*Don't own Inuyasha, never will*
~*Victory at a cost*~
Toga stood, sword in hand, blood on his claws once again but at least it was over. The dragons fell swiftly once Toga took the hell sword. His fortress was crumbling in more than a few spots. The cries of the wounded echoed over the battlefield. He was grateful that Sesshomaru and his mother at least were safe. She had a hidden castle, high above the clouds where she promised to keep their son safe.
When he joined Sesshomaru and his woman they greeted him with little joy. For though the war was won the cost was great. His pack was depleted. Not just the Inuyokai but the dragon Yokai as well were far depleted from the numbers they once were. His lands in ruin to the point where even the humans seemed close to extinction. Either that or they wisely hid from the destruction the war wrought. So many battles, one after the other, destruction and death on both sides till few remained.
The sword called too him. It echoed eerily in his mind. There was offers of power, lands and everything he could want. He just needed to take the sword up and use it to conquer the world. So'ung was vile. Its aura pulling at his mind with its hatred, he would have a scabbard made, one that could contain its wretched power. He would see it destroyed if a way could be found. None should have such a thing. It went against nature to use it, and while many felt he should wield its power for his own Toga knew it would wear away at his mind and in time he would fall to its will. Enough had died and suffered. He would carry it with him always until a better solution could be found.
The world was changing around him. What was once so constant now began a shift. Humans had always changed but now they traveled farther and created stronger alliances. They began Waring among themselves to fight for leadership. Power structures formed and they started to emulate the Demon courts and rules. Had they not lost so many in the Great war for the sword the yokai may have stamped the humans down again to their primitive ways. But as outnumbered as they were it was illogical to do that.
**End Chapter**