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Yuji.
A tear. Throat tighten again, like an icy crystals breaking through to the outside. What happened in this house three days ago? What happened to her little brother...
"I can't do it..."
Her grip on the handle loosened as she lowered her a shoulders. What I have done...
I was supposed to die three days ago. So why am I still alive?
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This man was powerful. Everything seemed to shift to accommodate his mere presence. He had the physique of a warrior, with long, dark hair tied back.
Mismatched haori.
With the distant croaking of a raven, he moved, the metal clicking softly. Blue blade.
"Wait. Don't kill him. He's my brother. I don't know what happened to him...but...he's my brother."
She moved like a sleepwalker. Her words seemed slurred, as if she didn't have the strength to open her mouth, her legs were falling with each step. In her hand was a katana that she waved carelessly.- where did she get that?
"Kid, move away from that demon. He's not your brother anymore."
"Get away! Yuji will come back to us, give him a moment! He's scared of you! Put the sword away, you bastard!"
A pale, lifeless shadow of what it once was, for a split second it focused its entire consciousness on the image of its crying sister.
But the man heard no more.
He killed them all.