The oni panting and groaning lean up against a tree trunk wondering where he went wrong. His crimson blood sweeping out the wound on his abdomen and painting his silver hair red from the wound on his head. The male sit there his vision blurring with each passing second, not knowing what to do he used the tree to stand up once more.
The oni pushed himself forward staggering as he started walking limping with each step, what was driving this man to keep moving? Slowly walking across the grass plain barely even conscious anymore, he stepped Ina dip in the ground as his ankle twisted he fell hitting the ground with a thud.
He groaned and started to cry he was in pain and needed help, he sobbed dragging himself through the grass trying to left himself up with each pull failing every time. Eventually he couldn't go any further and he lay in the grass tears streaming down his bloodied dirtied face as his eyes grew heavy not being able to stay conscious any longer.
The oni passed out cold, his breathing shallow, his wound still bleeding, will someone show up to help him?
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