Disclaimer: These characters belong to Nabiki, the author of this story, so why am I wasting my time disclaiming?
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| Budoka no Jinsei:
| SIDE STORY 1:
| Dark Beginnings, Past Memories
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| The crispy darkness that is this story brought to you by:
| Nabiki
| Editor(He who uses spell check) and HTML writer(Cut&Paster):
| opaj
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"Come my child. It is now time for you to become one with us." Kaimettsu-sama strode down the corridor of the castle with his young daughter trailing after. Except for their eyes, his ruby red and hers icy blue, they looked exactly the same. Long white hair, pale unblemished skin. The man was tall and not so muscular as to be ungraceful. He walked with perfect grace and ease, cat like. The girl child was no more than 4 years old, in human age. In the makai, unlike the ningenki, demons aged far differently. And being of immortal blood, she would never grow old. Kaimettsu-sama, the girl's father, had seen the creation of the 3 worlds and helped shape the darkness that plagued mankind and demonkind alike.
Kaimettsu glanced down at his offspring and smiled. She was the only child to have ever been born. His kind lacked the ability to reproduce. An ice demoness had, by some miracle, conceived. The wench had been good at something after all. His daughter, his joy and sorrow. Fire and ice. A complicated creature. He had enjoyed watching the girl's mother scream, begging him to release the girl, saying she was not evil. Silly creature. Such a nuisance. It was certainly entertaining to watch his little girl rip out her heart and devour her soul.
"Now, my little one, you will be bestowed with great power so that none may harm you, until you have reached your full... potential," he said as he lifted her onto the alter. The blood splattered room reeked of death and power. The runes hummed. He smeared blood over her face and body, chanting slowly. A swirl of mists gathered in the room and his daughter shivered. Her small voice whimpered, "Daddy... It hurts..."
The mists turned crimson, howled and shrieked. Kaimettsu-sama spoke the words of bonding and forced them inside his daughter's frail frame, filling her with the power of the darkness. Her eyes slowly changed to the same blood red as his and the markings of their clan appeared upon her skin. He snapped his fingers and two guards appeared, dragging with them a female slave. The girl glared at the sniveling woman with disdain and reahed out her hand, burning her to cinders, laughing as the soul entwined with her own. With that, her father smiled and choose her name. "My little... Kyorei."
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