[On Hold]Tsuki to Hoshi (Mikazuki Munechika x OC, Touken Ranbu)

Prologue

Mikazuki. . . 

Everything was abyss dark. . .

"Kill him! Kill everyone in this place! Don't you miss even a single rat and take whatever valuable!" a distant voice shouted loudly.

Men were running here and there holding items that they had raided. The smell of blood filled the place as the master got killed along with his whole family and servants.

"Attention! This is a raid! Surrender or be killed!" the distant voice shouted again over and over.

No. . . no, no, no, no, no! Not again! Master!

One of the men ran past the weapon room on the basement. From all of the weapons displayed, one particular sword caught his attention. He took the sword with him and his companions took the other various weapon made of silver and gold.

"Let's get out of here before our lord burn this place to the ground!" the man spoke and his companions followed him upstairs.

There, in the basement, a single kusarigama was left alone in the dark. No one took it for its dull appearance.

No, please, don't separate us! I don't want to be alone again!

As fire roared upstairs, the dull kusarigama sit alone, only able to wait for everything to be over. The flame didn't reach the basement but the building structure collapsed and the entrance to the weapon room was blocked.

And no one ever visited what remains of the building ever again. . .

Without realization, centuries had passed. The kusarigama was forgotten and buried alone with ashes.

At least. . . at least this will be the last time. . . I hope. . . I must forget everything. . . forget them and it will be less hurtful. . .

A/N
If you're wondering what a kusarigama looks like, that's the picture