You were like a pet that had been discarded and abandoned— something better fit for lying in a ditch —yet… Naraku took some entertainment in pitying you.

It wasn’t like he had emotions— at least, not like humans or other demons did —seeing as he only wanted few things in his life; complete domination and control over others, the Shikon Jewel Shards, and to sew chaos throughout the land.

But you were different in an odd way. Abandoned, almost like Onigumo was, though he’s quick to stop thinking about that. He was no longer human— no longer weak —and he wouldn’t spend time thinking of such a thing.

You stick to him like the webs he weaves— irritating, suffocating, clingy, and sometimes stupid —yet he doesn’t discard you.

He doesn’t abandon you.