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The Roar of a Dragon - Kausmi Suzume

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The Roar of a Dragon - Kausmi Suzume

Post by Kasumi Suzume on Mon Jun 04, 2012 11:47 pm

The Roar Of A Dragon
Year: 1866
Age: 16
Name: Kasumi Suzumei


One Bid Too High.

Edo (current day Tokyo), Japan was a large city. Everything was always bustling with life. Men and women alike were busy with their own goals. Going after things they knew they could no get. For what purpose? Well, there was no real reason beyond the selfish nature of humans. That was at least something the young teenager knew. The girl was traveling with a small group of men. These men did not speak much Japanese but shot back comments in their native language. Laughter would fill their rather large frames before they'd notice the small Japanese girl staring at them in confusion and fright. After all, she never wanted to be brought to such a place. Sure the central of Japan was a nice place to be but she wanted to be at home. More than anything the girl wanted to be with her little sister that everyone assumed was a mute. Riko... The thought bit at her mind softly but the girl did not make a comment. Kasumi had no idea where they were going but hoped they wouldn't leave these lands. Traveling abroad wasn't something the girl really wanted to attempt. It just seemed frightening to want to risk such a thing. Trailing behind the group of large Russian men, the Japanese girl was looking at the reactions of the other locals towards these tall strangers. Her soft blue eyes reflect only amusement as most of them seemed repulsed by the fact these men stank of alcohol and seemed to not know what being quiet was. Biting down on her lip the girl watched them nervously, wondering if she could just slip away down one of the various alley ways. That wouldn't help her at all these men were aggressive. Her wrist was still in pain from the last time she had tried to escape while traveling to this place. Her left hand curled over the aching wrist, the cool skin having a calming effect on the pain. Pain was something the girl knew well considering that she lived with it all the time. The pain of her heart seemed the more natural factor here considering her own father had traded her away as if she were no better than a horse. Was she not as pretty as the other children? Did she not have a lot to offer to other prestigious families? She could've been a great mother if they only gave her a chance. But no, her father insisted on trading her away to these men... A bunch of Russian's who seemed to like gambling as much as her father did. At least that hadn't tried to touch her in a wrong manner. The girl was still blissfully a virgin.

One of the men had noticed she had slowed. The one that constantly would point to himself repeating his name as if he assumed she was stupid. What did Alik (Russian spelling: А́лик) want now? Motioning her forward with a simple hand gesture Kasumi frowned at him. Did he think she was a dog? If he tried to learn her language to say something simple like please come she'd have nothing against them. People who had been watching the strange group finally realized that the beautiful raven haired girl was apart of group. Looks of disgust crossed a lot of faces. Most assumed that a woman like herself with a bunch of men was nothing more than a whore for their enjoyment. As if sensing the hatred coming toward her, Kasumi did indeed hurry her step. Her cheeks were burning red in shame from the looks she was getting. No... No they didn't understand at all! It wasn't like that! Shame shone in the gentle blue eyes before she swallowed. Alik murmured something akin to good girl, patting her on the head before returning to his previous conversation. Kasumi found herself in the middle of the group moving slowly with them, hoping that they'd soon reach their next destination. She was hungry, and upset. Slowly they'd approach a large mansion that seemed to belong to another noble family. In this place she learned they were picking up another one of their comrades. How many of these men were there? Looking at the newest recruit to her group, Kasumi shivered. He felt different than the others. This man looked angry, ready to beat someone if they said something bad. His eyes were black like the night, not a shred of happiness showing with in them. He regarded Kasumi as if she were a piece of meat, revulsion grew in the young child. Alik noted the girl's fear, and made sure to keep her close. After all, he himself did not trust the comrade they had just picked up for their journey back to the motherland. Kasumi was surprised that Alik was showing concern towards her, yet it was nice. She felt less alone with someone willing to look over her in the group of loud savages. Yet the whole time they moved she could feel eyes on her from the man they had just brought into their fold.

Soon enough they were on their way to a coastal city. Kasumi was exhausted by the constant travel yet kept her wits about her. Who knew when she'd have to react before receiving another beating? Kasumi found herself just wanting to curl up and sleep, this all had to be a nightmare didn't it? Where could she go? The sadness in her eyes was unlike anything Alik had witnessed before. Had it been wrong to accept the child in price for gold? The young man did not know, the group had been saying they'd fetch a high price for her back in Russia as a servant. They did reach the ocean town though, it was a beautiful place. Well to Kasumi it was. The Russian's were disgusted from the smell of fish and salt. What did they expect from a fishing town? Noticing children about playing and mothers as young as she, Kasumi looked interested before turning her gaze once more to the Russian. They were looking for someone willing to charter a trip back to Russia for them. They were offering a very large amount of gold. Something this town hadn't seen before. That was obvious by how thin and starved most people looked in the village. They're playing the devils among the poor. This isn't something that surprises me in the least. After all I grew up having a father like these men. The only difference is father wouldn't beat me like these men seem to enjoy doing... Which was true. Bruises littered her small body. Yet they were always kind enough to avoid the face. After all they didn't want to damage the property they'd make the most money off of. Soon enough they found a man willing to charter his vessel for them. It hadn't taken long at all, no surprise there. When throwing around wealth of course someone would snap the deal up within hours. The Russians seemed happy by the simple exchange, and took to staying at a small inn for the night before the journey they'd have to set out on in the morning. It was good they were exhausted, it gave Kasumi some time alone from them.

In this time away from the group of men, the girl wandered the beach. Grasping various shells from the shore the child seemed to enjoy such a simple task. The salt air was heavy, yet the girl found herself enjoying it. The smell was so different from the country side she had grown up in. She spent an hour playing along the beach, losing herself to her own personal fantasies. In her own world she had grown up in a small town where everyone liked one another. Her parents were loving, and she loved a boy who returned said feelings... Yet Kasumi was aware this fantasy of hers was never going to become true. It wasn't possible. Sorrow touched her before the girl noticed the disturbing Russian man staring her down from the window of her room. In a meek manner she waved to him cautious, he merely nodded his head, turning away from the window. Kasumi was nervous now, how long had he been watching her? Where was Alik? The blue eyes moved slowly along the beach once more, her earlier joy now vanishing. All she was to these men was a means to money. Closing her eyes, Kasumi sighed bitterly to herself, sitting on the damp sand. Tears trailed down the doll like cheek's as she cried softly to herself. She had been strong for so long hiding the fact she was scared, petrified of these men... To think tomorrow she'd be stuck on a boat with them all for weeks. The thought mad her whimper softly to herself. This wasn't right at all. No... She wanted to go home, or, maybe this was all a nightmare? It couldn't be...She had slept many times in the past week. The dreams were usually Kirin coming to see her, to see if she was actually still alive. Yes, some how she was indeed still alive, despite thinking that she was dead at times. Her stomach growled in reminder she hadn't ate yet. Rising to her feet once more the girl went to turn, before hitting a chest of a man. Her hands moved in front of her in fear before she noticed it was one of the fishermen. A younger one who looked rather handsome.

