The Legend

The Niwa's Version

From the Journal Of: Goku Niwa, Head of the Niwa Clan

There are some new arrivals from Great Britain that seem a little... off. They seem to come from nobility as I have seen them dressed in such strangely bright clothing, with rare jewels inlaid in sliver and gold around the woman's neck. It's only three of them:

The man, tall, long blond hair that reaches to his shoulders, kept binned at the back of his neck, cold blue eyes, and pail skin.

The woman, also blond with her hair waving down to her waist, large breasts jiggling from the top of her clothes, jewelry around her slender neck, resting on her chest, small waist, her hips didn't look good for bearing a son and yet... they did.

The son, he also had blond hair like his parents, banded high at the back of his head, I couldn't see his eyes, his bangs cover them as he had his head down and I couldn't get close enough to him. He was slender, looking as frail as one of my daughter's dolls. He didn't look like he could do much work.

At first I wasn't concerned with their arrival into my land, but I made it my way to avoid westerners. They caused me noting but trouble, more these people then any others.

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It stared out with some pets missing, females. I thought it was just some raving mad, animal that was looking for a mate, which was until... HUMAN women had started to go missing. Looking into it with my own resources we had discovered that the women that had gone missing were working for someone. The family of westerners that had arrived few months ago, the women had worked for the Hikari's. A name I didn't know would hunt me beyond my grave at the time.

From what we gathered about the westerners from the families of the missing women, was the beginning of those who would hunt my decedents.

Logan Hikari, The Master of the House,

Flora Hikari, the Lady of the House,

and their son...

Krad Hikari.

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As we investigated them, they held an event showcasing their son's works. I must say that they were incredible, they looked almost… alive. Many of my fellow country men had talked with Logan-san to get his son to marry one of their daughters. I thought that would be an excellent way to investigate them and their son, my daughter has been trained long enough to take on this task.

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I couldn't be prouder of my child; she was one of the few girls that their son had chosen to keep coming to his home. While the other girls that were also chosen were those of aristocrats from the west, she was the only one from our land to be chosen to stay.

She had informed me that the son was usually always painting or sculpting some new creation, almost obsessively. Only when his mother had forced him from his work did he join the rest of the girls for tea and snacks. The only problem she had encountered was that his mother guided him away from her when ever he would try to come near. So I granted her permission to see him at night, I know she will not be caught by the westerners traps, she is after all ... a Niwa.

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It has been five months since we have first started to investigate The Hikari's. My daughter has gotten close to the young man, and I worry for her safety. Only two other girls besides herself are allowed to go into the Hikari estate. Though my daughter thinks that, because she detest them, the Lady Hikari had chosen them to rid her of her son's company. Ha! What fools westerners are.

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Mr. Hikari has offered me a sculptor of twin maidens. He told me he had a feeling that his son would pick my daughter to marry him. I was worried but I forged happiness at the news that we would soon be brothers-in-law. Regrettably, I learned to late what had made all the women disappear.

It was in the sculpture he had given me. My wife, the fairest maiden I have ever lade my eyes upon, had been killed by the accursed thing! I could feel rage blinding my judgment as I held her mangled body in my arms. Their art was truly alive. Only... at the price of another's life can their art truly live.

My son, as weak and frail as he is, had the strength to confer his sister over the death of their mother. I didn't want her seeing that Hikari boy anymore. For fear that he might take her life next. The Hikari had made it personal when he had openly admitted that the sculpture was given to me intentionally. To kill me and my clan for our magical lineage was a threat to their dominance.

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I CAN NOT BELIVE THIS! OF MY OWN CHILD! I had not seen her in four months; I had thought she was still gravening over the death of her mother! BUT NO! SHE HAS BEEN NUTURING A CHILD SPAWNED BY THE HIKARI!

My son had known!

My late wife had known!

That my daughter had become pregnant with that monster's child months ago!

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I don't know what to do other then expose the Hikari's for their misuse of magic to the people of my land, so I did. I lead the people to discover what the Hikari's were really doing inside their home. The son had been creating art from the blood and bones of the women that had gone missing. They had sent the art after the unprotected people but my clan had stepped in to even the playing field. We destroyed much of them and The Master of the house was killed by my hands, his wife had fled but she was not worth my time. I wanted the son, the demon that had dared taint my little angel, but when I had found him, my blood had turned to ice.

My daughter lay limply in his arms that were wrapped around her waist, despite the massive bulge of her stomach. I never saw my daughter's eyes open, as the Hikari had done something to blind me. I was forced to cover my eyes and a massive amount of magic flowed over the land.

Next thing I knew, I had a baby cradled in my arms, wrapped in my black cloak. She looked like my daughter when she was born. I wandered if she was, if this was a way to start over with my daughter. My kin had erased the memories of the Niwa and Hikari battle, with the destruction of many of the Hikari Art works. They didn't need to know of the sacrifices the Niwa's made to protect them.

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As I write for the last time, on my death bed, I regret nothing. I worry for my children. My daughter, Dark, had developed a new personality on her 14th birthday. I had raised her differently then I did the first time. My little angel was as strong willed, kind, and beautiful as her mother, but suborn and witty like myself. Now that it was just I raising her, my kin spread out to seek Hikari's that might still be lurking, and her brother had been cursed into the body of a strange looking animal. She was shy, quite, polite, and afraid of me, for good reason.

She had met a Hikari at the marketplace one day. A boy, her age and they were immediately attracted to each other. When I had seen him with my own eyes, I could tell he was a Hikari, just by the shade of blue of his eyes. I had punished her for meeting him, although a bit cruel, it was all to protect her from the Hikari, we moved away from those lands shortly after.

I did not know what had happened that fateful day, what the light that had blinded me did to my child and the Hikari. My only wish is for my descendents to be safe and happy, out of the hands of those monster's, the Hikari's.

Farewell,

From Goku Niwa

Big spoiler, and sorry that my main story will not be updated for a while. I hope you all enjoy this. I've had it typed up for a while.