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| Ordinary Days of Gensokyo, by Shadow1176 |
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| Shadow1176:
A/N: It's a pleasure to meet you all. My name is Shadow1176, and this is one of my stories from Fanfiction.net. For a link to the original, meaning where I first posted the stories, head here: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/2752493/Shadow1176 Without further ado, please enjoy! A/N: This piece of fiction is devoted solely to random ideas and oneshots of the world of Gensokyo. Also, I think I may have been half asleep when I wrote this. Please enjoy. Cookies to whomever recognizes the scenario. Hint: It?s a parallel universe. ?If you were able to clone yourself, would you make out with yourself?? ?What?? The question, posed to Reimu Hakurei and sent by Marisa Kirisame, had been met with confusion from the former. Marisa enunciated, ?I said, if you were able to clone-? ?Yes yes, I got what you said, but why would you ask a silly question like that?? Reimu responded, suspicion and dread creeping up as to why Marisa was asking something so strange. Scratching her head sheepishly, Marisa answered embarrassed, ?Ehehehe... Nitori sent over a new invention that you could use to create a perfect clone with just a lock of the person?s hair... And-? The door slams open as a cheerful voice calls out, ?Marisa-Chan, I?m home!? Reimu walks into the room while looking at an embarrassed Marisa and shocked Reimu, as she yells upon seeing her counterpart, ?Why hello dear!? The second Reimu skips over to the original, still in shock, as she hugs her before giving a kiss on the cheek. Blushing profusely, the original Reimu pushes the second away while yelling, ?Marisa, what the hell did you do!?? Still blushing in embarrassment, Marisa responds, ?I needed someone to test it out on, and we could always use another Incident resolver, right? Besides, I don't think two Spark masters would be good for Gensokyo?s health, da ze~? With her face in her right hand, Reimu turned to the clone of hers and asked, ?What should I call you?? The second Reimu brightened up and responded enthusiastically, ?Just call me Reima!? As the girl attempted to hug Reimu once again, in a sign of affection, with Reimu holding the girl back with a hand, Marisa laughed and shed a tear before saying, ?Did I mention that she loves you for some reason?? Reimu froze in shock, and turned in a whirlwind of anger to Marisa, before yelling, ?Why you little no good-? The rest of her words were cut off as Reima kissed her counterpart deeply and passionately, even as Reimu protested weakly, as she melted into the kiss. Marisa rolled around on the ground laughing, before stumbling to the door in a fit of giggles as she closed the door on a scene of the two of them passionately making out on the floor, leaving behind a question, ?I suppose the only question now is whether it?s self incest or normal lovemaking, da ze~? |
| Shadow1176:
A/N: I'll just post two chapters at a time. Or on the same day at least. Please enjoy. For a link to the original, meaning where I first posted the stories, head here: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/2752493/Shadow1176 A/N: This suddenly came upon me while I was listening to the Yakety Sax and browsing Touhou pictures as well as their music. Please enjoy Ordinary Days of Gensokyo. Summer had settled upon the land like a haze, covering everything in its warmth and gentle rays of light. Contrary to many summer seasons, this one was quite mild, not that the people had complained. Most everyone enjoyed the less scorching temperature, while one certain Youkai enjoyed it immensely. Strolling through her place of residence during the Summer season, known simply as the Garden of the Sun at a leisurely pace, a female Youkai enjoyed the warmth that summer brought both herself and the flowers. With moss green hair set to flow around her neck that ended at her shoulders, and bright crimson eyes, the woman posed a cheerful and friendly figure towards those who had seen her at this time. Her attire consisted of a light red plaid skirt, a simple white blouse, and a waistcoat of the same color and style as her skirt, with a small yellow handkerchief attached to her collar. On her feet were a pair of simple red shoes, and a small tan straw hat lay on her head, while on her back rested a pink parasol with elegant floral