Yamari's POV
I ran through the village with a great sense of urgency, obstacles falling in my way only for me to slice through them with my mechanical grimoire katana, Magarin, one of my greatest inventions. It was capable of efficiently harnessing extreme reserves of magic energy, and transforming into any weapon I pleased. It essentially had the design of a muramasa sword with a fairly long azure blue blade which was laced with many futuristic looking runes on it. The runes were actually mechanical runes, another masterpiece of tech I have combined with magic.
The hilt was a much darker shade of blue and so was the scabbard, but the blue there was a tad lighter and had a moon design with a blue cloth wrapped around it. Magarin had multiple different abilities that made it the extremely dangerous combat weapon it was, such as: absorbing any kind of energy with little to no chance of malfunctioning, adapting to different types of energy and counteracted it, the innate ability to transform into different types of weapons based on the energy it absorbed and the situations I was put in, and much more.
When I had first created and introduced it, it was officially and immediately branded a weapon of mass destruction. Little did the fools know… I could control its energy output, but they didn't bother to listen, but what made this invention really special was, it had the capability to hold my spirit weapon within it, which went by the same name as my invention. But anyway, as I slashed through the multitude of obstacles, a large group of Deathbound soldiers were right ahead of me. I grinned. 'Trying to block my way, how foolish,' I thought. Infact, I was amused that they actually thought mass numbers of them would defeat me after I had already dispersed a large amount of their group while here.
Pressing a button at the bottom of the hilt, the blade burst with blue electricity before I discharged it at them in a giant torrent of energy. I merely snickered deviously at them as they all froze with dread on their faces before the blast consumed them all, creating a large eruption of blue light upon impact. I chuckled at the site of destruction, running off again soon afterwards, putting my main focus back on the matter at hand.
When me and my partner had traveled here to Kumara village. We had two goals in mind: one was to find Kurou Kurosawa and get him to join our group one last time; the second was to retrieve an ancient, very powerful weapon from them. And it was not just any weapon, this certain weapon was a soul weapon.
Soul weapons are meant to be the embodiment of the person whose soul was extracted, but in the form of power. There are only a few ways to extract the soul of a person and form it into a soul weapon. One way is for two living souls to simply have a strong enough connection to each other in order for it to work, and once they die, the person that holds the strong connection gains their soul.
The second is to kill them and collect their soul core from their bodies when they're dead or rip their souls from their bodies when close to death without the need of a strong connection. A feat like that is normally capable by only reapers and a certain number of demons, and other very powerful beings. However, it is extremely difficult to actually manage to make a weapon from a soul. This soul weapon I was after was named Karrian. It was created from the soul of one of the most fiendish people in history. So evil that the weapon could barely be used without the user being possessed by it, and causing mass destruction.
It was given to Kumara village for them to seal off, never to be seen or used by anyone who lacked the proper control. However, they had once discovered there were only two ways to successfully wield the blade; one way was to possess an equal amount of good to the evil in Karrian the second was to simply be equally or nearly as evil as the weapon itself. No wonder Deathbound Corps was after this weapon, and if they played their cards right, they could probably have their members take tests in order to see who was most capable of using it.
In the midst of my thoughts, I had finally reached the area. Unlike the houses of Kumara village, this was in the shape of a large heavily armored and secured metal tower. Unfortunately, seeing as how the door to the area was now gone, it was clearly not enough to keep them out.
I dashed into the tower and ran down the stairs through the narrow walls down to the room Karrian was being held in, dispatching a multiple amount of Deathbound soldiers on the way. When I had made it, there was another one of them right in front of the pedestal where the sword was placed, still sheathed in its scabbard. It was my first time witnessing the blade. Its scabbard was pitch black, even darker than even Aisu's own clothing.
It had the colors of green, red, and blue gems embedded into its scabbard, so it even had the power to create soul gems into itself. 'Looks like the sword was even more powerful than I had first believed,' crossed my mind. There was white fur around the tsuba of the blade as well, and the butt of the hilt had a yin yang symbol on it. Above the hilt, there was also a large, pitch black aura all around the scabbard, rising from it ominously. To be honest, the weapon seemed more akin to a forbidden artifact, if you asked me. The evil energy inside the blade just seemed limitless… I was stunned when the figure had taken off his hood.
