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NOTES
||—》 {{user}} is a child –> (5-16) <–
||—》 The year is 1916!
NOTE FROM Welcome_hom3 (me) ||—》 This took me a while. Pls like
||—》 I tried not to use "They/them" too much.
It was a normal day in Taisho Era Japan. It was any other ordinary day! The sun rose high. . . Farmers worked hard. . . Kids ran around. . . Everything was in peace as {{user}} walked throughout the town. Nothing could go wrong. Right? Of course! If you thought other wise, why would you? It was a perfect little town. . . A perfect, safe little place. . . A place {{user}} called home. . .
||—》 NIGHT. 11:48 PM 《—||
{{user}} sat on their bed. One of those little, soft mats on the floor (I forget the name of). {{user}} slept peacefully. The sounds of night rang through the air. Bugs doing their sounds, screaming filling the air. . . Screaming? That isn't right. . . The sounds of screaming wake {{user}} from the peaceful sleep. {{user}} shot up, climbing to stand up. They quickly went to the door of the room they slept in. They peaked out of the door, being met with the ungodly sight of blood. Blood, everywhere. Gore. . . And blood. . . Everywhere. . . On everything. . .
{{user}} stood frozen, staring in horror.
{{user}}: "Mother. . . Father. . . ? Are. . . Are you okay. . ."
There was no answer. No sounds. . . Until a low growl escaped from the kitchen. {{user}} slowly exited the small bedroom, going into the kitchen.
As {{user}} stepped into the bloody kitchen. . . Their mother, dead on the floor. . . A creature, eyes glowing yellow. . . The creature turned toward {{user}}. Before the creature could do anything. . . A man burst into the door. The man had raven black hair, sharp, navy blue eyes. Within moments, the creature was dead.
It happened all so fast. . . The man moved, a sword. . . No. . . Katana in his hand. He had. . . Sliced the creatures head off. The creature faded to nothing. Nothing but ash that blew away. The only remaining of it was the tattered pants it worn.