symbols, ready to be drawn at a moment?s notice. Walking about with a soft smile on her features, the woman sighed in content saying, ?What a pleasant day.? The woman was known as Yuuka Kazami, the Flower Master of the Four Seasons. A migrator of Gensokyo, she went to where the seasonal flowers grew. In Summer she resided within the Garden of the Sun, during the Spring she resided within the Garden of the Flowers, and so on and so forth. Making her way to the strawberry patch that she so lovingly cultivated, she witnessed a pair of fairies stroking the plants, and speaking to them with kind words. The first, known as Cirno, the Fairy of Ice, had aqua colored eyes filled with confidence and hair of the same color. Her attire consisted of a cool blue ribbon, a light pink blouse, a sky blue jumper dress, and a pair of icicle toed dark blue boots. A pair of icicle shaped wings could be seen on her back, each edge long and lethal. The second, known as Daiyousei, the Great Fairy of the Misty Lake, had short green hair with a yellow ribbon attached, and warm friendly blue eyes. Her attire consisted of a modest sky blue dress with a white trim and sleeves. A pair of pleasant golden wings could be seen on her back extended. Still stroking the plants with care and love, Daiyousei commented with cheer in her voice, ?Aren?t these plants gorgeous? They?ve been cultivated so well.? Smelling the plants instead and inspecting their harvest, Cirno said with contentment in her own voice, ?Yeah, they?re really pretty. I wish we could take some of the strawberries too, they look really good...? As Cirno remained in a conflicted sense of mind, Daiyousei lightly patted Cino on the shoulder saying, ?Now now, we can?t take someone?s crops without asking permission.? A hand plucked a singular strawberry from behind them, as the duo jumped in shock as they looked up at the owner of the hand toss a strawberry in their mouth, savoring the taste. Yuuka finished the strawberry and asked the duo of fairies kindly, ?Would you two like some strawberries to eat?? Cirno looked shocked at the offer, and jumped up excitedly with glee, saying, ?Can we really?? With an amused look on her face, Yuuka said, ?Of course you can. Just pick a few of them delicately.? As Yuuka procured two small baskets while nibbling on another strawberry, Cirno and Daiyousei began the process of delicately picking the strawberries, as they were respectful of both the garden and nature, placing a dozen strawberries in each basket. Picking two out for themselves to eat, the duo of fairies nibbled on their respective strawberries with happiness, savoring the sweet taste. With a strawberry still being nibbled in her mouth, Yuuka looked curiously at Cirno?s ribbon, before lifting the two parts up, making them appear as cat ears as she thought, ?Just like a nekomata.? Daiyousei smiled happily and giggled at the sight of Cirno?s shocked expression while she enjoyed her own strawberry, as the latter exclaimed, ?Nyaa!? Letting go of the ribbon, Yuuka burst out laughing, her voice clear as a bell and as wonderful as a the tinkling of a triangle. The two fairies joined her laughter, adding their own chorus of joyful, childish laughter to the mix, the three forming a wonderful tune of joy and happiness. As the strawberries were gathered into the baskets and secured so none would fall out as they flew, the duo of fairies bid their farewells to Yuuka. ?Arigatou Kazami-San!? Daiyousei said while bowing, as the two prepared to leave. ?Yeah, thanks Yuuka!? Cirno exclaimed with gratitude in her voice, as she too bowed in thanks. Their farewells completed, the duo took off with a slight wind, a testament to their growth as powerful fairies. As Yuuka walked off to yet another section of the Garden of the Sun, namely her Sunflower field, a slight shimmer in the distance could be seen, as a purple gap, with red eyes inside tore itself into existence, with a certain Gap Youkai and Celestial heir getting out... Dozens of Keystones appeared from the heavens, each one streaking down like a comet before impacting into the earth with tremendous force, each boulder producing a small vibrating shift in the earth, each one felt as Yuuka hurried to the source of the commotion. At the same time, a trio of midnight black armored military trains hailing from the outside world appeared, each one crashing right into the Sunflower field?s most concentrated areas of flowers, all