(Chichibu, Musashi Province)
(Inside of a Nagaya)
"That boy is a stain on the Taira clan, the pride of it is being drenched from its rag of known wonder just from him being here and being a part of this clan."
"He wields a demonic blade, and has yet to be possessed by it."
"Nah, I heard being possessed by it isn't real, people are heavily influenced by the dark power of the demonic blade though, which aids their insanity."
"Nonsense."
"Those who wield the demonic blade are known to be insane, and will turn on anyone at any moment. No matter how kindhearted Joon appears to be, his time will come. The people of the outside world look down on our clan anyway, due to the fact that Joon's great grandfather was a demon-human hybrid for some reason, and Joon inherited the blade of his power. Knowing that his great grandfather was the one who started the entire demonic blade group. Him, being the first one to acquire a demonic blade and to use it for his own gain until it took almost all of our strongest ancestors to kill him."
"And now that he's dead…"
"His power supposedly was inherited by Joon."
"If we kill Joon now while he sleeps with our spirit blades unexpectedly.."
"Perhaps the taboo will be released of us having shitty clan members."
"That might not work. If our ancestors killed his great grandfather to stop him from conquering everything, and the demonic blade was still passed down to Joon. Joon might not be the source of it."
"Keeping him around is already fatal enough, we're doomed if he is still alive. And if we cast him out, he could be possessed and come back to take revenge."
"Then what's our best move?"
One of the old men of the clan stood up from the meeting, surrounded by other old men and women, saying, "Killing him is our best option. Knowing that those who wield spirit blades, heavenly blades, or demonic blades are born with them. We should've killed him when he was a baby. But now that he's only 17, he only tends to get stronger, like he says all the time."
"How does one even become born with a demonic blade? Joon's grandfather never said anything about it, he just said, "it came from hell, and I came with it."
"Even so, we don't want a repeat of what happened with him, almost literally bringing hell on earth. That war really tested us. The Ashikaga clan, the Takeda clan, and the Nanbu clans gave us their aid as well, creating routes for us within the regions of their clan to reach him better, which puts us in their debt."
"Instantly, we should do it."
"Summon Joon here."
In the area, Joon was laying on a bed inside of a dark cell, and he was wearing a dirty white shirt, saggy brown pants, and no socks or shoes on. He had wavy black hair In a small ponytail in the back, which was tied by a small red ribbon, and he had dark red eyes.
A little girl with shoulder length blonde hair and dark green eyes outside the cell said, "Oi. Joon. Demon boy."
Joon turned to her, and said, "Min?"
"Grandfather wants you. In the secret room."
"Ah, the secret room. That meeting room place. Are you okay?"
Joon realized she was standing with two adults.
The little girl, Min, replied, "I'm okay. Are you okay? Aren't you lonely?"
Joon chuckled and scratched the back of his head, "Haha, don't worry about me, I'll be fine. See? I'm smiling!"
"Mmm. Fake smile."
The adults said:
"Enough talk."
"Time to go."
They opened the cell door, and they bound Joon with rope, and escorted him out of the small Nagaya.
As they made their way outside, people were looking at them, saying to each other:
"The demon boy.."
"Look at him, he's ready to kill us all.."
"Are they finally going to do what we've all been thinking about?"
"Sucks his parents aren't alive. They probably would've tried to stop it."
Joon looked down at the ground, and thinks, 'If my parents were here….what would they do? Pfft. This kinda sucks. I know what they wanna do to me. All these eyes I'm walking past, all these gestures…they want me dead. It's not my fault I was born with the demonic blade…and I only pulled it out once by accident. I was 13…and Min was getting attacked by a wild bear. That was the first time I pulled out my demonic blade, I reached inside my chest, grabbed onto a handle, and pulled it out. My sword..it's called Helhut, the same blade my great grandfather had, and it was red and black, and my appearance..changed. It was scary, but I was super duper strong, and I killed the bear in a split second. Min was scared, and that's when her parents took me to the Elders, and I've been treated like crap ever since.'
They continued to escort Joon up a set of stairs that was leading to the main Nagaya house.
Joon's heart was beating harder and harder as he walked up, asking the adults, "What are they going to do with me?"
One of the adults replied, "What we should've done 17 years ago."
"Wait.."
The other adult told Min, "Do not follow anymore, stay out here."
They kept walking forward, and Min was just standing there, clenching her fists. All she could think about was when Joon saved her from the wild bear.
She thought, 'Why…why can't they…see that he's not like those bad people with the scary swords..?'
They reached the house, and before they could touch the door, the door opened for them, with all of the elders of the clan standing there holding their spirit blades.
The door closed behind them, and Joon asked, "W-What's going on?"
