The greatest irony of the world, is that no matter all the good you may do, it will all be forgotten in the passing of time. Like a book left on a shelf, gathering dust, and holding long forgotten tales, your memory will be short lived.You could do all the good the world needs, and with one crime, destroy it all. In order to be remembered, you must do something you never wished to. Murder.
The Shichinintai's tale was long forgotten, and hopefully, will never resurface. It was indeed a tragic tale, that can only be read in the most ancient and forgotten of books. I am old now, but I shall never forget what they blessed us with. They rid the world of an unspoken evil, that was also forgotten in the passing of time. They sacrificed themselves, with such courage, that I can only live in awe. Once murderers, destined to kill, they saved the world. Though, not alone. A miko from the future, whom had the power to tame even the most vicious of spirits, and a young samurai, whom I had never met. Indeed, I had personally known the miko, reincarnation of the fabled Tragic Priestess Kikyo. She was kind, more so than any in those times of War and Chaos. Though she was not without tradgedy. Truly, I shall never forget her.
They faced death together, and soon, I am afraid, I will be joining them in the heavens, as many before me have. Reuinited with the beloved miko, they left on their journey happily. Sango, the brave taiya. Miroku, the caring monk. Inuyasha, the feirce hanyou, Kikyo, the passionate miko. Alas, I am the only one with the memories of times long forgotten. I write this in hopes that it will be discoevered, and Kagome and the Shichinintai shall always be remembered.
They had fought bravely, and I know they knew their fate. They accepted it without fear, and I admire them. For even now, as I am withered and old, I wish to live, for I fear the darkness. Even the great lord Sesshomaru eventually passed. His young ward Rin dead long before. I am afraid of my death, and for that I feel I am a coward.
I shall die peacefully though. Unlike Kagome, Jakotsu, Bankotsu and, as I hear she was named, Kita. I know they faced death bravely, and held themselves proudly. How I long to see her smile again, feel her loving embrace. I was too afraid to approach her when I found her alive again. I did not want to alter fate, no matter how tragic. I can only hope that her soul shall be reincarnated, and that it meets with the love she never had. Yes, Kagome had loved Bankotsu, and he had loved her.
I feel my time is short, so I must say a few things.
She was a ledgend born from a ledgend, and let her memory live. She lived kindly, saving countless lives.
He was a ledgend born on his own, Let his memory live. He lived harshly, taking many lives, destroying many others.
She had her heart broken countless times,
He didn't know he had a heart.
They found salvation in eachother, and I pray to the Kami that their souls reunite int eh living world, and do not suffer such tradgedies this time round.
As I lay on my death bed, I end this tale.
From the Journals of Shippo, Kitsune.
Witness to the great War that ended the rein of Youkai.
1554-2020