three tearing apart massive streaks in the earth and destroying a small portion of her flowers. As Yuuka gazed upon the scene of destruction with her eyes wide open and in utter shock, she noticed two figures grinning ear to ear in the center of the chaos. Long blonde hair was coiled upwards into her red ribbon adorned mob cap as dark golden eyes gleamed with mirth and mischief. The woman?s attire consisted of a purple Chinese style tabard with various Trigrams over a pale pink Western style dress. Her title was Yukari Yakumo, the Gap Youkai, and the Founder of Gensokyo. At her side, the second woman had dark crimson eyes and long blue hair that extended to her mid back. Her attire consisted of an elegant white button up blouse with a red bow at the collar, a sky blue dress with a light blue bow on the back, and brown lace up styled boots, while an apron could be seen on her dress. The apron had a rainbow patterned shard link surrounding it, and a black bowler hat decorated with two peaches and aloe leaves was resting upon her head. Her title was Tenshi Hinanawi, Girl of the Sphere of Neither Perception nor Non-Perception. As Yuuka finally registered her surroundings correctly, the duo had already begun skipping away a spring in their step, happily running along with their mischievous laughter floating away upon the wind, both of their hats having fallen off and begun floating away on the wind. ?Would you kindly come over here dearies?? Yuuka yells, as she took off full tilt towards the duo of trouble makers with her parasol out in its closed form, hungry for blood, as a sadistic smile of wonderful joy claims her face even as the duo of Gensokyo?s most famous trolls respond by speeding up their escape. For several minutes, Yuuka chased the duo through her entire garden, using several Spell Cards to unleash hundreds of Danmaku bullets that homed onto the duo, even as many of them crashed into the ground harmlessly with the agility of the escaping trolls, all three of them running through ravines, two rivers, flying over a lake, traversing a corn field, running through a massive field of vegetables, even her own mansion before finally making it to the entrance of the Garden, where Yuuka saw an opportunity and took it without hesitation. Opening her parasol with a quick draw, Yuuka intones, ?Trinity Spark!? A duo of clones phased themselves into existence, as a trio of massive laser beams erupted into existence from the Yuuka?s parasol, all three heading straight for the Gensokyo Trouble Duo, even as just before the beams made contact, Yukari and Tenshi turned around with a grin, and opened a gap, phasing the duo into the world of boundaries as all three sparks were dissipated upon cancellation. With a disappointed sigh, Yuuka looked back on her garden and examined the damage inflicted by their chase and prank, sighing as she began making her way towards the destruction for repairs, as a certain scythe wielding gate guard lay smoking on the ground, nearly unconscious as her wounds healed ever so slowly, having been hit directly by one of Yuuka?s Sparks. With her eyes in swirls, Elly said dazedly as she fell into the land of dreams, ?Yuuka-Sama? Is that you..?? |
| Schneeless:
Very interesting. And oh Marisa, you troll. I don't really think Reimu minds though :D. I really like your depiction of Yuuka. I always see her being written as some bloodthirsty youkai that will attack anyone that approaches her or her flowers/plants. I really like the scene where Yuuka allows Cirno and Daiyousei to get some strawberries. And again, oh Yukari and Tenshi, you trolls :D. And poor Elly too! Keep on writing, I'll be reading :). |
| Shadow1176:
A/N: I suppose I'll upload another two today. Please enjoy. A/N: Sword Art Online 2, Episode 24. That?s all I?ll say. The dying screams of Youkai General Antarius tore through the island, his wounds having overcome his body, death finally claiming the man who killed so many innocents. As his body melted away into the earth, two figures could be seen next to him. Blood matching the fresh shade of red that was her hakama running down her body, the first woman had messy brown black hair, her ribbon only barely hanging on as her downcast eyes revealed no emotion, as her deep breaths signified exhaustion. A bloody Gohei fitted with two white Shidei had been broken, its stems in half. A modified Shrine Maiden?s dress had been soaked by blood, both her own and the