This is a Kyuo Mara Mao and Inuyasha Fanfiction Only.
Let's remain civil in the reviews and yes this is a sort of self-insert so Harem for at least one character is expected.
I expect some people will absolutely hate this story.
My name is Hector, I was once a very patriotic young man who believed in doing something to pay back society and joined the military to defend my beloved nation, that was fifteen years ago, I joined the Space Marine Corp as an officer when I first got my first bachelor when I was twenty-three years old. Now I am thirty-eight, a major, and majorly disappointing that I have never been to space or a space station in fifteen years of service.
Well, that is technically not true, I did go once to one of the twelve stations during officer training, but that was it, and it was nothing like what they show in the movies, boring doesn't begin to describe it. Let's face it the fact they use our feces as fertilizer to grow food, and they purify our urine for water didn't exactly make me think my food was that tasty, and learning to sleep while strapped to a wall like I am a prisoner in the middle ages was not even good for rest.
The good thing however is that I got stationed in Okinawa, so I never went into space, the undiscovered country, to go where no one has gone before my ass, as an Officer living in a base at Okinawa, I had three major things to do, work out, do paperwork, and got to play a VRMMO Video Game of my choice.
I know, I know, the whole disaster of the first game becoming no better than a death game, but that happened twenty years before I first ever touched this sort of device, it is perfectly safe, but since our diets and the selection of food is so limited, VRMMO is also the only way we can taste stuff that doesn't immediately make us think we are actually eating cardboard, and the troops are not eating cardboard, I do the paperwork remember, it actually would save us some money in the expenses of the base, but it would also be unhealthy and I don't want to go down in history as the Major who got his entire base to either mutiny or dead because I wanted to save a buck.
Honestly, life as an Officer is not all rainbows and peach ice cream, I can't fraternize with lower ranks and all those that are my rank, have been married so long, I sometimes get to see the pictures of their kids going to high school. So playing the game is pretty much my only place where I can socialize, without the regs getting in the way.
How does the base look like? The same damn way it looked since it was built, military base surrounded by gyms and bars, so you see why VRMMO games are such a major hit, why one game? Because the base has a budget for electronic non-productive gaming, I could argue with the general about relaxed troops make for more alert and efficient troops, I could say it helps with eye to hand coordination and even prevent stress problems, but the guy will not budge, one game per person regardless of rank, and he tells me this while standing in front of a bookcase full of games he bought with his own money while telling me this.
I used to love this one Anime and wouldn't you know it, they made a game out of it, guess anime disc sales must be low, the Anime in question is Inuyasha, yes that Inuyasha, and no I don't have a crush on Kagome, the game was largely based on the characters on the game, and lousily on the story. My one character is named Kagaro, and my class or faction was the demon hunters, yes imagine seeing one of the characters that I actually thought was cute, turned into a bitter old veteran now leader of the Demon Hunter Clan.
Yes, there were Clans and Factions, there is the Shinto Clan, the Demon Hunter Clan, the Merchantile Clan, and of course a Demon Clan, and Divine Clan, not to mention the one Clan that was based on the one psychopath in the anime, and no thank the Ancestors it's not the Joker, it is someone even worse, Naraku.
Why is it worse? At the start of the game you get to choose your name, gender, and clan, but from that moment on your character actually grows based on your actions, meaning your actions have actual consequences to how your character is and develops, basically the tutorial section is childhood, training is adolescence and going to kill "evil" demons is adulthood.
Now, this is why the Naraku Clan is simply the worst, they all have the same shapeshifting ability of their clan founder, meaning, these bastards could literally be anything or anyone. Shapeshifting, Gender changing, age, they could be anyone and that means that if you don't know the person who is standing with you well, that person could be a Naraku Clan, and they are greedy, to the point of killing an entire village simply to steal all their wheat.
So Drill Sergeant from HELL Kohaku, made my life a living hell during training because he was sure I wanted to peep at her sister while bathing, yes, you can actually take a bath in a heated hot spring, and no I never did, I was chasing that pervert from the Shinto Clan, or the Temple Clan, from doing that and that is how I met my perverted friend Mizoku, yes I think he picked his Clan leader's name and changed one Letter, cause they both are irredeemable perverts.
If you keep finding and chasing a pervert away for over a long enough time, you get to know each other very well, and end up becoming friends, turns out we became a rather effective team when it came to PVE, he was a Monk, and I was a Demon Hunter Assassin, I go in kill the monsters, and he got to collect everything with his wind tunnel, and was pretty good at taking care of flying monsters if you got used to the fact that he would go in a panic every time he saw a beehive, screaming Not the bees, dear GOD NOT THE BEES.
