An unknown flying creature flew into the dark alley of the rebuilt infinity fortress.
It flew room to room finding it's master. One of the doors opened wide, as the creature got close to it, letting it enter.
A man in a black suit stood still in the cold, empty room, gazing at the beauty of his creation, his stronghold. The creature flew toward him and landed on his shoulder.
'Speak...' demanded the man as his red glowy eyes glared at it.
''Tomura...I mean.... Douma is dead. Killed by a guy in a martial art clothing ' The creature cawed.
'And....' The man gripped the creature by his neck while wanting more information from it.
'He has...short black hair with pink eyelashes, blue ocean eyes and pale skin.'
The creature choked as the force was released from his neck.
The man nodded and let the creature leave the room.
He banged the wall, causing a hole appearing from it.
'Traitor......' He growled as he realized who the killer was.
'Akaza......You God damn traitor!'He yelled in rage, hitting the wall again making thud which frightened the other demons in the fortress.
A knock, made the man stop at a halt.
'Who is it.' asked the man as he cool down his rage.
'It's me, Kaigaku, my Lord.'
'You don't have to tell me, I have know everything...' He snarled.
Kaigaku , who was outside of the room, trembled and left immediately.
The man continued destroying the four walls of the darkroom, leaving deep claw marks and damages on it. A flash reflected on his reddish pupils, making him look at the direction.
It was a key that was stuck in a wall.
The man reached to it as he took a closer look at the keychain that was attached with.
The words were small and it was written :
'Top Secret.'
The man's curiosity had stopped him for destroying the room and made him smile.
'Tomura.....you weird and mysterious person ' The man grumbled softly as he sensed Tomura's scent on it.
He shut the door of his room and started to walk to Tomura's room.
The door was unlocked which made the man more curious.
'Why didn't he lock his door, that's pretty odd.'
The man stepped in as all electric devices and lights turned on automatically. The machine, that placed in front of some shelves of chemicals, started buzzing noisily and all the holograms on the table appeared, showing some familiar identities and images.
What took the man's attention is the keyhole that placed on the corner of the wall. There were no doors visible to the man but just a wall.
The man looked down at the key which he was holding.
'Is this the one....' he thought as he stuffed it into the keyhole.
Some bricks of the wall started to vibrate and move around, making a small hallway for a person to enter.
The fearless man walked into the small tunnel without any hesitation.
Soon he noticed a bright flash flickering in front of him, it was another entrance. The man explored around the small room which he didn't know existed.
The room was almost completely empty. The only thing which was in the room was a glass safe which displayed a tiny tube filled with red fiery liquid. The man punched the glass safely, causing the glass to shatter into pieces and grabbed the tiny tube in his large hand.
A little paper was stuck on to it:
'Muzan's blood. '
The man gritted his teeth as he read the words.
'Why didn't you tell me earlier......'
He plugged out the cork and started to pour it into his mouth ,drinking the entire liquid, not wasting a single drop of it.
He started clutching on his clothes as he vomited on the floor, feeling a sting from his stomach.
'Tasted like poison......I this really his blood?' He groaned, continuing to vomit. His body lost balance and fell, landing on his hands and legs.
'Hello, my son. '
A voice hit the eardrums of Kibutsuji Kaizen.
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Kuro : Oh my, this is short OwO
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