enemies, as behind her, thousands of Youkai bodies continued to melt into the earth, each having been slain by her own hand, as well as the one beside her. Dark burns and blackened hands could be seen on the second woman?s, even as her black witch dress showed signs of intensive damage to the inner areas, several stab wounds making their presence known with extreme bleeding. One of her eyes shone out from underneath her messy blonde hair, a single eye filled with exhaustion and hope, a bright spark within. The remains of the Mini-Hakkero had been scattered about the area, its final Spark having been the largest Laser in history. Limping towards the massive tree residing in the center of the island, the two women leaned against it, before looking to the sky and its bright orange shade, the sunset having begun. Pulling out a piece of candy from one of her pockets, the first slowly chewed the sweet, strawberry flavored candy, savoring its taste while her own wounds continued to degrade. Handing a second to the other woman, the blonde haired woman chewed on her own strawberry candy. The smallest of smiles appeared on both of their faces, as the first commented, ?We did it.? The second responded, ?Yeah. We did it ze.? The two pairs of eyes, one brown and the second golden, both gleaming with triumph and joy, each of them content with their results. ?Reimu! Marisa!? A quick glance up revealed Alice, the seven colored Puppeteer, a dear friend and ally of the two injured woman. Her bright blonde locks whipped about in the gentle wind that was slowly dying, her baby blue eyes filled with worry and determination. ?Konichiwa, Alice!? Marisa greeted cheerfully, all of her old confidence still present. Marching right up to the duo, Alice yelled, ?Honestly, the nerve of you two! Do you have any idea how worried we?ve been for you?!?? ?Don?t worry, we?ll be fine.? Reimu said, her stance straight, her posture perfect. ?Let me just sit down...? Marisa said, as the duo sat against the tree, their breaths deep and peaceful. Sighing with exasperation, Alice murmured as she sat down as well, ?Honestly you two... You?re always making trouble, but even so, you?re still our leaders.? A tear ran down Alice?s cheek, until she began crying, her quiet tears streaming down her face as she whispered, ?Why? Why did you two have to go so far forward in the assault..? We were almost there with you, just a few more minutes and-? A hand clapped down on Alice?s shoulder, jolting her out of her stupor, her worried blue eyes connecting with Marisa?s confident golden ones. A grin of embarrassment and determination was set on Marisa?s face as she said, ?Antarius was almost done with the Boundary Destroyer, and if he gained access to that power, he would have been able to even defeat Yukari, who was already running interference to buy us time. Had we waited, we would have been too late. That?s why... We had to forge on.? To the side of of her, Reimu added, ?Antarius has had over a thousand years to develop the spell, and his power was already too great... That?s also why we faced him down alone, we didn?t want any of you hurt.? ?You bakas...? Alice whispered, after wiping her tears away, before putting Reimu and Marisa?s hands together commenting, ?Now you two look like a couple.? The trio laughed a bit, their chuckles sounding out through the area briefly before dying down. A small wind gusted through the area, the vibrations from the flying squad overhead dropping down as they landed. The squad of eight rushed over, kneeling down in respect as Marisa said, ?Huh, how did you guys get here so fast? I thought his forces were still holding you up ze...? ?Oh spare the thought book thief, did you honestly think that such rabble could h-hold us up?? Sakuya retorted, her own voice cracking slightly despite her attempts to remain stoic. All around them, Sakuya, Flandre, Patchouli, Yukari, Yuyuko, Youmu, Sanae, and Suika kneeled, each one walking up to comfort the duo, many of them crying. A far larger gust of wind blew through the air, as the group looked up, to see the entire population of Gensokyo flying through the air. Thousands of humans and Youkai flew through the air, rushing to reach the island quickly as possible as Reimu said, ?Heh, who ever knew that we deserved such a large pass away audience..?? As scores of people landed on the island to pay their own respects, Marisa chuckled, ?All this time, I always questioned