"Why're you crying? Surely you want to return to your land?" The fisherman looked perplexed.

"Is that the lie they told you? That it was my land? No - My father gave me to them to clear his gambling bet, I'm scared. I'm no more than a hostage." Her words were soft and barely audible as she mumbled them. The man before her frowned slightly, knowing he couldn't step into such a mess.

"I am sorry to hear this."

That was all the man said before leaving Kasumi once more to her own sorrow. The girl watched after the handsome man for a moment before shaking her head. No there wasn't anything she could do. Pacing the beach like an agitated animal, the petite female found herself wanting more than she had. A chance at freedom, a chance to be who she wanted. Yet such things were not going to happen. She was nothing more than a child. Alik called to her from the inn that she needed to come in for the night. Kasumi was surprised Alik had learned any Japanese at all. The blond haired Russian merely waved at her, until she stumbled away from the beach hurrying inside. Maybe she would get an actual meal today instead of a piece of bread and stale water from the bottles they carried. Lights spilled from the inn and the Russians were indeed eating, there was fish, fresh bread and what looked like vegetables. Her stomach growled loudly, the small girl flushing in embarrassment. Alik laughed, clapping the girl on the back. Kasumi stumbled before grasping a chair, plopping herself down on the table a plate was placed before her. Peering at in interest the small girl wolfed down the meal. Enjoyment showed on her face as she finally had a full stomach after weeks of nothing. The strange Russian was watching her once more, his black eyes looking at her, undressing her with his eyes. Kasumi glared sharply at the man, shifting closer to Alik. Anger crossed the face of the other man. Kasumi finally tried to strong along a sentence in Russian to Alik to ask him the name of the man that kept staring at her. That was the night she learned his name - Kir (Russian spelling: Ки́р). Alik explained the meaning of the name, it meant master. The man was a Russian noble who had power through the land. He was a well respected lord who brought honor to the kingdom constantly when he was needed to do so. Kasumi was frowning clearly because she did not like the attention of Kir on her. It was disturbing and made the small Japanese girl feel like she wanted nothing more than to disappear. Could she disappear? Make the world around her vanish... The eyes closed for a moment before she let out a sigh, and told Alik she was going to go to bed so that she'd be up to travel with them come morning.

Slipping away from the table she excused herself to the room they gave her. Little did she know, Kir had followed her to the room, and lightly touched her shoulder. Jumping in surprise the girl looked at the man, before edging away slightly. The man grasped her by the wrist. The one that had been hurt only a week before. A whimper of pain escaped the small mouth, yet Kir did not release her. Instead he pushed her up against the wall his mouth covering her own. The disgusting taste of alcohol filled her mouth. No, no, no! The girl pulled back in disgust, and shoved the man away from her, hurrying into her room. Terror shone in the blue eyes. What did that man think he was doing? She locked the door, listening to Kir growl threats at her from the other side of the door. She was not going to open it to him. Not at all. Instead she decided to curl up on her bed, crying herself to sleep once more. She was awoken later in the night by the sound of arguing outside her door it sounded like Kir and Alik. The girl had no clue what the pair were bickering about but tried to ignore it. Her mind veered to the fact she was going to be trapped on a boat with Kir, the man had already harassed her... The thought made her shudder before grasping the soft blankets and pulling them closer to her form. She once more fell asleep, waking in the early hours of the morning to Alik knocking on her door, calling to her softly. The child slipped from her bed to open the door, the man pulling her into a hug before patting her gently on the head. He explained to her that they'd be heading out earlier than they thought because the fisherman had said a storm was approaching. Kasumi nodded her head, ready to go. Alik offered the girl fresh clothing to change into. She took it from him, changing into the simple brown kimono that he had probably picked at the general store. It was nice enough for her though. It covered her pale form, fitting her rather well. Pulling her hair away from her face in a pony tail the young woman slipped down the stairs for a meal. Finding a fruit to eat, she devoured it with ease before trailing outside to the ship that was being prepared. Kir stopped in his work when he caught sight of the young Japanese girl, a scowl on his face.

Kasumi merely looked back before noticing Alik and hurrying over to him. It was hard to say but Kasumi found herself falling for Alik. All he showed towards her was kindness where as the other men looked at her like she was an object. Finding herself at ease with the fact she was with someone who seemed so different than she Kasumi was content. Kir knew that she was affectionate towards Alik, envy clear between the two. By the time the the area started getting lighter the ship was loaded and they were prepared to leave shore. Kasumi found herself constantly at Alik's side. She even took to sleeping with him in his cot, laying a top of him like a cat would. They traveled through the ocean for weeks. It was something Kasumi hated. The constant feeling of moving was making her feel sick. Not to mention the men were restless with little to do on the ship. Kir was constantly trying to trap her alone but Alik would realize she wasn't ambling about his side and look for her. The girl made sure to learn some more Russian as they traveled. After all it'd be hard to understand what anyone wanted to say to her if she could not even understand a simple question. Alik gladly taught her how to speak in Russian, laughing when ever she mispronounced a word. Kasumi found herself enjoying such a simple time with another person. It was such a comfort to have someone to look after her. Maybe not all men were bad. Kasumi was aware that Kir was angry with both her denying his attempts at her, and Alik for receiving any shred of affection from the strange Japanese girl. The other men on the ship acted as if she were an animal not to scare. They were not violent with her unless she did something really stupid. Even then Alik would take to showing her why it was wrong. He did not like when they hurt the girl in front of him. It was strange to acknowledge but the man knew he cared for the child. Kasumi could understand simple phrases by the time they actually reached the port in Russia. She could understand things that people asked her. Relieved to be able to have a bath finally the girl went with Alik to an inn. The two of them getting a room with one another. Kir haunted them like a shadow, wanting nothing more than to slay Alik.

