It was that nightmare again.
A trail of blood leading down an old dirt path. You follow it and find her body. You knew it was her from her signature pink floral kimono. You had no control of your body in these dreams. Sometimes you would run to her and try to wake her up, other times you feel overloaded and fall to your knees.
This nightmare was different though. You just stood there and witness the body fade away. As it did, the area surrounding where she died turned gray. Eventually, more of the area turned into that sickly tone. Everything began to lose its color.
"Lady Tenkuji!" You cried out as the gray began to reach out to you. However, before the ground beneath your feet grayed out, you woke up.
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The first thing you did upon waking up at your house was to check the calendar. You bit your lip. Seven more days.
How did it come to this? You tried hard in helping her out, but you were no help. You had no idea where the remaining Eyecons could be. You thought of a detective you could hire, but you remembered how he was far from the city you were at now. You began to remember the reason you moved out in the first place as you went to make your coffee.
"Let us enjoy hell!"
Those were the words of a terrorist back when you were over at Futo. You were able to tolerate the rampant crime rates and attacks from monsters, but the moment a terrorist group invaded the city and menaced its people, your own family begged and pleaded for you to move out of the city and go live with your aunt and uncle in Tomioka.
At first, you hated the city, though mainly because you weren't a country mouse. However, you adjusted by exploring the city. Eventually, you came across an old temple that your uncle visits from time to time. There you met a very quirky monk. You were sort of intrigued by the comedy that comes with him butting heads with the two other monks and you visited often.
One day, though, your eyes looked upon another face. A girl with nice, short brown hair, a cute face, and a pink kimono that would never leave your memory. As soon as you laid eyes on her, you practically fell in love. You wanted to talk with her, hang out with her, hell, maybe even hold her hand.
But the bald monk would, more often than not, kick you out of the temple before you could even see her. You had a job and made some good money, so you would often donate to the temple. Depending on how much you've seen the beautiful maiden in the temple, the more you'd pay. Eventually, the monk, Onari, got the message and allowed you to have one conversation with her. A basic introduction and nothing else.
You were expecting a classic maiden, but instead, you talked with a shy, timid, and nervous girl. That in of itself made you timid. Your entire conversation was spent saying small things like "hello" and "how's the weather". It was awkward, but you at least heard what she sounded like. From that chat, you learned that her name was Hikari Tenkuji. However, you often called her Lady Tenkuji, as a sign of respect towards her.
After that, your frequency of visits decreased. Perhaps Onari's intent on having you talk with Hikari was to show you what she was really like and hope you stop lurking around the temple. In a way, he succeeded. You still visited the temple, but instead of every day, it became every week... then every month. Eventually, you stopped paying and just popped in every now and then.
Then everything changed one day in October. You decided to visit Hikari once again. However, you feel a different air... You look around as you heard faint screaming. You ran to the source of it... and that's where your constant nightmares got their origin.
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The MagiArtist Collection
FanfictionAn archive of my x reader stories from Deviantart. Fandoms include: Puella Magi Madoka Magica Super Smash Brothers Legend of Zelda Kamen Rider Ghost Final Fantasy VII Kamen Rider Drive RWBY Animal Crossing Yandere Simulator David Copperfield Overwat...