our existence, as to why we were alive, as to why we were chosen for what we?ve done. But now I realize, that I don?t care. I realize that no matter what life has chosen for us, that we control our own fate. We dictate the path that our lives take, and I can say that I don?t regret it. We, don?t regret out paths.? Reimu added her own words, ?Ever since I was little, I always knew that we would be fighting for Gensokyo. That some day, and Incident would occur that would result in casualties, would result in death. But just Marisa said, we don?t regret it.? Alice spoke up again, her tears flowing down as she said, ?We?ll see you again one day, alright? No matter where you go, no matter what happens, I?ll find you, and give you the biggest scolding of your lives, got it?? With a grin, Marisa laughed and said, ?Got it mom. We?ll be waiting for you guys. So we?ll see you all again one day, okay?? With the same grin, Reimu smiled and spoke, ?Farewell to you all. One day, we?ll all see each other again. And when I do, I?m going to beat every single one of you into the ground, got it?? Yukari chuckled behind her fan, her eyes shining with tears as she said, ?I, we?ll be looking forward to that. I?ll be sure to beat you, Reimu.? ?We can finally end our journey... Right Reimu?? Marisa whispered, her words sounding out through the island clearly. ?Hm. Our journey can finally end Marisa, so we?ll... See you all later.? Reimu whispered, her eyes closing against Marisa?s shoulder. As the duo?s eyes slowly closed while leaning on one another, a final thought made itself known from them, ?Death isn?t the end. So see you all later. For it is in death that we achieve peace, but in death that we cause sorrow. but before we leave... We just wanted to say... Arigatou, everybody...? |
| Shadow1176:
A/N: And here's the second for today. A/N: After thinking about death for a little while, this idea suddenly sprung to mind. Do note that there may be some mildly disturbing content here. Please enjoy. Rain. It was the first thing that registered in my mind, the first stimuli that made me react. Pitter patter went the rain, its small yet steady torrent of droplets falling over the area that I had woken up in. But there was no drowsiness, no yawning, no early morning rituals which had become commonplace to myself. In the darkness that were my closed eyes, the rain continued to fall, as I simply lay upon the ground, resting under the cover of rain that continued to douse the area. It was peaceful, to simply lay on the ground, enjoying the simple comforts of a light rain and no sunlight to speak of, to enjoy what little nature I could before waking up to whatever was around me, whether it be my room or a battlefield, and perhaps neither of them. A soft rhythm of footsteps sounded into my ears, as as a voice teased, ?Well then, it looks like someone likes their relaxation.? Loud, cheerful, and overly enthusiastic, I could tell that whoever the sweet voice belonged to was indeed a character befitting of all three traits, same as her voice. My eyes fluttered open at last, to finally analyze my settings. Massive rainclouds of grey filled the sky in numbers too great to count, as several rock formations rested among the treeline residing but a few steps away. I can hear the calming flow of a river nearby, as it soothes my mind with past memories of afternoons spent resting near rivers. A massive mountain nearby towered above us, too far to make out any details. And on one of the nearby rocks, sat a young woman, sharpening her enormous scythe with a wispy ripple at its end, the fearsome farm tool turned weapon automatically making me realize where I was. ?I?m dead, right?? My voice moves of its own violation, before I reign in my impulses while the young woman looks cheerfully at me with a grin. She says, ?Yep! Dead as a fairy caught in a Spell Card Duel.? I slowly stand up, stretching as I do so to remove the chink in my shoulder, only to realize that it was muscle memory, as my physical body no longer functioned. Instead, my body was a wispy, ethereal form, much like the ghosts of childhood stories. Satisfied that I still had all of my bodily functions working properly, I turn around only to see the beaming, joyful face of the woman once again, as I cocked my head in confusion. Her hand was stuck out for a handshake as she announced, ?By the way, I?m Komachi Onozuka, pleased to meet?cha!? I shook her hand, and