"Blankness
Numbness
Nothing."
Whoa... my body is falling apart.
I can no longer feel my limbs.
I'm going to die...
I knew it
"Well! this is it for me" He stared at the dark sky, snow falling all around him. His breathe like smoke in the chilly air.
I'm not afraid of dying nor frustrated that I lost...
It's always been this way...
A lecherous father and an insanely jealous mother. A dying Yakuza clan turned cult because of his father's fluttering words and a son turned into a deity due to a mysterious birth defect.
The Lotus Clan was a notorious Yakuza clan since ages past with a rich history. Due to Modernism the clan slowly lost its past grandeur.
Desperation can make a ones proud man to kneel in front of a woman who claims to be of divine lineage.
Doubts can still crawl and take root deep below. And doubts can be fatal like poison.
Love? such a thing never existed in their world, Lust did, with mixture of hate and alcohol.
5 years passed in their marriage and the Eternal Paradise Cult flourished. Bringing in desperate people longing for paradise. With more people came with more money, more money means more power and control.
The birth of his son, further deepen the peoples faith and belief in the cult. Who would question the legitimacy of the divine when the child bore from the leaders wife is mystical?
Born with such intriguing features such as platinum blonde hair, pale skin and rainbow eyes as if the child can see through the other world and speak with the gods.
A cult leader can do and say whatever they want and no one bats an eye. No questions asks, no answers to be given. Just follow blindly at the words given.
By day he leads the people by his made up doctrines, fluttering them with his sweet words of paradise within self, satisfying their itching ears. By night he whispers sweet nothings to his disciples of women, uttering how to achieve eternal enlightenment by self indulgence in deep lust.
A cult full of falsehoods and debauchery.
Doma grew up in this environment. As soon as he turned 3 years old, he became the "young deity" in which every followers worship.
They tell him their secrets and sorrows then stare at his bejeweled rainbow eyes seeking answers for their troubles. Yearning for that unknown salvation as they cry their eyes out in vain.
"How pathetic" he thought. Born with intelligence far greater for his age, he understood immediately what his role is in this sham of a religion.
Give them a sympathetic smile and comforting words. See how their eyes sparkle at his simple words of advice, their lips curve into a smile like a fool being given cheap candy wrapped in expensive ribbons.
"Poor unfortunate souls, this people need my help and make them happy because that is my mission, the reason I was born was to appease this mourning people. It must be hard to be born dumb."
Doma took this as his mission so he did his job well and sympathise for their mortally deceived souls.
Blood
Yes
I'm loosing a lot of blood
The white snow underneath him is slowly turning red from his blood. As he slowly lose his consciousness his mind immediately gives him glimpses of his life.
stab
"Die!"
stab
"Die!"
stab
"Die!"
"Mother? what is this noise you're making" Doma burst inside the room
"Oh my son! divine one!" she immediately stood up and kneeled down infront her son. "most divine one I only did what you told me, I took action and got rid of the thing that ails me"
"The things that ails you is father?" Doma ask, his rainbow eyes looking straight at her
"Y-yes e-exactly" she immediately bit her lips her eyes darting away to avoid Doma's innocent gaze.
"I see" he replied looking at his mom up and down, looking at her bloodied clothes and hands
He sighed deeply "I wish you could have done it more cleanly" he looked all over the room and saw blood splattered every where "it smells bad"
His mother screamed histerically pulling on her hair "why are you looking at me like that as if I did something wrong?" she pointed her bloodied knife at her son.
Doma stared at her blankly
"Your eyes! your eyes! they keep looking straight into my soul!"
"weren't you the divine one who told me to do this?"
she kept screaming and slashing her knife through the air, hysteria taking over her
"I have done nothing wrong! nothing! he was the wicked one" she pointed at her husband's mutilated body "he he's the one who keeps abusing his position and won't stop his indulgence with women! every night he would go to this room to... to..."
"it's not right to pin the blame on me mother, when you are the one who killed father" Doma interjected "tch, what to do with this mess? and the smell is saffocating." Doma made a face of disgust then quickly left the room to look for someone to clean everything.