Kasumi found herself the center of attention in the strange new country. People were constantly surprised by how tiny and delicate she appeared. Comments about her being a doll were normal for Kasumi to hear. She would reply the best she could to most people who struck up conversations with her. The Russian's knew that their little prize they won from the gambling game would catch them a fair price. Which in fact they did. A group of men that were known for being killers wanted the Japanese woman for their own when Kasumi had Alik urging her to show the men her skill with a blade. Trusting what Alik asked her to do, Kasumi took a blade the man offered her. It wasn't hard for her to use a blade. Her mother had taught her how to use a blade. Kasumi had shown them the fierce movements her mother had shown her within minutes of sparring the man before her the girl disarmed him without even breaking a sweat. Clapping rose around her, whistles and the likes coming. Alik approached her, a proud smile upon his face. The man was proud of the girl who they had won from a simple game of cards from a fool of a man who had been too greedy to realize these men easily outmatched him with their luck. The group were offering a large amount for her. Alik didn't want to give away the girl he loved, in fact he thought about running away with Kasumi. They could go anywhere they wanted. Hell, if she wanted he could bring her to another country where they could settle down and make their own family with one another. Yet Kir knew the pair were planning on fleeing into the night. The man was jealous of the close bond the two held. Jealous and angry thinking that Kasumi should've loved him, not Alik! So when he caught whiff of the plan the man waited for the pair to try and escape into the night.

Alik was twenty the night he was murdered by Kir. Kasumi was forced to witness the death of the only man who had cared for her above everyone else. Why... Horror and pain washed over her. This was worse than any beating she had taken. Anger gripped the girl who shouted in the night of the murder. Moving with such dangerous movements the girl disarmed Kir herself, slaying him. She was found hovering over his body, stabbing it even though there was no movement. He had hurt her too many times for her to even want to risk being near him ever again. Death was too sweet for Kir, she hoped demons would eat his soul and destroy his existence. Shouts filled the air of the Japanese girl who had went crazy killing both Kir and Alik. They were pinning Alik's death on her too...? She would never hurt Alik! Tears shone in her eyes as the group took her in, giving the rest of the men left in the group the money they had agreed upon. Sometimes fate forced the hands of a person into something they never wanted to do. Alik... Her heart ached for the blond man who was now dead. A part of her would always remain with that man. The innocence of her soul was gone the moment she had watched the man who had offered her hope die from Kir. The group that took her in were keen on reminding the girl of what happened. Keen on reminding her of all the pain that had been created because of Kir. Whenever they mentioned it she would act indifferent to everything around her, when they mentioned her perfect Alik... Tears usually were found streaming down her doll like face. It was a shame that such a thing had happened. Everything was going bad for the girl who wanted nothing more than to have someone who accepted her. Alik had been the one to accept her before anyone else even thought about such a notion.

So for the next month she followed the group of killers. They didn't really expect much out of her in the end. After all they knew that she was shaken from what had happened. Nor did they need her yet, they were heading farther into the motherland. Kasumi hated this country. Alik...I miss you. The girl thought mournfully. Sometimes she thought she saw glimpses of Kir in the back of her vision haunting her. That man was nothing more than a monster, when ever she saw it she'd suddenly fall into a state of anger. Part of her wanted to destroy this phantom that she continued to see from the side of her vision. No one had anything to offer her on the fact she continued to see him. Eventually they reached a palace the seemed to reek of wealth. A rich family lived her, it was obvious. Kasumi regarded the place with little interest, it seemed like they were contract killers for this family. Not a comment escaped the young woman as she watched their approach. They were greeted by a man who acted a lot like Alik used to. Pain nipped at her heart, making Kasumi more distant. The group were proud of the Japanese girl that they had bought from the men on the coast. Soon enough they were led to rooms in which would be their own. Kasumi noted that the room seemed almost girly as if they thought she'd like the lace and shit. Anger lead to the girl demanding just simple white cotton sheets. She did not want anything more than the simple things. They were replaced in surprise. The girl did not use anything these men offered her beyond the bath and a change of clothing here and there. Her heart was closing after such an event. It was tearing at her, reminding her constantly that Alik was gone. If she could've changed things and how they happened she would've been happily married to Alik and living in another land. They would've been able to make the fairy tale come true. But that was just what her goal had been, a fairy tale which she hand't seemed to think about reality in. Kir was constantly haunting her, whispering threatening words towards her when she tried to rest. Everything was becoming worse. Her sleep was always filled with dreams of Kir forcing her to watch as he murdered Alik before her.

Will I ever escape this hell?
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Re: The Roar of a Dragon - Kausmi Suzume

Post by Kasumi Suzume on Mon Jun 04, 2012 11:49 pm

Year: 1867
Age: 16 - 17
Name: Kasumi Suzumei


Love Sucks Big Ones.

Kasumi could not escape her own personal hell even if she wanted to. It took too much effort to try and avoid such a thing. With Kir always whispering crude comments to her the Japanese woman began to understand what hatred was. True hatred. It was hard to be around others when she constantly wanted to see them dead. Wanted them to stop existing. She had changed from the small girl who Alik had fallen in love with. This was just an empty shell to what she used to be. Love, pah. Who needed to chase such a thing when memories liked to haunt her as they had? There was no more Alik for her to love. The girl missed the man sorely yet at the same time it seemed like she had shut down to those around her. The blue eyes were constantly watching everything that happened around her. The world was not a fair place. Kasumi found herself going through routine training. Most of the people around her could not keep up with the quick movement of her blade that seemed to flash out cutting through the air without stopping until it was met by the blade of another person. She was rough in the way she interacted with other people. Sometimes she would not even say a thing but merely walk away before she got angry about being around someone who didn't have common sense. Kasumi found herself with little interest in her so called comrades. She took any offers they had to go kill someone. This existence was not something for a woman who wanted to be a mother and have a happy family. Yet she knew such a silly notion had went out the window the moment that Alik had died before her. The moment that Kir had become a jealous beast everything had went down hill. Kasumi went about her daily life without a second thought. Everything becomes so dull when the thing that gave you laughter was taken from you. What am I supposed to say to those who question why I am so distant from them all? These men and women act as if we're a family and not contract killers. They forget themselves so easily. I am envious of that. Kasumi watched them all from her own little world. After all she didn't want to get too close to someone. Not when it meant that she'd be opening herself up to more pain to those around her. That wasn't right in the least. She knew better than to try and approach those around her. After all it was safer being in her own world where she was oblivious to relationships and the likes. Someone like herself did not need love. She was a murderer, something Kir had taken to whispering at her when she was trying to study her work. In Russia the men around her were encouraging Kasumi to learn about whatever she wanted. Encouraged her to find something that might make her happy.

