This is a poetic POV from my favorite character from the series Inuyasha. Since Manga ch 374 there being a lot of discussion on her life, this is just a few thoughts for others to consider. I know it's been a while but this is still one of the most talk about Manga ever.
Please R/R, let me know what you think.
First the disclaimer. eh, eh (clearing throat) Inuyasha, Kagura, Sesshoumaru and Kohaku and yes even that evil bastard Naraku are the intellectual properties of Rumiko Takahashi and her associates. To these characters I stake no claim from their use I seek neither fortune nor fame.
My Reality
There are those who say I died because I wasn't really alive - to them I ask:
if my life wasn't real... why was my pain
if I didn't have a soul... how could I dream
if my spirit was something Naraku created
why was he never able to break it
if I was so insignificant, worthless and weak
why was I the only one kept on leash
all knew I was evil, had no feelings, my heart owned by Naraku
so why give it all up... to save a friend ?.. my only friend, Kohaku
you say my existence was fake, to myself I was lying
yet as my body turn to dust I heard you crying
may be I wasn't real, just a figment of imagination
still my passing became Sesshoumaru's inspiration
if I were not someone, if for me he didn't care
why did his presence make my hurting disappear
he came to me, he made me smile
he tried to save me, the attempt futile
was I special... why save me... why
to him I meant nothing, so why even try
he was with me as I took my last breath
because of him I remain strong, even in death
I'm wind now, wind, dust and a faint memory
and like the wind my soul flies free
this misery now comes to an end, making way for a new life to begin
now I'm KAGURA, the wind... the free wind.