That got old really quickly, my main weapon was a sword, and a belt pouch that constantly retrieved my throwing daggers, You would say Ninja, but I suck at Stealth, something Clan Leader Sango took a perverse joy in telling me every damn chance she got.
You would think a person playing a monk would be more reserved and concentrated on doing the common good, Hiro was a person that I met due to this game, But unlike Mizoku, Hiro chose to be a subclass of Monk known as Onmyoji, you would not believe me if I told you, but Hiro is actually a guy who is trying to study to be an attorney and to make matters more shocking he is the top of his class. I for one never could figure out, why someone who is studying to be in such an ethical career would be such an unrepentant pervert.
My commanding officer told me that maybe he is a pervert in the game to deal with the stress of his high demanding classes, sort of why they allow us to also play the same game for very much the same reasons, to deal with the stress of military service.
Once my CO told me this, I realized that I needed to try and focus on having fun in the game instead of trying to reform the unethical conduct of my friend, if teachers at such a prestigious Law School could not get him to behave, what are the chances that I would succeed?
So slowly but surely we began to level up, and with each new quest I got to know these people who appeared in my childhood anime, I got to know Sango better, her partner was as sweet as cotton candy once you got acquainted, Miroku is a pervert but he is also someone who loves his friends and those close to him like there was no tomorrow, to him that which others would covet was once a constant reminder that his death was literally at hand.
Miroku and I became such friends that I understood that the reason he was being perverted is that he wanted to live the most he could because he often lived in fear that the wind tunnel would cause his death the same way he saw his own father die. Shippo was a small kit who saw both of his parents killed, it was understandable that he wants attention, and didn't help that he sort of became Inuyasha's and Kagome's adopted son.
Just because of that I spent an awfully long time trying my best to teach him things he would need later, like manner, discipline, ethics, and other things Inuyasha probably considers either useless, or stupid, or both.
That brings us to Inuyasha, the half-demon with a heart of gold, he may pretend to be gruff and violent, but deep down he is as loyal and protective as any normal dog, he lived for five hundred years stuck like a bug in a collection kept by an arrow pinned to a tree. Of course, he will be a little wary of trusting others, and is afraid of getting heartbroken like that again, all the pretending is to protect himself both physically and emotionally, but then again that is what Kagome.
I have agreed with Inuyasha, when I first met Kagome I thought that she was an Edgelady or a plain cantankerous bitch, well I was wrong, she was actually a sweet, hard-working, trying her best to make those she cares about happy, her cooking skills could do with a little improving, but basically what Kaede told me Kikyo was when she was still alive, and it was no surprise that Inuyasha would end up married to such a controlling and demanding bitch.
Kaede is the village elder and healer, she is the one person I would go to if I ever needed to be healed or to help me understand something that was royally pissing me off, Kaede used to joke that people are saying that she is a cradle robber and that I was more like her lover, till I began to laugh, and then she told me to look at an old portrait of her when she was my age, and I nearly dropped my jaw to the floor, where the men in this village blind? Who would leave such an utter beauty single for all her life, so they spread the rumors to be pests, I took them as a compliment from that moment on.
Just to piss them off and get even, I often said Honey, I am home, whenever I enter her house, and she was heard screaming How was your hunt honey? That made the others that live near her regret starting those rumors. What do you mean I haven't talked about Sango or her brother? Sango is the leader of the Demon Hunters, married to a previously mentioned pervert, and no it is not Hiro, thank the heavens for that miracle, it's Miroku, her brother is the toughest trainer and we spar often, they are both tough and demanding to us because they want us to be ready for anything, and her brother has helped me develop a few techniques similar to what my friend Inuyasha does.
Mizoku is a monk, a monk obsessed with magic, and seals, he is also an accomplished blacksmith, and jeweler. He invented two things, a seal that temporarily seals the wind tunnel, and what he calls a restraining ring that goes into the hole where the wind tunnel is and claps on the bone and flesh of the wind tunnel user.
It is painful or so he and Miroku tell me, but once in place, it doesn't feel any different than any part of his hand, they can turn it on and off with a simple hand sign on the same hand, and it prevents the wind tunnel from either going out control and growing in size, this is done thanks to the engravings on the restraining ring that actually becomes stronger and more efficient the more it is used.
Mizoku test it out on himself first, and I could hear those screams for a mile, but later he learned to live with it and love it, Miroku did the sensible thing, and that is what he said, he got blind drunk before the entire restraining ring procedure was done, so he was so drunk I could have been stepping on his other hand with iron cleats and he would not even feel it.