A mission came up for the men and women in their group. It was dangerous, they were warned that they could die if they were not careful. This was a high risk case. Kasumi did not care in the least, the more danger the better. She held no care for herself any longer. Happiness wasn't to be found around her. Accepting the mission that had been laid out, Kasumi found herself working with three other men. Ivan, Kuzma and Simon, the three of them had been through rough patches in their own life. They were all ready to throw everything down on the table. Who cared if someone claimed that this was dangerous? In all honesty it was probably nothing more than child's play. The group decided they would set out that night for the mission. Kasumi packed all the belongings she needed before making sure she had her sword on her. With this all set she went off and ate a meal before they would have to travel. It was a simple meal of porridge with fruit slices in it. She had some salted pork also, making sure to keep it down. After a few hours of wandering the large palace like building the woman found the three who were going on the mission with her. Simon was prepared to go, he was lounging near the door a small book in his hand. It was a bible filled with the works of the Christ. It surprised Kasumi to see someone religious among their fold of killers. Yet anyone could become a killer. Anyone could take any hatred and fold it into something they needed for a good future. Kasumi noted that Kir was literally stalking her about now. He was prowling in the shadows around her, watching her all the time. The woman ignored him when others were around because she was worried no one else could see him. The woman was worried that she'd be seen as crazy if she responded to the memory. So, Kasumi and Simon waited for the other two to show up. Within an hour they were all gathered there prepared to head out in the cold night. There target was in a small town on the edge of Siberia. It would take them a few days to reach their goal. The amusing thing about this whole thing was that Simon insisted that they ride moose instead of horses. After all the horses couldn't cross most of the swamp land like a moose could so it was the only reasonable option.

They all agreed and ended up taking the tall animals, moving with more speed than they would have on foot Kasumi noted that they could reach their target in half the time. Was the man aware of the killers that had been paid to off him? The woman pondered this was they traveled. Did she feel bad about having to kill someone? Not in the least. The part of her that held love and care for life was sheltered away from the world, lost on Kasumi. Kindness was not something that the woman knew a lot of but she did not try to push people away from her. Everything would become much easier to handle once they finished another successful mission. Rumors had been going around about the mysterious doll like swords woman who could cut someone down without even breaking a sweat. Many people were afraid of Kasumi, she was beautiful yet so unapproachable by those around her. The girl wasn't even aware that she scared people away by her icy demeanor. She was so used to being rough and barely speaking, not that she cared if people wanted to be around her. They reached a town that was one over from where their target was. Taking the night to rest themselves and have a good time, Kasumi found herself learning things about her three companions that she hadn't been aware of before. Like Simon was in love with a girl who lived near the palace we lived in. He wanted to ask for her hand in marriage when they returned from the mission. Kasumi listened to this but found it hard not to feel bitter about all of it. After all Alik had been taken unfairly from her. They found out she had been in love with a man named Alik who had been murdered before her. Found out that she had killed the man who ended the man she loved, found out how empty she felt inside. Unloading all of that off her chest, the three men finally understood why she acted distant to everyone. It was a defense mechanism to protect herself from feeling loss of another person. Perhaps that wasn't the best thing for her to do but Kasumi wouldn't do anything beyond that.

After the night of talking and bonding, Kir haunted her nightmares once more. Taunting her, whispering mocking words to her before trying to push her down and take advantage of her. Waking from the dream in sweat, the woman would prepare herself for the morning. She barely slept in the past few days because she was having more of these nightmares than she thought she would. Waiting for Simon, Kuzma and Ivan, the young woman was not sure what to do. So she walked through the village they were in. The ground was covered in snow. It was a beautiful place. The woman found herself admiring it despite the chilling feeling it left in her bones. There was a bar open in the night, laughter spilling from it. The sound of music was spilling over the street. Kasumi stared at it with interest. She hadn't been in a bar before... Biting her lip wondering what to do, the girl decided she had nothing else to do in the dead of the night. Entering the building, she noted the bright happy looking faces of men in the room. Turning her attention away she approached the bar asking the man behind it what he had that wasn't alcoholic. After all she hated the taste of the stuff after the time Kir kissed her and reeked of it. The man looked at her like she was stupid. It was a bar... The woman closed her eyes for a moment softly murmuring a curse word to herself before staring at the man asking for some vodka. Taking a sip, she scrunched her face at the taste. It was actually really gross. Looking over at the crowd with a curious glance the woman placed her hands on the bar counter. Shifting about she made herself comfortable, this was going to be a long night. This place felt dangerous to her. She didn't know why it felt like that. Most of these men were so drunk that they couldn't even see straight. Her beautiful blue eyes searched the crowd looking for the source of her unease. Yet she did not see anyone that looked the least bit dangerous. Asking for another shot of the foul tasting drink the woman downed it. It burned at the back of her throat. No wonder people called this liquid courage, it made her feel like she was a top of the world. At the same time she knew that she'd regret drinking if she needed to head out early or fight someone. Choices presented before her.

After an hour of laughter and a few more shots the small woman found herself actually tired. Kir was lurking about her like the hateful beast he was. Why hadn't his soul passed over or something? The blue eyes focused on someone else in the crowd, her heart stopping. Alik? Her Alik? Blinking she focused her gaze on the man. He looked exactly like her Alik, shifting off the stool she pushed through the crowd. Her Alik... How could he be alive? How? Blinking in confusion she stumbled to the man who she thought was her Alik. Staring at the blond giant before her, her whole form quivered. Reaching out, the man grasped Kasumi by the shoulder tightly, pulling her close. Then he moved through the crowd, the girl in tow behind him. Kasumi was confused from this, was this her Alik? If it was then why didn't he even greet her? Did she do something to anger him? The girl frowned. In her drunken stupor she was happy that he somehow had denied death from taking him. What the girl didn't know was that it was the alcohol hazing her mind, allowing her to think this was her Alik. In fact the man was nothing like her own. She was dragged into the cold winter, her body quivering outside. She hated the cold so much, yet lived in a place where it seemed to almost always be chilling. Perhaps this was a ghost of the man returning from the grave to show her all her wrongs. The girl didn't know. Her mind was reeling at all the possible thoughts. The last thing she assumed as it'd be the man they were supposed to kill dragging her along. The last thing she had thought was that they would be the one caught in a trap themselves. He finally released Kasumi outside of the inn, looking her over for a minute. His dark green eyes admired her, before patting her on the head. "You really should be careful who you trust little one. For all you know I could've lead you off into the night and murdered you. But I am a generous man, and will allow you to see your comrades once more. I want you to meet me in the market in the morning. Please." Kasumi listened before frowning. Why? One last time? What was this man prattling on about now?

