Cries of terror and pure agony rose like the song of a sparrow and rang through the air. Bodies laid still, blood soaking and seeping into the cracks in the earth
Sobs of despair were heard from miles, this was something normal, it mattered not to the man who brought such destruction, for he couldn't careless for the people who he harmed
If anything, it made him grin with glee, the death and raw pleasure displayed in his eyes hidden away behind the demon mask he wore
His katana cut through the air, ridding itself of the red liquid brandishing it
"Master, what of the homes left?"
He smirked
"Burn them" Were the only words he uttered before stalking off
'What a great day for death' He thought before chuckling
His motives for committing such awful acts were fairly simple
He had no use for it or it's inhabitants, he wanted this area to build an outpost
His heavy boots trudged towards the center of the village where his men stood guarding the few who survived
Eyes skimming over faces for no seemingly good reason until they landed on a young man, long blonde locks covered his face. It was an unusual sight indeed. dark long hair was normal but a full head of blonde almost white hair was considered strange, an outcast and a mystery
Small almost feminine structure, pale skin, delicate and dainty hands clutched his kimono
The man stooped down in front of the strange boy, fascinated, eyes burning with curiosity
"My lord, you don't want to touch such a foul thing, let the little faggot die" A village woman snarled
The great warlord turned to the woman, angry she had the nerve to open her mouth and speak without permission
"And your reason for seeing him die is because he likes men? I like men as well, should I die like a dog too?" his deep menacing voice rang through the now silent air
The woman cowered before falling into submission
"Kill her"
The unknown woman was dragged off kicking and screamed before being killed and strung up like a deer
Takeshi's attention went back to the small being from earlier, his finger lifted his chin gently and that was when his breath was stolen
Striking blue eyes, icy yet warm, rosy tear soaked cheeks, plump red lips parted as if in awe as well. Beautiful white long white lashes, thin eyebrows and a small button nose decorated with small freckles
The great warlord was stunned by this rare beauty
"Name?"
"Satomi" his voice soft like silk and melodic
Takeshi grinned under his mask, a clear goal stuck in mind
"Take him and carry him to my carriage"
The soldiers were frightened by this order but knew better than to protest
"And the rest?" His second in command asked
He shrugged
"Keep them alive, they may prove useful"
With that he stood upright and stalked away satisfied with his new findings
Today was a good day indeed
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The Empress (MxM)
RomanceThe likes of a lowborn catching the attention of a great Warlord/Emperor. Preposterous indeed, though he is quite the sight to behold. What would one do when they are ripped from the place they were raised and thrown into a unknown way of life. Any...
