Forgotten Shinigami
The Legend's Death…
It's been a week since I witness my mother's death. I can remember the sight as if it was yesterday, I was cooking for my mother as she was helping the priests make new ways to destroy demons without using so much spiritual energy. My mother and I are not priests, we are shinigamis that protect the humans, tell ghost to pass on, protect people from evil ghosts and demons that cannot be seen. We have powers similar to a priest but we put our spiritual energy into a weapon and release it to the living. I'm still in training I never really did pay attention to my powers, the only thing I could of done was sense the presence of a spirit. On that day though there was S-class demons came and attacked my mother, she fought with all her might with her blade held strong, they ambushed and killed my mother by stabbing through her chest with their demon claws. Feeling the fear, feeling my soul seeped away as I watched my mother dying before my eyes as I saw my mother's blood emitting from her mouth and chest. The demons turned to me in the shrine and took a step, with each step I can feel it's spiritual pressure crush the atmosphere around me, I can see the demon fully with my powers. Looking at that moment I was inches from death. As the beast struck its demon nails I felt blood on my shihakusho, it was the blood of the demon on my face I see my mother's katana forced through the demon's chest. I heard my mother's voice, it was faint I can hear it as if she was right next to me. "Haseo, you're going to have to become strong and protect the people you love…never forget that I will always love you…" She said to me with her last breath she died with a smile and fell to the floor as the rest of the demons retreated to the forest from our village. Taking the sword from the demon's chest and straighten my mother's collapse I sensed a pull from my chest and I heard a man's voice, "Haseo…" He said strongly.. I turned around facing his man, he was tall, looking down at me as if he was GOD himself with a black shihakusho that moved with the wind as If it was fire do to the rips from it. He had golden eyes that were narrow like a hawk's filled with strength, I struggled to talk to his man. "W-who are you…?" I asked as stood up, he hunch over saying "I am your spirit guide, your Sensei locked within you. I finally awoken