwith, cloaked females in dark shades of grey and black assembled together to surround the bright pink-red haired princess whose aura carried scars.
"..." Akuma remained motionless, mind silent.
"LET'S GO BACK HOME! HOME! HOME TO WHERE YOU SHALL RETURN TO FINISH YOUR DUTY!" (Tokyo Ghoul Trigger Streaks! Go!) The cloaked women only exposed their wide and horrifying grins, lips slender.
The group closed in on Akuma, limiting her space. They walked in a weird pattern, no straight order like what an army or normal human being would do. (Example of how they walk is like how a chicken chooses to cross through the road and tries to dodge every car while not using the crosswalk. Like me or possibly you.)
"Tch... You women are still as loud as f*ck! All you need is a bit of fire to warm your cold puppet hearts!" Akuma shouted, eyes raging with a purposeful determination, using her magic to produce mass heat and fire around to her to block off the wooden dolls. Her stance and overwhleming aura spoke to the puppets, as if they should rule under her despite it never happening since they despised Akuma.
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The cloaked women quicky fled away from Akuma, standing far enough for the flames to not reach them. Their grins dropped into a frown. However, they began to go down onto their knees, one by one. Akuma was on guard, summoning a sword at the ready.
'Where is she? Which direction will she-'
*Drip*
"......" Akuma's eyes were broad and wide open from shock. She touched her cheek, feeling warmth of driplets of red wine stream down her porcelain skin.
"Welcome back Akuma~! It's been so long despite your visit being so soon~!" A cheery and high pitched voice exclaimed, cloak showing more superiority with the designs shown.
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