He heard another scream then a huge thud right after.
His mother commited suicide.
From then on I became the sole leader of the cult. It grew so big that it caught a very unwanted attention.
A lone man with black hair wanted my mansion for himself
He laughed at his memory. That weird man stab him earlier. Why does he want his mansion? He doesn't know. All he knows is that man will do whatever he can to get what he wants.
"I thought you escaped." Pale skin, red eyes
"Ah now I know who you are" Doma remembered "You're that up and coming politician I saw in the papers"
Muzan stared at him "aren't you afraid of dying?"
"Death is inevitable"
"Aren't you afraid of the after life?"
Doma snickers and this confuse Muzan "Isn't the teaching of 'paradise' the very center of your cult?"
"ah... paradise, there is no such thing. I just played along with those fools"
Truly there are no gods or Buddha. It is merely a fairy tale created by desperate people seeking comfort in their own imagination.
"Death... I detest that word" Muzan stared at the dying man in front of him
"Ah yes... death. When you die, you become nothing you just stop feeling anything"
Is this why I don't feel anything? because I'm dying? surely not. For as long as I can remember, I 'feel' nothing joy nor sorrow. I just reflect what my followers do like a mirror.
"Your heart stops and your brain stops. You rot and return to earth. As long as you are living, death is unavoidable" Doma gave Muzan a feigned smile, the smile he gives to his followers. A caring loving smile enough melt their dumb hearts.
"You're nothing but an empty husk cult leader." Muzan turned around and called for one of his underlings "Akaza, take this man to the emergency room, keep him alive" He then look at doma again "for now" he then walked away.
Akaza did what he was ask for without any question. He carried Doma on his shoulders and immediately walk back to the mansion. There he was immediately treated by a suspicious looking doctor wearing a clown mask.
They patch him up without any anesthesia, yet he felt nothing... maybe he is an empty husk just how that politician called him.
What was his name again?
ah right...
Kibutsuji Muzan
Apparently Muzan wanted his massive mansion because it's isolated from civilization. One of the reasons why even tho the cult was big enough to garner media fame. Doma's face was never shown in any media. Their cult only spread through word of mouth and high profiled people tend to hide the association with the cult.
The Eternal Paradise mansion is a perfect place to be a hide out. it even have secret underground tunnels that connects theansion to the city. Only high level followers were allowed to use the secret passages but now that Muzan took over the place, well he uses them for his secret operations.
Kibutsuji Muzan, an up and coming politician and also a drug lord known for his home made drug called blue spider lily.
This illegal drug has been circulating around Japan and overseas and yet despite all the efforts of the authorities they haven't capture the drug lord, even his identity isn't known.
Muzan's name is untarnished. A clean background.
Doma didn't die, legally the whole mansion belongs to him but he is now a part of Muzan's 12 moons. Due to his charming personality and charisma to capture peoples interests, Muzan appointed him as one of his managers.
Doma is smart even though he didn't go to school, he just pick up a book about business management and marketing and immediately went to work. He just followed orders.
The Kibutsuji Corps is just a normal company that sells prestigious high quality art made by famous artists around the world. Most known for their paintings and vases. They also own a lot of hotels around Japan. The company building is located in the city while the underground operations are now beind held in the eternal paradise mansion. Even the lab is located there. All illegal operations are held there. Doma doesn't care tho.
Kokushibo did all the paperwork for Doma and created a whole new background for him. The fact that Doma is an unregistered citizen of Japan and has no birth certificate nor any educational background made everything easy for him to create a fake identity.
"Doma Hashibira, that is now your full name. A graduate of J University and is now the face of Kibutsuji Corps. As head of the marketing department. You shall do all the media interviews and promotions of both the company and my spokesperson for my political agendas." Muzan handed him an envelope. "Inside that envelope is your whole identity."
Doma isn't stupid he knows that Muzan just put on a tight leash on him. His life is now on the palm of his hands and it is up to him wether he lives or dies.
Doma doesn't care either way.
I am an empty husk
Notes:
I did not mean for this chapter to be this long.
next chapter will be a mature content. I'll put on warnings and tags for the next chapter.
