Disclaimer: Look at the name of the site. This should give you a clue as to what I do or do not own. If after checking the name of the site, you're still unsure, then bang your head against a table or any other solid object until it is clear. But I,m saying this because it doesn't say in the name of the site. Tamachi is my OC, so don't steal.
Special thanks to Forgottenkaze for Tamachi's name.
Umm... I know it doesn't mention him by name, but it's Bankotsu (like you couldn't figure it out.)
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I'm Not Your Hero
A young man, maybe about fifteen, walks through the dense forest. His long braided hair fells to his lower back, gently bumping against him as he walks. He keeps an eye out for any wandering youkai, not so that he can run away, but so that he can kill them and add to the body-count.
He only has 365 lives so far. He tries to calculate how many more he will need to kill before he gets to a thousand, but he has never learned arithmetic. Murderers don't need it after all.
And he is a murderer.
He's getting tired of looking; he's been doing that all morning, and hasn't found a single youkai. What in Hell? This forest was supposed to be crawling with them!
"Last time I ever trust Tamachi." He says with an annoyed sigh. Why did he even listen to that drunk in the first place?
He must be going insane…
He is contemplating this when suddenly, two young whelps burst through the trees followed by a frog youkai.
Ahh, this was what he was waiting for, a perfect chance to add some more heads to the pile. The whelps run and cower behind him, begging them to save them from the youkai.
Unexpectedly, he attacks the youkai, paying no attention to them until it's destroyed.
Then, he wipes Banryuu somewhat clean on the ground, still ignoring the shocked and relieved faces of the whelps until he stands up, and they attach themselves to his legs, crying into the cloth of his hakamas, and proclaiming him a hero.
He's definitely going insane.
With one quick movement he swings his blade on either side of his body, killing one whelp, and separating the other from her arm. She crumples to the muddy ground, shock and pain distorting her childish features.
He just glances at her with casual cruelty.
"Hmm, let's see, the youkai was #366, and your brother made 367 people I've killed. You won't last more than a few seconds, so that's 368."
Fear floods her brown eyes. "B-but y-y-y-you're a hero." She whispers, her voice cracking. The last thing she hears are his cruel words.
"I'm not your hero."
And then Life is only an illusion, and Death is a shadow, surrounding her, mocking her with the man's words, taking her into Eternity…
He gazes down at the small corpse, and then walks away, leaving it for the scavengers to find. After all, he can't waste time digging a grave when he still needs more lives to destroy.
Ultimate power awaits…
GLOSSARY
Hakamas: boys pants
Youkai: Daemon
Daemon: demon (I spell it weird)
Whelp: child
NAME MEANING
Tamachi (my OC so don't steal!): Soul (don't ask)