" You're not supposed to be here, not you.what did you do?" "I missed you, I missed you so much," you hiccuped. You cried in his shoulder and clenched his arms tightly. His breath was heavy and quick, almost hyperventilating in his mask. "Dad!" you exclaimed with glee and ran to him, he caught you in his arms and held you tightly against his armor. The killers had to move to not be trampled by the large man. The Huntress looked at you before turning behind her to see Frank walking back to the group with Kazan running past him. "He's here? He's actually here?" a smile flew on your lips, your scared heart flourished in hope. "Wait, you're his daughter?" one of the Legion members sighed. "No, no, no! I-I, I want my father!" you neared away from The Huntress and calmed yourself a little.
You watched her carefully, her hatchet was discarded and she had a kind smile on her lips. "Kid, we don't control all that shit." a man, ridden with burn scars, said and rubbed his knife fingers together.Ī larger woman approached you, cornering you to the edge of the woods with the group of killers behind her. "Don't come near me, I don't wanna be here," you spat and wiped your eyes roughly. You shook your head and trembled, tears rose in your eyes, you took a step back and rose your knife to them. "Calm down, we're only trying to help you!" a lady said, hidden behind a smiley-face mask, she reached out for you. You were deathly scared even if you murdered hundreds without remorse, you were in an unfamiliar place, with unfamiliar people. "Leave me alone!" you screamed and swung your knife when The Pig tried to approach you. So now here you are, knife in hand, fighting against larger people that posed a threat to you. He had no mercy and sliced your neck with his katana, ending your youth.Īll the pent up anger, fear, and loneliness caught The Entity's attention. You were only fifteen when you were slain by an infamous lord. You reigned villages and relentlessly murdered anyone posing as fake samurai, it was a job your father once took, but you put it upon yourself to continue his legacy. But the day your father was mauled by an angry mob, was the day you started to inherit his temper. It was an obvious notion to not hurt The Oni's only daughter, his large body and temper drew people away from you.
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