Kasumi went into the inn, her three comrades up, waiting for her. They were worried when Simon hadn't found her sleeping. Looking over the faces of her friends, giggling escaped her lips. They realized she had been drinking. A sigh escaped Simon's mouth as he gave her some water to try and equal out all the alcohol she had consumed. Telling them about meeting her Alik in the bar the three men frowned. There was no way that man could be alive after the story she had told them. Unless... Ivan asked about the appearance of the man she loved. Tell, standing nearly 6'5", with golden blond hair and deep green eyes. The three men talked to one another. This was the appearance of the man they had to kill in the village over. Had they been found out? No that couldn't be it. After all they were still alive. Kasumi spilled that the man wanted her to say goodbye to them and that she was supposed to see him again. The young woman seemed excited at the prospect of being reunited with the man she thought had been killed. If she was sober she would've realized that Alik was dead. There was no way he could've survived the wounds he had gotten to begin with. The girl was holding out for something so hopeless yet none of them wanted to tell her about this. None of them wanted to burst her bubble. The girl fell asleep nestled in against Simon who looked to his comrades. What were they going to do? Rightly, they couldn't let the small woman go off like that. She was under a contract which she had accepted to the family that now owned them. Legally they were bound to their word. Ivan suggested they just let the girl sleep peacefully and go to find this man they were supposed to kill. It'd be easier to rid the threat without Kasumi there. If she really did think this was the man she loved then she was mistaken. They were after one of the lords who was cruel to the people of the land in that area. To think that he'd come here to meet them, and even try to sweep off with one of their comrades made the men uneasy. Kasumi was once more placed in her bed, the three men setting out for this man. They would not allow the Japanese girl to suffer more than she had already had.

Kasumi awoke to sunlight filling the room she was in, a headache biting at her. Egh, hell she never wanted to touch that stuff again. Her blue eyes moved cautiously over the room before she stumbled from the room, looking around. She went to check on her comrades but didn't see them at all. Where were they? The girl had no clue. She returned to her room once more gathering her things before heading once more out into the day. The moose where still here which meant they were in the town. The snow crunched under her feet as she approached the bar she had been at previously. Stopping outside it she noticed that it was barren inside. Peeking through the door she noted blood staining the ground. Her heart started racing as she turned away, hurrying into the market. That was where Alik told her to meet him. That hadn't been a dream had it? Looking across the crowd she noticed a man who waved to her. Shifting through the busy early crowd in the market the young woman found herself staring at the blond giant. "Where are they? What have you done to my friends you bastard." The girl snarled softly. She was angry at the thought that her friends could possibly be dead because of this man. That was not something she'd allow to happen. The man looked at her before clapping a hand over her mouth pulling Kasumi in close to him. He lead them away before releasing her. The small girl was drawing the sword at her side. This couldn't be Alik, he hadn't had a pulse when she felt his body. Kir had done a good number on the body when he had killed the man she had formerly loved. There was no way he could've stepped away from it without a single scratch. Something the girl hadn't been aware of was that Alik was a twin. Kir and Alik had been two lords fighting one another for awhile but had decided to try and stop and explore Japan together. The feud had killed them. This man looked identical to her Alik but it was not him. Not at all.

The man explained to her where he was from. She listened intently. So it wasn't her Alik... The eyes narrowed she was still concerned about her comrades. Where were they? She demanded to know where they were but the man seemed to be evading the question. A part of her panicked. They were dead weren't they? This man had killed the people who she had started becoming close with. Rage filled her, since they were a safe amount away from the land the girl knew she'd kill this man. She had lost four people in less than a year that she had cared for. Simon, Kazmu, Ivan and Alik... They were gone. A cry of outrage had escaped the girl as she threw herself at the man before her. The movements of her blade were quicker than they had ever been before, she was forcing him backward. The lord was known for his cruelty so he forced her back with his own sword. It was easy to start to take control of the situation when Kasumi was fighting out of anger. With one sharp movement the girl found herself on the ground a sword at her throat. The man told her to stop her fighting. She was wounded, her small form leaving crimson liquid all over the ground. Staring upward her eyes were filled with nothing but an animal like anger. She spit at him. She'd never surrender to someone like him. That was a dishonor to her pride and the pride of her comrades who had died. The man stared at her in anger, a whimper of pain escaped Kasumi's mouth when she found herself on her back. The man had kicked her in the ribs, he asked her again once more she hissed rather rude words at the man. Next thing she knew the butt of the sword was hitting her sharply against the head. Pain flared in her head before she passed out into the darkness.

Kasumi awoke somewhere dark, trying to move her arms she found she couldn't. The girl looked around. The whole area around her was cold. It was stone also. She found herself in a dungeon, stripped down to nothing. She was naked, her form open to the world. That bastard was going to die. Shifting slightly against the chains that held her the girl found herself trapped. Shifting back and forth for awhile the girl found herself trapped. A few hours passed before the man once more returned to the dungeon. He talked to her for a bit, before mentioning off hand that there was really no where for her to escape to. Kasumi found herself being beaten on a weekly. The man wanted to break the doll like girl. He wanted to see her cry out to be released. Kasumi hated this. Death would've been a nice break. The man claimed her loved the girl but all she felt was sick and revolted. Even Kir was having a grand time watching karma bite her in the ass for this one. Kasumi was soon enough raped by the man who looked like the man she had formerly loved. Soon enough she was removed from the dungeon and moved to a bed room where she was kept under lock and key. The man had nothing against beating her down. Then it came to be found that Kasumi was with child. For a bit of time the beatings stopped. Which didn't mater, her back was littered with all the scars of the whip biting at her flesh. There was so many marks across her back making the beauty that had lesser. Instead of beating he took to raping her without concern of the child being harmed. After a few months of hating her life the girl decided she'd try and flee. Waiting until the man left on his usual tours through villages in the area the girl fled. She was nine months pregnant when she fed into the Siberian night. It took the lord who had taken her only a few days to hear of her escape. But in that time she had covered a good amount of ground, fleeing to a village who refused to allow the man in it because of how wicked her was to all of his people. Once reaching this village she rested with a family who took her in. They were surprised to see such wounds on the body of a child who looked no older than their own daughter.