felt a strange sensation at the feel of her hand, warmth and cold mixing together in a blend of comfort as I pulled my hand away and glanced around once more at the surrounding area. Much like before, rock formations lay scattered amongst the area, many of them in the flowing river that we stood next to. Upon closer inspection, the water was a wondrous black, pure in its shade and untainted by nothing else. Despite its look of water, it was surely something else entirely. Reaching a hand out to perhaps caress the water lightly, Komachi says, ?I wouldn?t do that if I were you. Course, since I?m not you, I can?t stop you, but it?s the thought that counts right?? Her explanation left a smile on my lips as I asked while standing up, leaving the water?s surface undisturbed, ?Why not?? Shink. Shink. Continuing to sharpen her scythe, my ears thoroughly enjoying the melodic scrapes, Komachi replied, ?Well, I should probably start at the beginning, but take a seat on my boat, the Titanic.? A rowboat sat snugly against the riverbed, a plain black matte finish with its own set of oars, still left inside and unused. Various knicknacks sat in the boat, ranging from whetstones to... ?Firearms? What on earth were firearms doing in a boat?? I thought to myself briefly. Shaking those thoughts off, I asked before stepping in, ?Don?t I need to pay a toll fee? This is the Sanzu River, right?? With wide eyes and a grin on her lips, Komachi laughed while saying, ?Sharp and educated, not to mention open minded. I like you.? Bowing my head slightly, I responded, ?Thank you.? With a twirl of her scythe and a short hop into her boat while still standing, she said, ?Your fee?s already been paid for, since I collect when you first show up. Now come on.? Stepping in with one foot, before swiftly bringing my other in while we pushed off, we began our journey down the Sanzu River... Massive rocks jutted out of the river, as the overhead clouds remained the same as ever, gloomy and dark. A thick fog had descended over the area, neither cold nor warm in its temperature. Slick black water rushed past, both from Komachi?s scythe and my rowing. I had offered to help her out when I noticed the oars, and she happily accepted, complaining about the distances needed to traverse the entirety of the river, as I laughed, a deep, baritone chuckle that wouldn?t have been out of place with military troops. As we rowed for a bit, Komachi turned around and said, ?Let?s take a break.? I responded, ?Sure.? Though I felt no exhaustion, and suspected that Komachi didn?t either, I acquiesced to her request, locking in my oars as she sat down, letting out a sigh of relief. She began speaking, ?Thanks. Now I?m sure that you have plenty of questions, but I?ll explain what?s going on first.? Her hands gestured to the area around her, as she said, ?First off, as you already realized, you?re dead.? As she stretched a bit and let out a relaxed sigh, I couldn?t help but smile and say, ?Cute.? As soon as she heard me, a blush formed on her face, ears tinged red in embarrassment as she muttered, ?I?m not cute...? I laugh a bit, and once we?re calm, she continues, ?You died somewhere in Japan, since you showed up at the Sanzu River as opposed to one of the other places, like the River of Styx, or the Chinese Passages.? Pondering the information briefly, I asked, ?Do all souls head to the same location?? A waggle of her finger and a wink answered me as Komachi responded, ?Now, now, how do you think a single judge would be able to handle so many deceased? Each region of the world is sectioned off into several different jurisdictions. For Japan, we have the Sanzu River, and I?m the ferrywoman, whereas my boss is the High Judge.? ?Who is your boss?? I asked, curiosity overcoming me. Komachi happily replied as the river gently led us on, ?That?d be Eiki Shiki, Yamaxanadu.? A brief silence resided but for a moment, until I said, ?Do you mind if I talk about my life? I feel like before I?m judged that I should at least spill my guts to someone, and you?re pleasant company.? Laughter came from Komachi, who said between laughs, ?Not at all! I love hearing about the lives of different people. Go ahead.? As we both settled into various positions of rest, I began my tale. ?I was born on October 30th, 1998, born into a upper middle class family, with quite the strange makeup. We had my parents, my grandmother, and 3 older sisters. Growing up in