The Oni | A DXD Story
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War.. Blood.. Tears.. Retribution.. Betrayal.. and Sympathy.
These are all the things the strongest have seen, It's impossible to not witness these phenomenons if you want to be proved the strongest amongst many. It's just inevitable.
But for I, Akiri Yaomoka. Shall bear witness to these experiences and accept them with gratitude. Because I shall walk the path of The Ashura as The Oni and be proved as the strongest no matter what. For that is now my legacy that shall be forged with the weapon I carry and the blood that shall spill for it
My legacy be a cursed one, brought by only blood and bodies... I won't stop until it's done, all my enemies slain at my hands. My sword drownex in their blood, as they may in endless purgatory.
~ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺, 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 ~
I shall rock the heavens.. clouds above, split the earth.. and shatter the gates of hell. As for there will be no one left to stop me, man nor beast....
This is my tale - Akiri Yaomoka! Or otherwise known as, "The Oni!".
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