( Note: A headcanon fanfic for Yoshika Miyako from Touhou Project. It's not much of a fanfic but I hope you like this sort-of-a-fanfic. )
Prologue To Miyako
In a country named Japan, there was a lovely young girl called Yoshika Miyako, who, by the way, has her traces come from China. She was nice, and didn't even try to make a plate fall down her hands. She was sensitive, and wrote stories, one time she would sit in a hill with her siblings and would tell a story.
Apparently, when she became older she became lovelier than ever. Her parents thought it will be good if they chose a husband for her, and so he chose a young lad. ( who I haven't decided a name on yet ) He was pretty handsome and stuff, but Yoshika didn't like him. Apparently her parents got mad at her for doing this, so she became a hikkomori.
On the break of dawn during her wedding day, her parents looked around for her. She was no where to be found, until they both found her in her room, hanged on the ceiling. Blood dripping down her. It was one gruesome sight.
The glorious wedding day it was supposed to be transformed into an upsetting funeral.
Some years later, Seiga, Yoshika's master, found her corpse in the graveyard. Needing an assistant, she revived her into a Juang Shi- placing an amulet on her head as her life source.
She was now the Yoshika we know.