All characters from Inuyasha are Copyright of Rumiko Takahashi.
Chapter 2:
Envy... A trait and questionless disobedience. Selfishness leading only to jealousy and longing for what others have, not realizing your own qualities while pitying the inner self that lies beneath constantly. I desire the life of the living, wanting to feel the cool breeze hit my face, the warmth of the beating sun, the emotion of love.
This sin, this emotion, has left an undying scar on my undead life, leaving me cursed for an eternity. A result of this issue, has left my clouded mind of shadow determine the only way to get the life I once had, eradicate my reincarnation.
Many times has Inuyasha stopped me from doing this deed, killing the girl whom has the identical denominator as mine. This frigid heart beating in my chest distentegrated into figments of dust, flying amongst the summer air. He was gone, only a faint light in the night sky, never to be reached for. His heart was in the bonds of fondness with his future, and not his past.
It is difficult to rid a mentality that is plenteous of devotedness, the passion of lust overflowing the heart, wanting to come closer than ever before. Countless times had I tried to disburden this feeling within my soul, truly contemplating Inuyasha to be gratified in this world of ours.
Hate took domination of my subconscious, controlling my every move as I came so close to annihilating Kagome and delivering Inuyasha to accompany me within the depths of hell. Never had I realized that she had changed his heart, persuading him to leave me alone once again. I despised all living creatures who were bound to time, life was the one thing I couldn't have now, or even in the future. I was destined a life in the underworld, watching slowly as the world had adapted in time.
My eyes fluttered open, entrancing the glow of the candle-light dancing beyond the barricade in which I was entombed in. I had been lying upon this berth for quite some time, debilitated from the loss of spirits. My chest monotonously heaving and rizing. Breathing was problematic, the loss of air in each intake.
Trembling, I sighed. My captors intended to exterminate me, torturing my body until my last expiration of vitality. I mustn't allow myself to be taken into the arms of death, there was proceedings needed glancing over. I entended out my arm to reach my weapon, it was the only journey towards survival. My trembling fingertips grazed over the bow, my arm falling at my side once I had no feeling in it whatsoever. This task was nearly impossible, the doorway which only stood a few feet away from where I lay felt like a large expanse.
Relief washed over once the entry way door slowly opened revealing a small girl. She emphasized a certain personage I once knew, someone close to my heart. Her eyes, dark chestnut and filled with mystery, easily catching someone's attention.
She drew closer, slow steady steps without taking any effort to blink. My heart felt as if it were to stop in a matter of seconds. I closed my eyes and sighed. So this was the place I was destined to perish, in captive without reasoning and upon a young girl's watch?
My eyes closed, my vision turning to darkness, "May I ask for your name?"
"My name is Rin…"
I turned in her direction, my eyes slowly fluttering open, moving my arms to help support my weight as I shifted my body to sit gently upon the bedside. I wasn't going to let myself die, not here. My ambitions would stop my journey towards death, until I killed the one thing that stood in my way.
"May I ask where I am?"
"You are in the Lord's castle." She said.
There were many Lords in the lands, reining over different territories. In my previous stay on the world 50 years ago, I never truly came in contact with aristocrats, most were controlled my greed and burdened barbaric personalities. I had no interest in them.
The thought of capturing an undead priestess in the night was alluring. Many of those who I would pass throughout my journey we're residents from distant villages, allowing me stay with them, then watch me as I departed from their homes.
I languidly stood, my knees conceding at the influence of adiposity constraining against them. If I was to abide the clarification acquitting myself from Inyasha, this affliction would not be so difficult as it would seem.
The impairment abolished, once I took assorted steps forward. The annealed ground underneath my feet was algid from the nightfall wind. I grasped Rin's palm in my own and gradually walked through the dreary unobscured ingress.
"May I ask where are we going?"
"You'll find out in a second." She grinned and gazed at me with cheerfulness in her eyes. Rin had the ability to thaw the hyperboreal auricle any man could apprehend. A treasure no one should regret or want to give up.
She took me to a room completely lit with candles that surrounded the outskirts of the area. It seemed to be a throne rom, aged over time. I stood quietly, concentrating on faint footsteps moving from in the back of the room.
The perception of which I burdened accomodated the obscure locale. I glanced throught the voluminous environment, discovering the indistquishable physique I had encountered on the antecedent evening.
A lamina of armor shieled his thorax and left shoulder, complimented with an interminable white boa on the right. His perception was the pigmentations of amber and gold, more dignified and penetrating than the ones I was accustomed to.
He glanced at us for a moment, only walking off into the darkness.
"Come, I'll show you around the castle." Rin smiled.
Author's note: This story is highly literate, apologies to those who get confused. Next installment will be added soon .