Prologue

Hiei's POV

Everything happened in slow motion that time. I was about to kill this woman. A woman who tried to steal the pearl that my mother has given me. Her name was Ashyna. Not a cute name either.

She tricked me thousands of times and I forgave her but this time, it was too much. I was not going to fall for her tricks anymore. I had set her up in a village, tied to a pole. I really did not want to do it. It was another person. His name was Mahtna. Why he wants Ashyna dead, I don't know why and I don't intend to find out.

Mahtna was right. Ashyna has tricked me many times and I must not let it pass. Not now, never.

The villagers feared my master and I. We were a powerful team when working side-by-side and I will never deny it. We have killed and stroke terror in all the territories that we have conquered. Particularly this village which is as small as the smallest village here but nevertheless, hidden.

It was in this village that I met her. The girl who changed my life.

Ashyna was well hated by my people and I could not argue. She has tricked many people and I had stopped myself from punishing her for she used cunning words. Today, she will not escape. Today she will die in the hands of the person whom she has tricked the most. I, Hiei Jaganshi, will slay her in this pole right here and then.

Mahtna stood in front of his people and declared that this woman be dead. I slowly strode up to the platform where she was held. I smiled. I was getting my revenge in payment for all those times that she has tricked me with those vile mouth of hers.

She was screaming for me to forgive her, for me to let it pass and it was strange that she was not able to persuade me, let alone, trick me. I was angry with this woman and as blood pounded in my ears, I decided to make her suffer as she has never suffered before.

She will die very slowly. So slow that she will hear the clock ticking and never hear the end. A slow and painful death.
I allowed my people to mock her and to make her feel shame but she hid her shame well. I held my hand up to silence the angry mob and walked over to her. She pleaded again for me to forgive her but I would hear none of it. Why would I? She is nothing but an insect, buzzing noisily in my ears.

I held my sword up and slowly cut her arm. She screamed in pain and kept asking me to forgive her. I smirked. I took a bottle of Unbearable Poison and forced open her mouth as she screamed for forgiveness and forced the liquid down her throat.

She screamed louder and I knew the pain she was feeling. So many times, did my enemies give that poison to me and I had survived all encounters. This woman, however, will not. I knew that the poison will wear out in a minute and it will leave her weak and stressed.

That is when I will slice her neck, slowly so she can savor the pain and I could grin, as she would cry out for me to forgive her. A minute passed and the poison's effect wore away and she was very weak but the villagers never stopped their jeering at her. She bowed her head low in embarrassment. At last.

Mahtma nodded to me as I strode towards the limp figure, which was barely able to lift her head. It made me smile to know that she has suffered more than I did.

I held my sword over her neck as two executioners held her head down. She was still pleading for forgiveness as she cried and for once, it did not mean anything to me. I slowly cut the skin.

She screamed as I let some of my Spirit Energy burn her skin. It was but a mere scratch but the burn was enough to make her shout. I grinned again.

Before I was able to do an eternal bleeding to kill her, I managed to glance upon the crowd. I thought that I had heard someone to tell me to stop. I shook my head. I must have been hallucinating.

Again, before I could do anything, I felt that feeling again. As if someone was telling me to stop. I know I could ignore it but it was strange. It was as if I had to listen to it. Look for it.

I searched the angry mob when I saw her. She was wearing a white veil over her face and I could tell she was a servant, a lowly person. Despite her loose white clothing, her black eyes outshone every angry eye that was directed to Ashyna. I saw peace and calmness and happiness and grief. Those eyes were telling me to stop and I listened. Slowly, I placed down my sword.

I could hear Mahtma asking me what I was doing. I merely looked at him with a confused expression in my eyes. I did not know what I was doing. Before Mahtma said another word, I left him, I left the village and decided to search for my sister alone.

Now I have found my sister, I have always wondered what has happened to that village and Ashyna. I would also wonder about Yukina, my long-lost sister, once in a while.

However, there was one person that I think about more often, the girl with those eyes that told me to stop, the woman whom I have never regretted to follow. I had wanted to see her. To thank her...

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Prologue is done! Although I do not know when I can update this again.

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