Kasumi lived with the family for a week helping them as she could. Kir had stalked her this far, the girl was getting annoyed now. Why the hell hadn't he fucking died? The blue eyes examined him closely. Whatever he'd go away eventually, right? Kasumi rested none stop being the child was coming, soon enough she did give birth. To a small baby girl who she gave the name Hakuren to. The family didn't question it. The woman loved her child deeply even if she did only come to have her from rape. It didn't change how she felt about the babe. The wee little life form she held tightly in her arms. Kissing Hakuren a top of the head she left the child with the family and said she'd return that night. She needed some time to herself. That time wasn't very good when the lord showed up in the town hunting for her. The girl was frightened of what might happen for her. Moving quickly into the back street ways she aimed to avoid him but he found her. She was running away from the village when the man angrily grasped her up, pulling her on the hose with him. Her daughter was left in the care of the family that had taken her in accepting her as she had been. Those people would not be forgotten though. The man was angry with the woman. Enraged. When they were in the middle of no where he released her allowing the woman to tumble off the house. A cry escaped her mouth as she felt the clothing she wore tear on ice. The man then followed off the horse, literally clawing the clothing from her petite form. He violated her right there in the cold night. He did not care who found them. He was tired of putting up with the stupid bitch. So many months wasted on a woman who refused to love him back. Raping her in the cold winter night Kasumi didn't have a chance. He had his way with her, and then soon after when he finished, slit her throat open. The crimson blood stained the white snow, she died alone in the Siberian night. Her thoughts on the man she once loved. Alik, and his twin brother. A man she wanted nothing more than than to see suffer. Hatred was one of emotions she felt as her life faded from her. Another was sorrow. She wouldn't be able to raise that baby properly. Hopefully that family would love her as much as Kasumi did. Hopefully her baby would be safe.

I love you Alik, please be waiting for me.
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The Roar Of A Dragon
Year: 1867
Age: Can the dead age?
Name: No longer matters.


The empty mind.

Waking in the cold night had been one of the worst experiences for the woman. She had thought that suffocating on her own blood would warrant death. Or so she had hoped, yet her eyes had opened while the cold air washed over her. This wasn't possible, how could her mind still grasp things? The darkness above her head, only spotted with the presence of beautiful stars. The woman's mind was in shock, she was tired. Moving from the spot she laid in seemed like too much work at that moment. So she merely laid there breathing softly, the cold air chilling the lungs. This place, where was she? The sky was so beautiful this night as if it were trying to have its beauty put other things to shame. The young woman did not know what to say in the end, this was clearly a bad ending on her part. But was it really an ending? She couldn't tell at that moment, in fact her mind seemed to have shut its self off awhile before. The cold night was like a blanket, soon enough she was once more slumbering before being prodded awake with a jabbing feeling. Over her face loomed Kir, his eyes holding annoyance. He muttered under his breath that she was a brat who knew nothing. Kasumi was surprised, how had a nightmare touched her? Shifting to stand up the girl found a heavy feeling at her chest, looking downward she noted the chain there. Surprise showed in the soft blue eyes of the Japanese girl who growled back in Russian asking the meaning of this. Kir also had a chain in his chest but his looked almost gone, only a few links away from being destroyed. He didn't know what it was either. Kasumi was a bit frustrated by this, but it did not surprise her that Kir didn't know what it was. He wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer when it came down to it. The man was cruel, and did things to his desire. No one else's wishes ever mattered. After the shock of seeing the chain her gaze flicked to something that startled her even more. Her own corpse, staring up into the endless skies. The throat was red, torn open, looking rather ugly. The girl didn't know what to say, only a small shocked noise escaped her mouth. How? What was she now then? Was she no longer Kasumi? Were names even relevant like this anymore? The eyes of the small spirit closed tightly as warmth slipped down her cheeks. She was crying softly, scared. What was she to do? There wasn't many options when it came down to surviving this. Hell she was no longer alive. That damn Russian lord had taken all that mattered to her, motherhood, virginity, her life. Everything she could've used was gone like dust in the wind. Was there a worst fate than losing her whole reality like this? Her mind seemed to be unraveling and worst of all she was trapped with the man who had started the whole rise to the situation. She was terrified, her mind in an endless loop of worry and concern.

Soon enough she would stop her crying. Her heart felt heavy, which surprised the girl more than she'd say. Was it possible to feel this miserable after everything? The spirit of the woman decided to leave the body, lingering about it and crying was only going to make her go mad. To think she was investing so much time to wallowing in this. Her mind was hazed, the thoughts making no sense to her. She needed to walk, needed to escape this reality that was pressing on her. Fleeing into the Siberian night the woman knew that she was losing sense of who and what she was. The only thing that truly existed was the fact she was some how still alive, or this was hell. Either way the woman did not plan on staying in the same spot any longer. Into the endless marshes and wilderness seemed like the only option she had now. So the petite woman did so, sometimes she would encounter animals who would shy away. This whole time Kir stalked after her like a shadow wondering what she was doing. In truth that was all he knew how to do. Kasumi never really noticed him behind her, stalking after her through the thick forests. It wasn't that she wasn't observant, more so that nothing made sense to her anymore. Soon enough the girl stumbled upon a town which held many people. It looked like a major city, but the spirit did not know. She merely trailed through the large city with Kir following after her. Sometimes people would whisper about seeing a murdered woman wandering the streets looking for souls to eat. Which wasn't true in the least, Kasumi didn't even know she could eat anything anymore. Nor did she take joy in anything any longer. It appeared that a deep depression had touched the woman. She couldn't even remember her own name as she stumbled about wondering why everyone seemed happy. They all held looks of content and the likes. The very sight of it made the girl stop and merely stare. She did not know why they looked happy. She tried to mimic the motion of smiling but found herself unable to form even the smallest of smiles on her face. Instead a sharp frown crossed it. The frown showed no emotion to it, it was merely the opposite of all the smiling faces around her. The town was so bright and bustling with life that the girl couldn't help but wander about it with interest. The town was large, the buildings in it so beautiful. But with large amounts of people brought hollows. These were creatures that Kasumi never once crossed paths with before so she would not understand when she was attacked by one. It seemed the girl was losing more of herself than she had thought she would, she hadn't thought a thing about all of this until it was too late. She couldn't return to how she once was, yet there seemed to be nothing for her in the bright city.