Hiro is also an accomplished blacksmith, and jeweler and he looked over the designs of Mizoku and was able to do the same thing but a better version without needing to use technology by using his seals to accomplish the same thing that actually made Mizoku angry that Hiro will always one-up him when every chance Hiro could get eventually they did become friends.
All in all my life was very fun with how things were going, My friends made hunting for demons and dealing with bandit fun, which in turn help me and Hiro with our daily stress. If there is one thing I regret is that I never got to date Kaede when she was in her prime, she was a beauty, hidden by so many layers of clothing that I think she was sweating an ocean, but beauty nevertheless.
But like all good things they must come to an end, and the end came when collectively the entire base was blaring the sirens about an incoming missile attack or so I think because all I know is that one minute I fell asleep playing the game and the next I am standing right in from of the Grim Reaper with Hiro standing right next to me, apparently we both died playing the game.
"So I died, playing a video game of all things, great, if my family could see me now, they would collectively laugh. So what will it be oh ferryman of the river Styx, I don't imagine my life was good or probably decent enough to merit me going to paradise, so I imagine my destination is fewer rainbows and happy music, and more like fire and brimstone."
Hiro just stood there looking at me like I said something strange, "There really is no need for you to be so down in the dumps, as they say, you got two things wrong well all of it actually, first it's ferry woman of the river Styx, and yes I am a lady, second, by most standards, you have lived an honorable if not lonely life, and no your are not going to either one of those places."
Hiro began to slap me on the back, "How could you consider such a lovely young lady to be a man. Where exactly are we going if not to heaven or hell? Just wondering, and why is it we look like our old game avatars? And I am sure my friend would like to know how we ended up here?"
She laughed and finally took off her heavy vale and told us to follow her, as she told us to sit down because this was going to be shocking. "You died when a person made the MIDAS reactor explode and destroyed half of the city where you lived, you both lived pretty close to each other, the explosion reduced everything in your area to atoms, there was nothing left of your bodies, so I had to recreate your new bodies, and since you were both playing that game I used the image of the avatars as a base model."
I was shocked, MIDAS the thing that was being tested as a clean method of using energy, blew up my home, my neighbors, and everyone and everything I knew to atoms, from what I know Emma told me that the explosion if it happened would not have negative environmental consequences, so at least there was no reason for me to worry about it.
"But there has to be a reason why you chose these avatars as your base models, I don't know about many people but both Hector and I use gaming as a means of stress relief, and considering I am or was trying to become an attorney, and my friend here is or was a soldier in a military base, we had a lot of stress, so we have quite many avatars in many games since we both are avid VRMMORPG gamers."
She began to laugh as three cups of tea appeared before us, "Well that may be the case, but even I have rules I have to obey, there is a very important rule, that we can not resurrect a person in the same reality where they died, you can imagine how having someone dead suddenly appear somewhere else alive could cause all sort of problems. I chose that game because, in reality, the dimension where I will send you is almost exactly the same as the one you two experienced in the game you both were playing before you died."
She took a sip of her tea, "You can drink it, it's not actually poisoned, now what I need to tell you is that the game and the television show the entire series actually is connected to a different reality known as Kyo Kara Maoh! and I believe you two know of it and yes both realities magic and charms do work in both worlds where the power of the divine and demonic can be seen and sometimes use or be used by it. You both understand the danger such as Naraku poses to all of creation, so you two will be sent into that reality to help the group that fights against Naraku to stop him before he becomes so powerful that he will break through the boundaries between realities and becomes the demon that could destroy all of creation."
I had a question at the tip of my tongue and probably the answer but I had to ask, "Why? Why would he devour creation? If it would only hurt himself in the process?" She laughed and nearly choked with her tea, "Because we all know how greedy he is, he will not stop till all of creation is part of him, he wants to own everything till only he remains, the same of a tired plot of so many villains he wants to ascend to godhood, and he doesn't care who he harms to achieve his goal."
"So are we keeping the professions and skills of our avatars? Or do we keep all of our memories?" I think Hiro is being a bit obvious here but alright, might as well let her tell him, he would never believe me if I answered his question. We are going to fight an eldritch horror, the amalgamation of hundreds if not thousands of demons with one incredibly stupid crippled bandit. Why is he stupid? Cause he actually believed that all those demons were telling the truth, some sure, but all of them? Not a chance in hell.