One of the Elders replied, "We made the mistake of sparing you because your parents plead for mercy. We were too careless, not knowing that having you in this clan is cursing the tranquility of our traditions of peace. The Saiwa clan and the Abe clan cut ties with us since they heard we had a successor of the demonic blade here, a direct ancestor from the one who first bore the demonic blade. Those who are the same as you are of the devil himself, therefore, we will not tolerate it."
Joon was sweating, answering nervously, "Elders…we can really not do this! I really don't wanna die, please.."
"Pleading will do you no Justice now. We will not have a repeat of what your great grandfather tried to accomplish by possessing the power of the darkness. Drop him to his knees."
The adults slammed Joon down, and he fell to his knees, Joon said, "Please..please..don't do this! I wanna live! I wanna explore life and stuff! Please…"
Joon was crying, his tears were falling down his face, and he gritted his teeth, thinking, 'No..I expected this…but once I finally come to it…I don't wanna go through with it! They bound my hands, I can't reach for my blade anyway, I wouldn't even reach for it, I wouldn't dare try and kill my own family! This ain't right…'
"Shedding tears…a boy who wields the darkest power in the world is crying? Showing emotion? We tried, Joon. We tried to spare you for the sake of your parents. But there is no hope for those who were born in darkness."
"It's not my fault! Please!"
"Everyone..kill him."
All the Elders with their spirit blades dashed forward and aimed at Joon.
Joon was crying, thinking, 'Why..was I born with it…? I asked myself that question everyday the family kept me hidden in a cave away from the world..please..'
Outside of the house, Min was standing at the steps, looking up at it, hearing noises of splatter, tussling, clanging of swords, and she saw blood leaking out the bottom of the door, and even blood coming out of the creases of the walls.
Min clenched her fists harder, saying with tears in her eyes, "I have to stop this..but I will get in trouble. Joon, is the nicest person here! Everyone else is mean..I know they're hurting him..I have to save him like he saved me!"
Before she could take a step forward, she heard a loud bang behind her, a bang that sounded similar to an explosion.
She turned around, and saw someone walking up the steps to her.
The entire area was in red flames, there were dead bodies laying around in pools of blood, and the only thing that stood was the house that Joon and the Elders were in.
The man was holding 4 glowing red sword withs the sounds of whispers coming from them. He was a man, but he was transforming into a standing armored lion with flowy white hair, and a sword in each hand. He had four black wings on his back, and he had a black horn come from his forhead. He had pitch black and red eyes, and he said to Min, "Little frail girl…"
Min staggered back in fear, saying, "De-De-Demonic..".
"Oh, these blades? The demonic blades…yep I wield them. And I also know you harbor someone here who bears the demonic blade as well."
"You killed..everyone..bad man!"
"The names Chunoa, by the way. Second, they wouldn't talk. I mean, maybe I killed them all too fast, and didn't give them a chance. So I'm gonna slow down now, and ask you..is the person with demonic blades in that little house behind you?"
Min shook her head, Chunoa sighed, saying, "The look on your face says it all. You're lying to me."
"S-Stop…you won't get past me! I'm gonna protect him! He saved me from a bear! An evil bear!"
"Hoh? Awww. Very well. Pull out your spirit blade. Scratch that, I'll put it out for you."
A second later, the Elder house exploded, and wind was spiraling everywhere; Joon was casually walking out of it without getting effected. He was holding his jagged, spiked, and curvy dark red demonic blade in his mouth, and his hands and body had blood all over them. He had four black and red horns sticking out of his head, he had black and red lines all over his skin, his hair was glowing red and flowy, he grew red and black wings on his back, and his teeth got sharp.
He said, "KEKEEKE! THOSE BASTARDS DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HIT THEM!"
He looked ahead, and he saw Chunoa with his hand pierced through Min's chest.
Chunoa said, "Oh? There you are..and already in form. It's going to be hard killing you, since you have the first ever demonic blade, Helhut, and the strongest form, the All Brother tasked me with this, so I'll be needing to go all out-."
"Shut the fuck up. You killed…Min?"
"She's yer little sister or-?"
"Hehhh? Hehehehe! She was like my little sister. She used to sneak me food when these fucking bastards locked me In a cell, she got plenty of whoopings for my sake, for trying to help ne and alllll that! I could've killed them all when I had the chance! Hahahahaha! But out of respect for my parents I didn't …I was just waiting for the right opportunity! KEKEKE!"
"It's as the rumors say…the one who holds the first demonic blade was a direct descendant of the first demonic blade wielder. And it's as they say…the more you have your blade out..the stronger you get-."
"HAHAH! SHUT UP! PISSING YOUR PANTS?! COME AT ME!"