Features mentions of Inuyasha (okay more then mentions but other then this chapter Inuyasha is just referenced), just sayin.

I'll see how this goes, I guess.

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She was old.

Old enough to remember a time where humanity was ruled more by instincts than politics, old enough to remember when human's weren't such arrogant creatures and actually understood that they weren't at the top of the food chain, though granted they had always been arrogant, old enough to remember when Yōkai were common place and not hidden.

Sometimes, she hated her immortality.

She remembered back when she had first been born, the eldest daughter of a panther yōkai and an elemental yōkai, an odd paring considering they rarely mated outside of their respective clans, she remembered how her own family feared her after she set her room on fire and wondered whether she had always been meant to become what she had become, she remembered how she detached herself from her emotions and family, remembered how she didn't care that her family was killed by soldier's, remembered the looks on the soldier's faces as they were burned alive.

After her family was killed, she became a wandering mercenary, centuries past and she earned the title of Kurimuzon no majo, The Crimson witch, eventually on her travels she met a yōkai sword smith by the name of Tōtōsai and commissioned him to make her a sword from her claw, he did so but warned her that the blade had a lust for blood that was a product of her own bloodlust, as such, she named the blade Sakenomi, Blood drinker.

A few more centuries past, she eventually ran into a group of travellers, well not ran into as such, more like she found a group of travellers and decided to follow them because she was bored and they intrigued her, after all, it was everyday you saw a miko in odd clothes, an inu hanyō, a demon slayer, a fox kit and a monk travelling together.

She learned that they were looking for the shards of the Shikon no tama and eventually, she helped them in battle, sometimes she travelled with them for a while before going off on her own.

Eventually, the Shikon no tama was completed and the miko and the inu hanyō defeated the demon they were bound to defeat, the miko returned to her time leaving the inu hanyō to live a life of loneliness for three years before she was returned to him, the monk and the slayer were married and had several brats, the fox continued to cause mischief and she set off to travel once again.

She eventually left Japan and travelled through China and India before making her way to Italy.

There, she became aware of a group of humans that could wield a fire they called Dying Will Flames, apparently they manifested as a result of a person's will to survive a life threatening situation, amused and mildly intrigued, she looked into it and learned that there was different colours and each had a specific purpose, red was to destroy, yellow to heal, blue to calm, violet was for propagation, indigo was for illusions and green was to make the body a tank, orange, apparently had the ability to cause the colours to harmonise, that colour was also the rarest. Idly, she noted that maybe that was why the fire she controlled had flashes of green to it.

Time past, as it does and the group turned from vigilantism into the most powerful family in the mafia, she watched in detached amusement as the original purpose faded to the years.

She also came into contact with a man, earthborn, named Kawahira who's job was to find the people with the strongest flames and force pacifiers onto them, reverting all except the orange, Sky, to two year olds without pause, with the sky it was slightly different, they could either retain their natural body and have a shortened life span or turn into toddlers like the rest, they were known as the Arcobaleno, The Strongest seven.

In fact, they met because he wanted her to be the lightning Arcobaleno for that group but apparently they could not be used on daiyōkai.

The world kept turning and before she knew it, she was bored again except there was nothing to alleviate her boredom this time, the mafia was boring, the so called strongest familigia was unimpressive to the ancient daiyōkai, the demons were forced into hiding by priests, priestesses and monks years ago. When she would look back on it in the years to come she would wonder how much of that dog bastards temperament had rubbed off on her for her to move her soul into a new body but that is not the point of this tale.

When she opened her eyes after being born for the second time, she made sure to check that she was still a full demon and that her human parents hadn't caused her to lose any of her power, they hadn't, which was a relief for her.

She stared up into the eyes of the tired brunette with bored eyes, her mother, she notes absently if the weak blond kicking up a fuss in the corner is her father, how pathetic was it that she would be reborn as the daughter of that fool Giotto's decendant.

So it was that Yōso no Azami, daiyōkai, Kurimuzon no majo, wielder of Sakenomi among other things, was reborn as Tsunami Sawada.

Well that was fun, nice to get into the habit of thinking like an apathetic demon.

She's still a demon, she just killed herself out of boredom and yes I'm aware of how bad that sounds but there's no other way to describe it.Might continue this, might not

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