She finished her cup of tea, "Yes, you will keep all your memories and skills, but I would highly advise you against spreading technology beyond the era you live in because you are basically mortal, and if you create something that they consider too crazy, they might call you a witch and kill you for their own safety."
Wouldn't be the first time, women that who tried to introduce new and better methods of treating diseases were labeled witches and burned to death while tied to lumber and a pile of tinder, I know what she means but Hiro, not so sure. Most guys in the military know a gun is nothing more than a tool, sort of like my high school Kendo club supervisor used to tell me, the deadly one is not the sword but the one that wields it, the sword is merely an echo.
Well as the conversation ended and Hiro tried to ask her what exactly were her three measurements, pervert, that is when everything went black and I knew that this is just the beginning of some really troubling adventure, and I had no clue where this would lead me.
I was apparently born to a disgraced swordsman who pretty much considered mom and me a waste on his money, money he would rather spend on something he truly loved, his drinking, see dear old dad was an alcoholic and a fiend, and one night he got a little drunker than usual, he took out his knife from his hip and came to my mother who was complaining about his drinking and his disregard towards her and me.
He didn't like that, he didn't like that one bit, he stabbed her right in the gut and she began to scream in agony, dad? He kept on stabbing her, laughing while he did it, in the end, the face my mother showed only sadness and pain, "Oh we can't have people be sad, you will make my drink taste bitter, so let's put a smile on that face," he put the knife in her mouth and cut her to form his hideous looking smile. I was not stupid when the person who tells you to smile and reminds you of the fucking Joker, you better believe I smiled like I own every lottery on the planet without even buying a ticket.
He beat me up and I was still holding that smile while he did it, he left leaving me with two cuts on my cheeks to remind me and he left our home while saying, "Creepy brat!" He never returned, mom died that evening, and at age ten I was alone, hunting and fishing to survive, if I didn't have the memories from my previous life I would have been as dead as a dear old mom, with only the very knife that my father used to kill my mother as my only weapon for hunting and cooking. I swore that one day I would find dear old dad.
Once I found him, probably either as a bandit or in a ditch somewhere, I will look at him and say, Hello, you might not remember me, but I remember you, you killed my mother, prepare to die. I did everything I could as a five-year-old to build my body strength, I trained myself by hunting, fishing, gathering, doing things that would kill most kids my age, for five years I fought off animals, killed things that could only be considered demons, and cooked them on an open fire pit, not what you call tasty food, but beggars can't be choosers.
I was eating some roasted fish when one of the demon hunter clan came towards me, I was hungry so I told hello while I ate my fish while sitting on my knife just in case, "Say kid, I've been hunting demons for a long time and I am far away from home, mind if I have a few of those fish you are roasting?" I can always catch more later, so I told him sure.
"Kid, why are you out here all alone? Where are your parents? If you tell me where your village is, I will take you back home." I told him everything that I lived as detailed as possible so that he wouldn't misinterpret what I said later. He nearly choked on his food when I told him what happened to dear old mom. I handed him some water I had been boiling in an abandoned kettle or helmet I honestly don't care.
"Sounds like you had a rough time." There is the understatement of the century, " So here is what I am going to do, I happen to have three daughters, but no sons so far but my wife is pregnant so perhaps I will have a son when she gives birth but that is neither here or there, so instead of living out here all alone like a hermit, why don't you come and live with my Clan? From the bone pile over there, I can tell you killed quite a few lesser demons, and probably ate their flesh, meaning you are strong enough to withstand the effects of eating demonic flesh."
He showed me his emblem on his shoulder and his weapon, a bladed staff that looked like it was made from bone. "My clan is demon hunters, we hunt down and kill the dangerous and war-like demons so that innocent people can live in peace, so what do you say, kid? Want to be my son? And what is your name? I am Koema Mitarashi, patriarch and leader of my Demon Hunter Clan."
I told him sure, I will accept him as my father, and even told him, that I didn't have a name, "I don't have one, isn't that something you should consider giving me, dad?" When I told him that he began to laugh, "Alright you punk, your name reminds me of an old story, so your name is Hector, so from this day till the day you die you are Hector Mitarashi. Now stop being such a punk and let's go home."
And so for the next twelve years, I had nothing to do but to train, learn about demons, met a fair number of them that were actually friends with the clan, including my old friend Hiro's parents sadly they were killed by Naraku apparently he could not stand for a demigod and a Nephalem being together Hiro currently lives with a monk and his son and I grew up with my three sisters, Sango, Anko, and Robin and my little brother Kohaku, yes dear old dad if he lived in the time I lived before would fit the title Otaku.
