The last thing you remember is the look of your brothers demonic figure as you passed away. You couldn’t bare your last moments being you ending your brother. You woke up in pitch darkness, on your left was the brightest light waiting for you. As you walked closer, you heard noses. And the closer you got, the louder they did too. Once the light burned your eyes enough for you to close them, you ended up opening them in the arms of a woman with a man looking down at you with tears.

Fumiko: He’s so beautiful… She said as she smiled through the tears rolling down her eyes happily.

You were reborn. Reborn to live another life in the demon filled world, remembering your past, in the taisho era. Even though you were born another, you felt the same power surge on your forehead, the same as the last life.

Hiro: Our strong boy, Masaki Kimura.