The Risen
Down below the earth, where the trees stand tall, where the rivers flow freely and the living blissfully live their lives as though there is no other plane of existence. Where the youkai wander wherever they please, kill whomever they please and whenever they please.
Down below, the cry of a newborn goddess grew. Her cries bounced off the walls of the cavern, echoing hauntingly. The small whimpers of newly birthed pups mixed in with her wails and the feminine howls of pain.
A man in a black robe stepped towards the newly born baby, picking her up and placing her besides the pups. He pulled out a sharp dagger, gently pressing it into the still blooded flesh of the baby, and made a design on the upper left arm that resembled a sceptre.
A booming voice surrounded the immediate area of which they resided in, drawing their attention.
"This is my daughter, and the next ruler of the underworld. These pups shall be her guardians, and this-" he pointed to a basin filled with water and a figure formed. The figure was that of a young youkai male, with white-silvery hair and the most amazing golden eyes, "-is to be her intended."
The baby was then washed within the basin water and cleaned of blood. There the baby was crowned to the throne and her blood put in a bottle of hope. Later, she was named Kagome.
The surrounding area was quiet, as though all of the inhabitants had left the area. Not even the wind dared to whisper the upcoming changes, dared not to tell the secrets of the fallen one and who it was that was born in the cavern below. It refused to share the secrets of the riches below.
To the mortals, the cavern cannot be seen. To their eyes, the cavern is nothing but a grand castle under the mother earth, where the ruler of the dead spirits resides. They see all of the riches that the earth gives; yet they do not see what has transpired between the gods or the upsetting of one goddess that has planned something horrible.