such an environment, I became slightly feminist, learning to enjoy more gentle hobbies, such as cooking and cleaning, but also of more violent ones, fighting, shooting, so on and so forth. On and on, I bonded with my family, but not in a good way...? I took a deep breath as Komachi continued to watch me, her eyes betraying no emotions, but a kind and patient listener. I continued. ?Our family was always different. At first I never noticed it, but we were always the odd ones out, the ones who tried to be normal but couldn't, the ones who were backwards in both thinking and morals yet pushed ourselves to be normal. My parents always drilled into us that we had to become normal, simple citizens, not wanting us to pursue dreams of greater and higher things, or more dangerous and daring lines of work. All they wanted to just go through life successfully, unwanting of us becoming more than a cog in the machine that is normality. And it was that forced ideal that caused much of my depression early on in life.? ?Go on.? She gently nudged, encouraging me to continue my tale. ?Throughout the childhood, I can?t claim to be subject to the horrors of the world, living a rather spoiled life to be honest. I did what I could to help, always enthusiastic about helping others, something that remained in my morals even into adulthood, but ultimately failing in what my parents wanted. For them, normality was the only thing they wanted. Good grades, plenty of friends, no random or disturbing behavior, no nothing out of the ordinary. They wanted to eradicate any sense of strangeness in their children, especially me. Unfortunately... We were anything but normal. But when has that mattered in the eyes of others?? I laughed, a maddening, yet also humor filled laugh, both painful and hilarious memories playing out in my mind?s eye. ?My sisters... so good in academics, so many friends, such good work ethics and what wonderful daughters they were. They were but a public face against what happened at home. We are dysfunctional, when you take into account that our parents do nothing but argue, sisters conflict regularly over the most mundane things, how life is simply strange, incomprehensible in its nature.? ?Myself... I am a terrible child. Not smart, not strong, not social, I could fulfill none of the expectations society demanded of us. Where they asked for grades, I played video games. Where they asked for horror at terrible events, I showed a calculating, analytical mind, accepting the horror with little fuss as others watched me in terror. They demanded normality, and they received insanity. For most of my childhood, my conflicting wants, my subjective desires constantly fought against one another, unrelenting in its battle for dominance in my mind. And through all of that, I continued to attempt to live life, as others wanted it. But what did I have, when I grew up? How did I live to the ripe age of 76? I brought with me into adulthood...? A small smile, tinged with regret yet happiness could be seen on my lips, as Komachi continued to listen, her emotions never changing, her expression unfaltering. ?A naive, absolutely ruthless assassin.? I sighed, my memories playing out in my mind, too vivid were they to be forgotten so easily ?My mental state a wreck, I entered a military academy, in hops of pursuing my dream of becoming a soldier, despite the protests I received from my family. For 2 years I lived in the military, constantly improving myself, continuing to become stronger in hopes of pursuing my dream to reach the top of the military command. I rose through the ranks, my calculating mind able to execute missions with maximum efficiency, my natural gift for tactics allowing us to escape hazardous situations with minimal casualties, my drive to kill defeating many and inspiring others to join me. All this time, my mind was still a mess, as I engaged in the few hobbies that I still had. I was a writer, imagining fantastic worlds and creating new universes from different media, mainly anime and games. Two years after I joined the military, World War III broke out. It was here that I reached my prime.? My eyes closed as I kept speaking. ?Previous connections and my rank as a Colonel allowed me to become something that I had dreamt about for so long, but never found realistic. To create a Private Military Company, small in size, but of the highest caliber in the world. Able to kill anyone without