Kir went missing. The girl was struck with a feeling of loss, where had her strange companion went? This place made no sense to her, maybe he had also gotten lost in the city. Going to search for her friend, a seductive voice slipped through the night towards her. The girl felt herself shiver at the sound of it before turning to see a beast looming over her. Its shadow blotted out all the bright light the girl had been trying to stay near. Her mind seemed numb at this point, what was this strange creature before her? It looked like something from an children's tale. The crimson eyes staring at her with nothing but anger, pure anger. Had she done something she was not supposed to do? Perhaps this was his street and his light? The girl merely blinked as it spoke to her, promising her things. The girl didn't understand what it was trying to do, perhaps lure her away from the bright life and safety of a town? But no! Leaving the town meant she was going to die again, leaving people meant death. No, no, no! The girl's blue eyes grew large with fear as the beast lunged at her, no sound escaped her mouth as the girl turned and fled into the labyrinth of ally ways. The snarling of the beast echoed all about her, the darkness of this part of town making the girl scared. Where was the bright light? Where was the smiles? Fear made her run faster as the confusion of her muddled mind bit at her. Run to safety. Where was Kir? He would stop the beast, where was he?! Tears slipped down her face once more the girl not knowing what to do. It was coming closer, before suddenly it was right before her as if it had appeared by magic. The girl let out a soft whimper, her fragile frame shivering at the beast who sneered to her. The once sweet voice now filled with only hatred. There was no longer the bright lights in this dark place she had fled into, but instead the glittering vision of the beast before her. It seemed that she was not going to find her safe escape at all, she was going to be devoured by this creature before her. The beast continued to talk, but it didn't seem like the girl was understanding what it was snarling at her. Which wasn't far from true, Kasumi was losing a grasp on how to speak after she lost her own mind in the wilderness of the Siberian night. The darkness seemed to be pushing in on her, the walls of the building leaving next to no room for her to flee to. Her own blue eyes stared up in a defiant silence as the tail from the beast lashed out at her. It hit her head, blood coming from the wound it created. The lashing caused a stir in her memories, the blond hateful man that had beaten her for months until she'd submit to his whims and wishes. Her eyes had grown wide in terror as she moved away from the beast, pain moving through her whole form. No this couldn't be how she died again from another hateful being. Yet the girl knew she wasn't strong enough to escape this in one piece. All she wanted was the light once more... Was that too much to ask for? The girl did not know.

Who was she? Where was this place? What was that beast? Angry thoughts hissed through her mind loudly as the woman fled from the beast. Her blood has dripped on the ground, the beast licking it up eagerly. 'Sladkiĭ' The beast would growl out loud at the girl. The word for sweet in Russian, her blue eyes looked empty as she stared at him. The girl needed to get away before she ended up dying in this place, she was scared. Where had the warm light went? Stumbling away from the beast the girl slowly approached another turn in the long tunnels of paths. Soon enough she found herself feeling tired, she needed to catch her breath. The beast was stalking her through the tunnels calling out to her in Russian. She found somewhere to hide, scared by what was happening. Where could she honestly go? The world seemed to be closing in around her. The thought of being in this place was worst of all. Her mind craved the light like a small child craved affection from someone. Soon enough she was once more found, but this time not by the beast but a man wearing black clothing. He spoke in a language that had been long forgotten by the girl, he was speaking Japanese to her. The girl just stared stupidly as he motioned to the wound on her shoulder. The girl mumbled in Russian about monsters wanting to devour her. She was terrified by the fact that there wasn't much she could do, nor did any of this make sense. The man once more spoke to her in awkward Russian trying to ask where the monster she was so scared of had went. The girl stared at him almost stupidly before pointing behind the shinigami. The beast was looming over the shinigami, drool showing from its mouth. The black garbed man let out a shout as he turned to attack the beast. The girl watched the sword before pushing hard into the rough brick of the wall. Before she passed through it. Sometimes the girl forgot she could pass through things like this. Her eyes widened as she found herself once more in the bright lights. Her heart was swelling with a comforted feeling at the thought of the warm light that was around her in a blanket. What the girl didn't know was that the beast who had attacked her was none other than the strange companion she had lost in the streets only days before. The girl was never aware of that. Although it was strangely fitting. No one seemed able to stay around her without becoming a beast of some sorts. The girl wouldn't be aware of this though, instead she stumbled through the street bleeding from her wound. There was another person garbed in black who looked shocked at the sight of the small spirit barreling through the crowd of humans in fear.

Kasumi found herself in the center of town from her frantic fleeing. Her heart was hammering heavily in her chest as a beautiful, graceful woman with long white hair approached her. The small spirit stared for a moment before the woman asked her what was wrong and why she was injured. The small child flopped down crying. Kasumi didn't understand anything anymore, she wanted nothing more than to be free from this existence. What was there for her in a world that held nothing but danger in it? The woman consoled the girl, holding Kasumi in her arms as she healed the wounded shoulder on the spirit. Soon enough Kasumi told the woman what had just happened. Concern showed in her eyes for her friend, after all they weren't strong shinigami in the least. Leaving the small girl in the center of the town with a promise of returning, the white haired woman seemed to vanish in with the crowd. The small girl remained in the center of the town watching people pass right by her. She never seemed to notice until now that very few of them looked at her. It was as if she didn't exist at all but was tricking herself into believing she did. This truly must've been hell. A prayer escaped her mouth, one she hadn't said in years. It was to the god that was supposed to be watching over her. She asked the beast to liberate her above this pain and uselessness. She no longer wanted to be like this. Be the broken spirit who fled everything because she was scared that it would also hurt her. Soon enough hours passed, the girl waiting patiently for the woman to return to find her. Was it so strange to see that she wanted someone to offer her some form of safety. She needed someone who wouldn't leave her. The fogged mind of the girl could only remember snips of memories here and there. Most making her heart feel heavier than it already was. The girl stared at the chain in her chest idly. There were only a few links left there. How strange it was to acknowledge that she was dead. Or at least some form of it. Darkness was falling over the town from night time but the girl did not mind. The white haired woman had promised to return. Thus, there was no fear to be found in her heart. Instead she longed to see the man and woman once more. They were the key to safety, she just knew it. It had to be them! The angels in the hell, perhaps she was being given another chance to escape this place. Little did the child know was that the two who had crossed her path had been devoured by the beast. So Kasumi waited in the same spot no different than a sitting duck. She peered about watching people, before there was next to no one on the street. The girl ended up falling asleep in the street, curled up in a ball. Something wrapped around her as she slept, the girl merely assumed it was the woman picking her up. She did not know how wrong she was about that.

