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| Budoka no Jinsei:
| SIDE STORY 7:
| Bound in Fate
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| The righteous fury in this story brought to you by:
| Nabiki
| Right speling and English being used good by:
| opaj
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A young boy with a frown on his face looked up from the thick leather bound volume he was reading. If this worked, he could summon a demon to do his bidding and then finally teach all those mean school kids to leave him alone. He seemed around 12 or so, with red hair and coke bottle glasses that kept falling off down his nose.
He'd been in the library and had come across this odd book there. It said it was bound in demon flesh and written from the blood of virgins. He just thought it looked neat. It was called the Nun Sanctum An Goram- No Sanctuary for Life. Supposedly it was written at the dawn of time by warring demons before the world split into the Makai, Rekai, and Ningenkai. (Demon world, Spirit World, and Human World)
His finger traced over the emobossed scrolling before he read of this particular spell. It still took his breath away at the thought. According to the book, he could summon a demon from the Makai into the Ningenkai and force it into his servitude until the day he died. However, it warned, the demon would despise him and such dark magic can have uncontrollable aspects. At all chances IT could get, the slave demon would intentionally harm and try to kill his master. Especially a very powerful one.
He pushed his glasses up and took a deep breath:
"Nun deiam par moirave
Es silariva iy aneguan
par sucatm
par wurnan
den Makai vas nun feragde Ningenkai
est veiaw! est huant!"
A cyclone of wind gathered about as he chanted the forbidden words. The air distorted and a keen, high pitched wailing echoed about. He dropped the book and covered his ears in pain. The grass burned away as the very space and time emptied into a fluctuating hole of oblivian. Sparks crackled and a shape appeard. Said shape was screaming.
The wirlwind finally died down and the figure remained standing, frigid, frozen. And the boy fell instantly and hopelessly in love. (Uncontrollable
aspects...) The demon was around 5'7, curvy figure, blood red eyes... Icey white hair, but not due to age. She could not be more than 16 or 17 years old. And damn, she was wearing skin tight black leather at the moment. How could he not love her!
Ma'ang Red knew then that he would always love and protect and cherish this creature. Maybe she would be his prom date, the other chaps would sure be jealous of that. "I love you!"
She hissed as she drew closer to him. "You arrogant, pompus, disgusting little brat! How dare you! Do you have any idea what you have done, boy?! You have tampered with things beyond your control and bound me to this wretched godforsaken plane until the day you DIE!" The hatred and fury in her eyes could have killed him right then and there.
He looked at her with puppy dog eyes. "What is your name, my... servent?"
She scoweled and grimanced, the mere word causing her pain. "Kyorei... Empty Bell... I shall remain by your side until you... die. But do not think I shant try killing you if I get the chance!"
And so, Ma'ang decided it was time for him to set off with his bound demoness and explore what the world had to offer. Little did he know the price he had paid, forever loving a creature that would never return his affections. But his love and devotion to her would diminsih over the years; he would not be a simpering fool forever. He would later change his name to Ma'ang the Red and master the art of the bokken. Always relying on Kyorei to fight, he would become pampered and spoiled, and most of all, lazy. This would lead to his demise. But then again, when one reads from the forbidden book, they never do have that long to live.
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