The man had dark magenta eyes, spiky royal purple hair, and a purple eyepatch which had a kanji on it for fate. 'Hadn't we seen this guy before… Kurou Kurosawa…?' I thought, my thoughts wandering for a second before returning. We had only just seen this man once, and that was while we were here, demanding him from Kumara village. 'So why is it that now when seeing him again, he's suddenly changed colors? And that strange energy around him filled to the brim with malice…' I thought cautiously. It was possible that some random renegade demon or someone with high level abilities was possessing him right now, but at this point, I wasn't prepared to take any chances.
I charged my energy, making it start to gather around my body before finally bursting. I vaulted towards Kurou, preparing to slash at him with all my strength until suddenly… he blocked my slash. On top of that, he had done it quite easily. All with just a gauntleted hand on. He turned back towards me with a fierce glare. "How rude, and during a family reunion, begone filth!!" he said, slashing his blade against mine. He sent me back a considerable distance when his blade slammed into Magarin.
I regained balance while in the air and glared at this… man. His voice, it definitely did not belong to the Kurou we saw earlier. Although, that didn't explain why he looked so much like him. Ignoring the matter for now, I stood back up, pointing my sword at him from afar. "Afraid I can't do that. You see, what you're trying to touch right there is a forbidden soul weapon. I can't just let you take it, so I'm afraid I'll just have to kill you," I told him with a grin. The man simply glared as dark purple energy began to envelope him in the form of rising shadows before disappearing on the spot.
My eyes widened as I then felt the blade of his sword pressed to my neck. I knew what he used was teleportation, but to use it in such a way… "You've got it backwards. It is you who shall die, and be cleansed in darkness…" he said in a dark tone before moving with a swift motion of his sword, aiming to slit my neck. I quickly ducked out of the way, managing to dodge the blade, then kicked him away. Azure blue lightning began to spark around my body and Magarin violently, and I rushed toward him with a swift slash.
He blocked my strike again, ignoring the energy that seemed to explode around the area on impact. He jumped out of the smoke and looked at his sword. Seeing the blade was cleanly cut off like butter, he simply threw the hilt away. He then raised his hand. "Consume everything, Kamitsu," said the man in a chilling voice and a shadow-like aura of dark energy rose around his body, twisting in large streams around him. All of it went and grew in the palm of his hand, forming a linear shape. One half of it began to curve, and he gripped it, sweeping it to the side, dispersing the shadows around him. And all of this ended up replacing the shadows with a strange weapon.
It had a midnight blue hilt with a few marks of purple on it and at the butt of the hilt was a hook. The blade was strange as well. It was pitch black, and seemed to have a strange sickle shape, as if it were a combination of both a scythe and katana. Dark energy burst around the man with a flame-like aura before he suddenly rushed toward me.
I raised my sword to block, his blade slamming into mine. Dark purple and azure blue flames burst around each of our bodies as we clashed. We began slashing at each other at high speeds, sparks flying wildly off our blades with each fierce clash. In spite of this, I was the one getting pushed back. I let electricity discharge around the blade of Magarin and slashed down hard, sending forth a sizable, fiery arc of blue energy toward him.
Slashing upwards, he had created a quick dark energy shield which deflected my attack and sent it flying up, exploding on impact with the ceiling. I suddenly heard a loud, piercing stab go into the ground and my eyes widened. The floor turned pitch black, a strange ooze rising from the ground, forming into copies of the man whom I was fighting.
They all rushed at me from all directions, slashing at an incredible rate at me in short, quick bursts of speed. I managed to block a few hits, but had gotten cut a considerable amount by some of the slashes, forcing me to waste magic energy on my own wounds just so they would heal quickly.