After an hour of solid sleep the girl awoke to finding herself in a strange little cubby hole looking place. The girl had a blanket draped over her small form, the blue eyes blinking in a dazed manner. What was this place? Where had the woman brought her? After a moment the girl noticed the creature that had attacked her earlier on the other side of the room watching her in silence. The strange crimson eyes making the girl shiver before tugging the blanket close to her. She asked where the woman was and the beast grinned in an eerie manner. A feeling of discord bit at the small spirit's chest. The creature eyed the chain on her chest before muttering something about keeping her around as a pet, she'd be a good lure for more food when he needed it. Kasumi did not understand what he was going on about, but instead got to her feet. She needed to get away from this place and get somewhere safe. This beast was not safe in the least, it had killed people! The child fled into the labyrinth laughter from the beast echoing after her. This was a nightmare that the girl wanted nothing more than to escape. She wanted to die if it meant getting away from all this pain and hatred. The girl paused in surprise, the thought of suicide was so simple. If she ended her own life she did not need to feel anymore pain or fear. The small spirit found herself nearing the light of the world before her. It was so close, which was a comforting thought considering she didn't know anything about this town nor all the darkness that was near the light. She needed to escape this place. The girl fled faster into the streets, not watching as she tripped suddenly. She hit the ground hard a cry slipping from her mouth as she went to pull herself up. The child had injured her ankle, this was such a bad existence. Holding the hurt ankle the small girl looked in fear of the direction she had fled from only moments before. If her god wasn't going to help her then she needed to escape this hellish realm.

The beast was after her, she saw it in the distance moving towards her. Forcing herself to stand despite the pain flaring in her injured ankle the child stumbled once more through the streets. Her mind was panicked, she felt no different than an animal looking for a way to escape into the night. Soon enough the beast cornered her, hissing viciously toward the child. The girl whimpered softly, the blue eyes looking frightened. Sharp lashes forced the girl down as her head bowed, tears streaming across her face. She was being broken down once more, her eyes filled with pain. What had she done to deserve such a thing? She was sobbing as she was beaten, her crimson blood painting the ground around her as the beast snarled that she best learn her lesson. Passing out from the pain, there was slashes all about her petite frame. To think that she had such luck. The white haired shinigami had not actually died, only her comrade had. She had managed to escape but the hollow had assumed the woman had died due to the shape she had been left in. The poor child was going to die at this rate. The woman had called for backup with a hell butterfly, waiting out for an ideal time to attack. This scene was disgusting. The beast needed to be put to death and suffer for what it was doing and had done. Soon enough the woman had the back-up she had requested it. Three shinigami who helped her put the hollow to death while the small child laid in her own blood, the body cool to the touch. Concern showed in the woman's eyes, Kasumi was hazed in pain. The eyes opened slightly, a strange smile touching her face. This would be the first time Kasumi died since she smiled. She whispered softly 'I knew you wouldn't leave me to die all alone out here. Thank you...' The woman held her tighter, tears showing in her eyes. Kasumi clung to the woman, as the other shinigami pointed out that a soul burial was needed on the girl. It'd be for the best considering the shape the girl was in at that time. Yet the woman only wanted to hold the child close and ease away all her fears of being alone in this world. Kasumi was merely happy at that moment even the smile looked more pain filled than anything the woman had ever seen before. Two of the shinigami that were there out of the three reinforcements were healers who patched up the wounds on the child per the female shinigami's request. Kasumi did not understand why this woman would do such a thing for someone like herself. It seemed really out of place that any one would show concern over her plight. It wasn't like the shape the girl was in mattered to them as they did their job.

The woman that held her felt a kinship to Kasumi but she knew what her job was. To help this confused soul pass onto the Rukon. Kasumi was unsure of what to do or how to feel. This place was not good anymore. The light didn't seem to have the same quality it once had. This place was no longer warm like it had once been. Instead it was freezing. The shinigami woman spent a week with the child who seemed to like her presence. Kasumi wasn't used to people who were kind being near her. The woman found herself wanting to stay with this child to see her grow into something more. During this time the woman noticed all the scars over the spirit's back. She looked like she had been through a lot, yet Kasumi didn't remember how she got them. She'd ask often if the marks on her body revolted the woman taking care of her. The woman, would shake her head and smile. Kasumi mused this before one day the woman approached her telling Kasumi that she needed to pass on. She needed to go somewhere that she'd find some happiness. Kasumi stared at the woman in silence before asking if she had done something wrong, the woman looked startled by the question. It was more so by the fact that Kasumi was staring at the sword the woman held with a frown clear on her face. The woman shook her head before approaching Kasumi. Pouncing quickly before the girl could flee, the woman grasped the child tightly in her arms. The butt of the sword touching the center of the small girls forehead. Suddenly all the pained feelings were escaping her, blinking slightly Kasumi found herself feeling rather tired. She wanted to say goodbye to the woman before her, yet she couldn't find the energy to speak the words. It seemed like the world around her was fading away. What was going on? The woman who preformed the soul burial watched the girl fading with a gentle look on her face. Maybe the child would have better luck in the Rukon than she had in this world. Hopefully pain would no longer haunt the child as it had. Kasumi felt warmth all around her, it was so nice. For once fear was removed from her heart, all that remained was a feeling of being whole. Her mind had no real thoughts to it, perhaps that was because it was already broken from the time she had entered the town. There was nothing that made sense to her, yet the colours that seemed to swarm her vision her so nice. Perhaps she'd finally be able to rest without wondering if someone else wanted to end her existence. To be able to live without fear was the child's wish. Maybe Kirin would actually make her prayer to him come true... So many maybe's chased her mind as she faded from the human world.
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