Most of the characters and stuff in this story belong to Yoshihiro Togashi and the other nice people who own chunks of Yu Yu Hakusho, with the exceptions of Kaimettsu and Kyorei, who belong to Nabiki.
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| Budoka no Jinsei:
| SIDE STORY 8:
| Revelations: Life and Death Hangs in the Balance
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| Newfound histories in this story by:
| Nabiki
| Putting the little square pegs in the round holes by:
| opaj
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In the beginning the world was a vast nebulous of chaos created by the gods. Pestilence and terror haunted the land, caused by Yakumo-sama, the demon god. Demons ran rampant, death was abundant, and the hapless humans lived in fear. At this dawning of time, there was one daemon more revered and feared than any other, and his name was Kaimettsu (Annihilation). He was a striking creature indeed and preyed upon the souls of both demons, spirits, and humans.
Kaimettsu was different from many other daemons at the time. Though his soul was twisted and devoid of any love, his appearance was enough to beguile anyone. Now mind you, not all daemons are evil. There are good and bad, just as there are with people. Kaimettsu was said to be the only daemon to have destroyed his own heart.
Even an evil daemon can feel love and joy, sorrow and despair. There were rumors he must have done away with his emotions for he seemed to feel nothing. Yet at times, others believed he had locked it away, for those few times he showed emotion.
Kaimettsu was graceful, agile, and beautiful. A fire demon, his temper would change constantly. Arrogant, proud, and disdainful of all living life. The fires and deaths he created cleansed away the weak. The magic he learned served to enhance his powers as a spellweaver. He walked and talked with the ease of a lord, in battle was fiercer than the raging storms of chaos themselves. A strikingly elegant six foot five and lean but muscled body, it was no wonder the female species doted upon him. Crimson blood colored eyes peered out from his face and his long white hair tied back in a pony tail defined his marble chiseled face. In his eyes, it was said you could see the universe itself at times, or the souls of all the victims he had claimed. His alabaster skin was unmarred save the demonic runes of power bestowed upon him by his God Yakumo. Clad all in black, sword at his side or his halberd staff in his hands, all feared this young dark rising lord.
One day out of the chaos, the world had had enough pain and suffering. Enma Dao split the world into different realms in hope to ease its plight. Thus was the Reiki, Ningenki, Makai, and Netherworld formed. The Reiki was the Spirit world, where all the souls of those who had passed on could be processed for a new life or eternal damnation. The Ningenki was the human world and in later years, the demons they had once known would be forgotten... The Makai consisted of the demon world and all creatures of magic and what not that lived. True, some did go and try living in the human world, but by then humans had vastly multiplied and hated their former predecessors. Only the Nether World was angry. Yakumo was King and God but he wanted to gain control over all other realms. He had his servant Kaimettsu attack the Makai and Reiki.
Enma Dao-Sama, ruler of the Reiki and preserver of peace, was angered and fought a great battle against Yakumo-Sama and his minions. The world was torn asunder. Enma knew the only way to preserve the ways of life was
to banish the King, but to where? There were no other worlds beside this one so the darkness which is called space was formed and he threw Yakumo and his followers into the dead, silent abyss. All, but Kaimettsu was imprisoned.
He was cunning and had warded himself in case such a tragedy occurred. He sealed himself off in his dark fortress deep in the heart of the Makai where Enma had no jurisdiction and there he waits until the time comes for him to achieve his goal.
Kaimettsu was not content just being a daemon and lord over all he saw. He wanted to be a GOD. Yakumo had been weak and had been sealed away. The unknowing humans of the Ningeki freed him and he near destroyed the Reiki, only Koenma-sama, the lord's son, had prevented its total destruction. A group of humans and demons who worked for him as spirit detectives killed him and the Nether World for good. Kaimettsu planned to be stronger then Enma Dao ever could be.
Years passed by and through spells, divinations, and battles he secured his place in the Makai, searching for a way to attain this level of worship and power. Then he came across another old daemon, from the same era as him who told him of such a way. Kaeimettsu gained immortality but not Godship. The old daemon had spoken that only members of his line could grant to him death.
He spent many more years searching for the answer. And then one day, things changed. His concubine, a beautiful ice demoness and shamnistic priestess of her tribe, became impregnated by him. Such an act was unthinkable, ice and fire demons could not cross breed, and yet it happened. That is when Kaimettsu knew that this child would be his key to power, to his Godship, to his dreams.
It was learned that Kaimettsu did have a heart when he looked down upon his prodigy. There was a certain parental love, and love his daughter he did at first. But as time went off, his manner changed yet again for the worse. He had learned how to bind the darkest demons of pure evil which Enma had forbade life to his soul. He gained immeasurable power but the demons corrupted his black heart and soul even further. When his daughter was only of the tender age of 4, she was taken and binded to these same demons. She developed under his guidance, a similar facile to that of her father. Her mother was killed by her own hands.
Kaimettsu trained her, relentlessly pushing her to his status. She was strong, but strong as him she was not. He was millennia old, but his age was still that of youth. Even when the girl became a few thousand years old, she still had the look of a seventeen year old human girl. He had the age, the wisdom, the knowledge and skills from centuries of life. Perhaps if she lived as long as he had she would become the same.
Kaimettsu became harsh and cold to his daughter, her life a never ending battle to survive. She feared her father and yet in locked away memories, there had been a time he had smiled or held her. A time when a woman comforted her. But it was all in the past now. Dead and gone, nevermore to come to her. She lived as best she could and survived until the day a young boy's mistaken spell ripped her from her world and bound her to the human world.
There she is still on an endless quest with a rag tag band of misfits. She has no desire to return to her father as of yet, but would die protecting him, if such a thing could occur. As she was not pure as he, she could be badly damaged to the point where she may take her own life or if enough damage was caused, she may "die".
To "die" for an immortal of her lineage, her body would go into a stasis until enough energy was gathered to heal her wounds. Or, she may have dissolved and reappeared as a crystal of ice. One never can tell with wild magic. There were endless possibilities, but no matter how hard she was hurt, she always lived, therefore, no one knows exactly what may happen to her.
Kaimettsu and his daughter are two creatures of twisted origins, neither feel love. Hate, anger, and a need to gain domination over life itself are all that their lives have become. Hope may not be lost for the daughter. Perhaps someone can free her from his dark influence and save her. The time draws near for Kaimettsu's revelation and when that day comes, the worlds shall weep under his tight fisted grasp of death.
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