Notes: This fanfic is based on a Monster!Himuro x Mibuchi fancomic. Sadly, the original comic has been deleted 8,) But if you want to see it, message me ^^


There was once a beautiful lake with sparkling clear water in the deepest part of the forest. But you should know that its beauty was just a mask, just to conceal the horror lurking under the deep lake. Sharp teeth and claws were waiting patiently for any unfortunate men to come. Their eyes were pure black like their souls and men would see their greatest nightmare when they looked at them. However men became smarter and warned each other. The monsters were smarter so they found a way to lure fools. Through singing with the voice that would bring all singers and birds to shame. Or through the false beauty that was said to be in par of gods and goddesses. Men became foolish when their eyes and mind were clouded by these lies and so the clear water slowly turned crimson. Bite. Chomp. Chomp. Crunch. Gulp. Bite. Chomp. Chomp. Slurp. Crunch. Crunch. Gulp. Oh how the monsters love to eat humans. Old and young, fat and thin, short and tall, sick and healthy, oh no no no the monsters were not picky with their food. Many fell into its trap and only a few survived and not ended up in the stomachs of those horrible monsters but they never came back in one piece.

The stories they told were different but everyone was agreed in one thing, that deaths by the monsters wouldn't be quick. They would make sure they tormented you, giving their prey nightmares as they ate them alive. Those who survived had seen their dearest friends died or they had felt the agony themselves. Everybody wanted to kill those monsters. Everybody wanted to live in peace again. But they were afraid, oh how afraid they were! They did everything they could but every day at least someone disappeared and never came back. The villagers became desperate, they became livestock, they accepted their fate and just waited for their death. But they still prayed to Gods, to save them from the terror.

Gods answered their parents in the form of a brave and kind-hearted warrior. With his loyal companions they marched into the forest. Gods had given them the power to outsmarted all the tricks and baits that the monsters used. Those monsters, knowing the warrior would come set up many dangerous traps along the route as they could be on land but need water to eat and survive. One by one, the warrior's dearest companions died along the way, from a group of eleven only to a group of five. The battle with lasted for 4 days and 4 nights. The brave warrior saw his friends died, finally saw the true horror when he heard the agonizing screams and pleas for death. His heart was slowly filled with anger and grief and that was one and only mistake. Blinded with rage, he charged into the last monster. Blinded with rage, he didn't realize that the monster took one of his companion's weapons, a poisonous arrow. Blinded with rage, the power from the Gods wasn't so powerful anymore. The monster easily tricked the warrior's mind. The poisonous arrow was pierced right through the warrior's heart. Realizing his mistake, the warrior stabbed the monster's eyes, right before he died. The howling sound of that monster was heard throughout the forest, to the village even. It made the villagers shivered but it was also a sign of victory, of the peace they longed for. That day, the lake became red with the blood of the brave warrior and his loyal companions. Black ashes fell from the sky as if it was snow. The monsters were nowhere to be seen but the villagers never saw them anymore.

A small frown. "I thought the warrior is going to kill all the monsters! Did the monsters even die?"

"Monsters don't have always to be killed in a story, Reo." A soft laugh as the rough wrinkled-hands softly patted the young boy's head. "But at least, the village is safe at the end, right?"

"But the last monster is still alive, right? Then the village is still not safe at all!"

"And that's why your parents always tell you not to play in the forest."

"… So this story is real?" The boy moved closer, his voice was slightly trembled now, remembering the description of the monster.

"Hmmm… It might be real. It might be not."

"… Grandma? Will you sleep with me tonight? B… but I'm not scared or anything! I'll protect you from the monsters!"

Another laugh, another pat on the head, and a soft loving smile. "Alright then. Now, let's go to sleep, my dear boy."