„You are quite a strange person are you not?"

„What?"

A momotaro was sitting in front of the boy that was drenched in his blood, the boy was a oni, but a very special kind of oni, one that wasnt supposed to exist, he was not a normal one, no, not a Kishin, he was something much more unique.

A stable fusion of Momotaro and Oni, a monster of imposible odds.

And his powers had suprised the Momotaro that captured him with his power of nerve-control a lot. For now, the boy was subdued, but that wasnt going to last for long, not if the boy understood and mastered his power.

He had met three momotaro before him and had fought them,each time coming close to death, his fights became alwys more insane, afterall, that was because he used his special power.

Powerless during his first batte, he managed to awaken his momotaro ability as well as Oni power, the clue, both of them were useless on their own, the reason was because he had to encounter other people who used their powers on him, that way he would copy them.

That was how he won his fights, the first power was the ability to manifest claws on ones own hand, the second were disks that one could shoot and control in mid-air, the third power was about making footholds midair which could act like shields and as a ground to stand on.

As the man was deep in his thoughts, he didnt realise it, but the boy started moving. There he realised what the condition was, the unique bacteria of every momotaro, the boy had to ingest them, he probably had to drink the oni blood as well, that way he should be able to copy their powers.

And now he had let his bacteria in his body for to long, the boy had learned them.

„You bastards…" as the boy stood up, blood dripped out of his ears.

„I…" before the man could answer, a black disk had severed his head already.

And so the hunt of the boy named Rin began, a hunt not only after Momotaros, but also the Onis who had abondoned him and his oni mother and momotaro father.