hesitation, to revel in war as a business, to become the shadows hired by only the best. It was here that the new wave of cybernetics had came into being, as I allowed mechanics, all of them friends to me, to modify me to the greatest extent possible. It worked, and I was a mix of organic flesh and a mechanic carapace. For the next 50 years, I fought, recruited, and trained the greatest elite force in the world. All throughout the time, my mind continued to deteriorate, and for once, I was happy. Happy that insanity had won out against the normality of the world, that I became something other than another cog in the machine. Instead, I became both a supporting beam and a hammer, both supporting the world and destroying it. Through another 2 world wars and many conflicts, we became the shadows of the world, the boogeymen sent to kill both governments and rebels, assassins and targets, presidents and terrorist leaders. And it was those 50 years later, that I met my untimely end to two people. No... people is the wrong word. They were a demon and an angel, their power overwhelming my squad and an entire UN Army Group and thus bringing an end to the Alpha Squadron of my PMC.? I opened my eyes, to see Komachi staring at me, with wonder in her eyes, as I said, ?That?s everything. Even though my life was cut short, I mattered, and made my mark on history.? Komachi leaned back as she said, ?You had an interesting life for sure. But you?re content now? Even though your life was cut short?? ?Well...? A bump interrupted my answer, as Komachi stood up, and with a stretch offered a hand to me while saying, ?We?re here. Lady Shiki?s waiting for you.? As we stepped off the boat, Komachi led me inside the structure that we had entered, as the sight of a massive courtroom met my eyes. The central area was blank, not a single object residing within, as to my front, a voice spoke out. ?Please stand in the middle, soul.? Authority rolled off the voice in droves, its power compelling me to follow its instructions as I performed them. I looked up to meet the eyes of my judge. Eiki Shiki, Yamaxanadu. Komachi stood to the side as one of Eiki?s hands rested on the Cleansed Crystal Mirror. Eiki spoke out after a moment, ?You have sinned much soul. Countless lives have been taken both by your hand and word, much of your life has been spent in warfare, and your morals have become corrupted beyond belief. What say you?? A grin appeared on my face, as I responded simply, ?I accept my death. Now that I have died, I can accept whatever will happen, regardless of its outcome. Do as you will with my soul, for I shall accept whatever it that you choose.? A crease appeared in Eiki?s forehead as she muttered, ?So you will choose subservience then..? Very well.? The Rod of Remorse struck the table Eiki sat at, as she ordained, ?[REDACTED], for the many sins that you have committed in your life, I sentence you to the Yama?s Blade Program.? A jump of surprise came from Komachi as she yelped, ?Lady Shiki, are you sure? Do they really look like they-? She was interrupted, ?Yes Komachi. They shall undertake the course. Explain it to them.? My head swiveled to Komachi as she sighed and said, ?Wow, it sucks to be you kid. I thought that you would have been sent to Hell, but to drafted into the Yama?s Blade Program... Yeesh.? I ask, ?What does it entail?? Komachi starts, trepidation in her voice, ?Well, your death has been either postponed or nullified entirely, and you?ll become a Yama?s Blade, sent to undertake all sorts of tasks, may they be grocery shopping or killing a Youkai army. The only issue is that... nearly an exact 100% are either killed or too injured to continue. There?s no quitting, and finishing it is nearly impossible...? ?Is that so..?? I say, before turning back to Eiki. ?If that is your wish, it shall be done Lady Shiki.? I bow deeply, showing the utmost respect for the judge. Her gaze unwavering and unforgiving, she replies mildly, ?You?ll change your tune when you begin the course.? I smile, yet speak not a word. Eiki turns to Komachi and orders, ?Komachi, bring them to the starting grounds for the program.? As we take our leave towards another door that appeared on the other side, I turn slightly and maintain my smile and say, ?Perhaps, perhaps not.? The doors close behind us, as I can almost hear the judge speaking, ?Then I wish you luck, soul...? |
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