Chapter 2

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Enough of talking about my family. I had something much bigger troubling us right now? Man, I was really taking forever and forgot what I originally wanted to talk about so quickly!

Back to the scene to rebuild the tension, sorry if I destroyed it for you.

So:

My parents backed away from the dagger. I felt the impulse to grab it and hold it in my hand.

In the end, I really touched it. My feet were moving with baby steps and I broke out into sweat. So many nightmares I had seemed to have come true. There was a god-damn strange weapon on our kitchen counter. 
Making it worse was the fact, that my parents were in shock like I had never experienced before. I began to shake from fear. What could make my parents, who were used to the supernatural get so scared?
I didn't like the situation at all! Damn it! I couldn't help myself!
How could I become so stiff, shy, completely suppressed?
Some weird energy was the only reason I could think off. But which one would it be?
Yato or Shoi? I didn't have the calmness to figure it out, but I would try.

After 1 hour I made up my mind and touched the dagger. The blood immediately glued itself to my hand. I wiped it clean on my short black skirt.
I had a certain thought cross my mind, however, unfortunately, I would not be able to think further.
Out of the blue, a ray of bright light surrounded me. My feet were gliding and I lost my balance.
Somehow I still stood up like held by a force. The energy had to come from both. Good and evil were twisted into one mixture. That also caused a portal to appear I assume.
In conclusion, who was the freaking idiot entering? Right, me. Gosh, how should I be able to stand on my two feet when I stumbled over misfortune after every five meters I walk!


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