One of them abruptly appeared in the air above me, charging dark energy in its palm. I looked around myself and saw the rest doing the same, dark energy gathering at the tips of their blades before they all suddenly fired off their respective blasts of dark energy toward me. I quickly covered myself in more azure blue electricity, creating a shell of energy around me as the blasts hit, creating a gigantic maelstrom of dark energy, spreading as if it were a raging ocean.
I gritted my teeth from the slight pain of the shadows consuming my body. It was pitch black all around me and my breath felt as if it were being forced out of my body as I struggled to last within the storm. Eventually, the shelling around my body was destroyed, and I screamed in agony, the energy engulfing my body and it exploded in a large burst. My eyes were wide with shock while the energy slowly disappeared as did the smoke around me. That battle- no, it wasn't even a battle considering how short it was.
While he wasn't as strong as Karrian itself, his energy was just as corrupt, and was more than enough to dominate the battle. That allowed him to defeat me. I strained myself to get up, watching him walk towards the forbidden weapon; however, by the time I could even fully stand, it was already too late. "Time to awaken father, I'm taking you home," said the man as he took hold of the blade.
The minute his hand touched the sword, immense, black, evil energy began to rise from the blade, erupting with malevolent force. I watched a twisted grin appear on his face and he began to laugh very loudly as the evil energy engulfed the entire building before he suddenly disappeared.
The building began to crumble, boulders falling and smashing into the ground. I quickly began to run out of the building, dodging and smashing any boulders that appeared in my path. Pressing a button on my shoulder, making the spaulder slide over, I revealed a small container in there and a vial popped out. Quickly, I grabbed it and opened it, drinking the dark blue liquid. I felt my energy begin to overcharge, sparks of blue energy wildly shot around my entire body, healing my wounds in a near instant…
Kurou's POV
I jumped back as I was forced to dodge another one of the man's monstrous sword strikes. A void-like wave of pitch black shadows rose from the ground the second his swords grinded against it. He grinned up at me wildly, vaulting toward me again, slashing at me with great speed. I covered my sword in green flames and blocked the slashes, each slash gradually pushing me back with extreme force.
I had a frustrated look. The first time I had fought this guy, I had managed to at least hold my own against him. Now, it seemed as if he was beginning to outclass me. He suddenly began to spin his body around wildly in a continuous motion, slashing wildly until, all of a sudden, appearing as a rapid-spiraling twister engulfed in pitch black energy.
I kept up my defense, blocking as many attacks as I could until I abruptly felt my right ankle getting cut by him followed by my left ankle, then my arms and multiple other parts of my body until he, without warning, stopped. He twirled his body in the air with his right longsword to the front and his left to the back, slashing downward in a swift, fast motion after his full rotation. The slash sent me flying and crashing through multiple burned homes.
I forced myself up slowly. There was a deep cut in my chest from that slash, despite me blocking. I breathed heavily, glaring defiantly at the man in black walking toward me. More shadows appeared out of the blue to slowly rise around the man's body, flickering and flaring like a wild flame. My eyes widened. This man- no, this demon slayer, who was a part of the organization responsible for killing my mother when I was young, was about to put an end to my life.
I gritted my teeth in rage, unaware of the wound on my chest regenerating itself at a rapidly-accelerated rate. "You think you can justify killing me… just because I'm a Cambion or whatever you call it…!?" I asked in a voice drowned with nothing but hate as my flames began to burst around my body. My energy became more and more unstable the more angry I got. He simply glared at me.
"That's right. You are a Cambion, an abomination of a human and a demon that does nothing but bring disaster. You might as well curse your parents for even conceiving some freak like you in the first place!!!" the man screamed, only for me to let out a deafening shriek. The ground under me began to crack violently, some of it around me beginning to crumble.
That was the last straw. He not only insults me, but basically told me that my mother, the one who raised me up in this world, deserved to die at the hands of them. I became so lost in rage that I could no longer even think straight, screams of anger leaving me. Pillars of green inferno ripped from the ground around until finally consuming me entirely. I felt my body change as the flames were constantly absorbed into my body, my power skyrocketing immensely as I went through an abnormal transformation. I only knew one thing for sure: that this very day, everything would change, and there was already nothing I could do about it…