this is a story I've had in my head since last year about my ocs...whoooovoyyyy
a small fragil body pale and covered in scars with a tragic past always wondering what she had done wrong wondering if she was finally dead or if someone somewhere had finally rescue her. was it her cousin...or that in neighbor she had always seem to run to. Who knows... Her brown eyes opened only to see pitch black nothingness. Brown uneven cut bangs in her face. There was voices whispering she looked up but didn't see anyone.
"Hello?" she called out to the voices a tall male in a black trench coat and long hair that went down to his back with ram horns color if fire appeared in front of her with devilish green eyes stared down into her brown ones.
"finally awake?" His dark voice asked as he kneeled down to be at eye level with the small girl. She gave a small nod as she stiffened up. "it's alright I'm here to protect you for now...my name is Grell..." He says as he held a pale hand out to her. She shakily put her small nail bitten hand into his big one.
"I'm Mitskuni...uh...I'm alive right...?"
he gave a nod "your in a deep sleep right now."
she stares at him confused but didn't want to question him. He stood up still holding her hand and lead her to the rest of the voices.
"Beatrice, Bernkastel, Bane, Rasmis. Don't be rude come out now!"
a women with black horns with long red hair and a purple poncho game out into view and stared at him and the small girl. Next came a smaller girl withe long brown hair with blue faded in the tips came out holding a small monster plush while she wore a blue Victorian lolita dress. her black horns were long and had pink bows tied to the tips. her red eyes widen when she saw Mitskuni. Another male walked out he had short red hair and twisted black horns. He strangely wore a purple gas mask. What appears to be a tank was on his back strapped on. A black zip up sweater and black jeans no design to them what so ever. His orange eyes narrowed a bit as he stared at Mitskuni. finally a small boy with short brown hair and black horns came out with a baby red dragon on his head. The boy wore casual clothing a simple t shirt and jeans.
"bernkastel this is your host correct?" Grell asked the small demon in the Victorian dress. She gave a nod. Mitskuni looked up at the tall male then at Bernkastel confused.
"host?"
"Bernkastel is your inner demon?"
"my what?"
bernkastel stepped foward "a protecter of sorts...I helped you quite a few times."