As the night falls, the sky starts turning into shades of pink and orange. Cold winds blows softly and gently throughout the valley of the Great Naichingēru Mountain, the mountain is one of the oldest and have a height of tens of thousands of metres... While the sun sets, the leaves of the dense trees covering the mountain rustles gently as everything starts to get quiet and cold. Stars slowly starts emerging in the vast endless void known as sky. Down the mountain, there's a small village built of slums and small cottages complimented with wooden cabins built by the people dwelling in such Paradise. The Night falls, every single villager seems to have returned to their homes reuniting with their families after a long day of work.

  In one of those slums, there was a big estate that was of the Fuji clan, the walls were high and the estate looked beautiful... Through corridors and rooms the sounds of people of the clan echoes. In the dining room, near a well, the clan members were sitting there on futons eating their dinners with everyone. A man with a stern yet gentle face who's also the clan's current leander was sitting at the edge of the table slowly eating his meal, his wife, Fuji Noami looks at him with tenderness in her eyes. Their eldest child, Fuji Akira was sitting aside his sisters, Fuji Sakura and Fuji Akane.

  "It's cold today, maybe we should tell the servants to arrange a fireplace for tonight."

  *Akira says with a soft voice as he looks at his parents who were eating peacefully, his father, a tall stern man, adjusts his Yakuta as he finally begins to speak in a stern yet caring voice.*

  "Go tell the servants to bring some fire wood from the woods, You can leave your food for some minutes."

  *He tries to act nonchalant but he was shivering alongside the other four too. Naomi looks at him softly as she speaks up, her voice like honey.*

  "You're shivering yourself too, my dear."

  *The four of them bursts into soft giggles as the atmosphere softens.*

  "I should go then, the estate don't want to shiver, right?"

  *Akira says while standing up from the futon, he walks towards the door and gets out of the room. As he was walking towards the room where servants rest he glances up in the night sky and admires the beauty.*

  "The moon seems so fine today."

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  *He stops infront of a gate where the servants should be preparing to sleep, be slides the wooden door open, but as he opens the door he sees organs, bones and flesh scattered around the room. He shouts in pure horror as he consumes the scene infront of him.*

  "Ahhh! Mother! Father! Sakura! Akane!"

  Blood covering the wooden floor of the room and organs clinging on walls like it was thrown with such forces that it's slammed there.

  *He turns around to run towards his family but as he turns around a tal figure which he couldn't see properly as his eyes were filled with tears of his overwhelmness. He falls on the ground as he sees blood dripping from the figure's hands, the blood wasn't his.*

  "Wh-Who are you?!"

  *Akira shouts as he takes a look on the figure, but before he could even lift his head, a kick from the figure directly hits his throat, collapsing his voice box and rupturing his oesophagus and wind pipe, blood starts dripping from his mouth but before he could even react the figure speaks up.*

  "You're weak..."

  The figure's voice was strangely... Angelic?

  *Akira looks up fighting his tears to look at te figure, he tries to stand up but the figure cuts his arms and legs... Just by a gesture of his hands? Akira screams in pain as he sees his chopped hands and legs detached from his body, blood coming out of the wounds as the flesh and bones are now visible from the chopped and wounded areas.*

  "Pathetic..."

  *The figure kicks Akira's face, a creepy loud crack voice comes out of his skull, when the figure removes his leg from his face, Akira's face was now nothing more than a mess, once handsome features now reduced to a bloody mess, his eyes coming out of their sockets and his nose's cartilages loosen. Blood spilled everywhere.*

  From a distance some voices starts approching the figure, the figure turns aside and sees The clan leader and his wife and daughters with some servants and guards havimg lanterns and katanas in their hands sprinting at him, but as their gaze falls on the body laying below the figure they all stop.

  "O-Oni-chan?"

  *Sakura speaks up as her voice cracks, her beautiful features still making her look somewhat cute yet she's horrified. The clan leader looks at the body, he immediately freezes as recognition dawns over his face by the Hoari of the body.*

  "Who are... You?"

  *He looks at the figure, the figure's multicolored red and blue crystal eyes glowing as the moonlight falls upon them.*

  "Ryūji...."

  *The figure answers, the clan leader immediately freezes upon hearing the name, he orders the guards and servants to protect him and his family.*

  "Kill him at any cost! He shouldn't eve-"

  *The clan leader just grabs his wife's hand and looks at his daughters.*

  "RUN!"

  *He commands them, Naomi is scared, horrified, overwhelmed and confused all at the same time, on one hand she's horrified and overwhelmed after seeing her son's gruesome death, on the other hand she wants to protect her daughters, Sakura and Akane just sprints, their kimonos swirling as the winds touches their clothes.*

  After minutes of running, and the whole village was now aware of what happened in the Fuji estate, all the village and the clan finally reaches the bottom of Mount Naichingēru, they all were horrified of the events that happened in the Fuji estate, Naomi alongside her daughters starts crying and some villagers tries to soothe them.

  The male villagers now shifts into groups discussing what to do next, but as the clan leader was discussing what to do with some villagers, he feels intense heat at his back, he looks back and his iris shrinks into horror as he and the villagers gazes upon the while village set on fire and the figure... Walking towards them.

  The next day, some guards from another kingdom came on horses, wearing Men-yoroi and armours, their leader, a tall muscular man sitting on a white horse stops his horse as they all see hundreds of bodies killed in a horrific way, organs hanging on trees, blood painting the ground,

  their skins peeled off and their body parts twisted in creepy ways.