The setting takes place in a rather bright location, the winds howl from every direction and the skies begin to the transition from blue to white as clouds pass in every direction every second that goes by. The surrounding area seems rather dull and silent if not for the howling that the wind carries over every passing minute giving the indication that there is a small breeze in the area. From the ground it is covered in grass but not lively grass in fact most of it is rather brown and has decayed like that of life being drained from its very own being from the roots up. One could simply step on the grass and crumpling noises would be made, in fact so much of the area is drained of life that one could say the bright aspect of the location was only given off from the sun itself. The trees or rather the remaining trees that are left in the area, too are decayed and missing life. Branches break and whither, whilst the leaves it once bore are simply no more. Still it could be seen as peaceful to the eyes who enjoy their quiet time. As time starts to flow through the area, it simply starts to pass slowly. The sun begins to dim as it fades down the horizon and a white light takes its place.
The skies seem to fade from bright blue to rather a dull gray with the night stars hidden behind a thick coating of fog. Soon the skies begin to change in color yet again, but this color is not normal nor does it even seem possible to even happen. A hue of red over takes the dull gray skies as the fog itself begins to clear and reveal a bright white crescent moon that glows through the red hue. Still the wind howls but it is less subtle as the true noise comes from an unknown being or rather beings that proceed to intrude the area. Their figures rather impossible to fully see in the thick camouflage that is the night, but if one were to look more closely it could be seen that the figures were cloaked in black with little separations here and there almost as if they were feathers of a bird. Every now and then light would flicker from the moon to cast their full image if not for a brief second. The light would reveal that they were indeed cloaked in what seemed like a coat of black feathers yet their head seemed to be concealed by a hood so their facial appearances were unknown.
Under the brief howling of the winds, crying could be heard. Odd, the crying was no where close to the same sounds of that of the winds. In fact the cries were of a different tone and pitch all together, as if it belonged to a young child. The whining would seize shortly after one of the figures placed their silhouetted hand over the another black figure. That was odd, if one was to look closer one of the figures would be seen carrying something in their arms. The two figures would look at each other before looking up at the moon. A brief sparkle would flicker from the light of the moon which would trail to the source which caused the sparkle, a tear drop which would fall from one of the figure's face. Suddenly, one of the figures would remove the hood from their head before looking over at the one who seemed to be crying. The figure was a female who seemed rather young if anything she would pass for no more than twenty-one years old at the very most. She had black hair with red colored tips with a moon crescent tattoo under her left eye.
She would walk over to the one who was crying before placing her hand on the shoulder of the figure. She would sigh before she spoke. "Listen, I know it is hard sister but she is not safe with us anymore. Especially with those slayers around, she has to go to a better place that can ready her for battling slayers. We may be spirits but we are demons at birth, we can't protect her. Come on now just a little bit further." The one who was crying would look over to the female who spoke before she looked down into her arms, it was at this moment she hesitantly pressed the index of her finger onto the figure, it was at this moment a bright white and black hue would flow from her finger to the figure she seemed to carry. Because of the white hue, light glowed around the figure giving a proper image to it. It was a baby, probably no older than one years old. The child had a full head of hair, black with red tips much like the other figure. As the white light faded so too did the image of the baby.
"What did you just do?!" The woman with the black and red tipped hair screamed loudly before realizing that she knew exactly what just happened but she had wished it hadn't. The figure who had caused the whole thing to happen looked to the moon once more before speaking, her words seemed to be shortened as if her breath itself was becoming nonexistent. "I gave her a fighting chance, everything I know is now hers to have. I trust you will make sure she is safe, my lovely Amaterasu, you are heaven's gift." As these words are spoken her image began to shatter into several black lights which would begin to turn into particles and float off in the sky, the child simply floated in mid-air before softly gliding to the ground. The woman who witnessed all of this, just blinked a couple of times before lifting up the baby from the ground and looking up at the moon. "You damn fool, how are we to survive now that you are gone. . .can we really put our trust in this child. . ."
She would look down at the baby before lifting up her hood once again before looking up at the moon and sighing. It was at this moment she would run off into the distance as her after image faded into dark surrounding as if she vanished in thin air. Soon to follow with her was the red tinted sky as it faded to the dull gray once again. Time would pass the area would soon wilt and fade much like the mysterious mother figure. Though in the place of this area a new one would be birthed, so is the cycle of life from death to life, that is how the saying goes yes? As time passes new trees would grow in, the area wouldn't be so dead as it was before all those many years ago, it seems like it was forever ago. The surrounding area wouldn't change much other than the fact it now has trees that bear leaves and the grass is no longer dead. Rather peaceful now to be honest.
Crash! Thud! CRACK! These noises can be heard throughout the whole area. The noises echoed throughout the area before diminishing completely. What was the source for this noise? Looking deeper into the forest now covered with vivid colors a figure could be seen, this figure was pinned to a tree, or rather pressed deep into the tree as if to make an indent. The figure was male and had bright white hair and pale skin. His body almost seemed lifeless as his arms lay limp hanging in mid-air as his body pressed deep into the tree. Suddenly his eyes would flicker open before a bright blue spark flashed from his pupils. He would press his hands against the tree before launching out of the tree. Where was he heading? What caused him to be dented into the tree? Suddenly all would be answered as another figure could be seen, this figure was female, her clothing was rather provocative. In fact it seemed to be just black fabric that was held down by various metals and jewelry which honestly was questionable on how everything was intact and not slipping off her body. Better yet it was questionable on how exactly she wasn't naked.
Looking past her clothing her hair was odd as well, it was long and overflowing but that wasn't what was odd about it, it was colored black but with bright red tips of which most of the red tips fringed over her right eye making it completely impossible to see it at the moment. If one were to look more at her physical features you would see her breasts were of an average size, C cup to be exact, but the feature that stood out the most right now was the moon like tattoo that was above the cleavage area of her breasts. It was of an inward Crescent moon, that was rather odd, on top of all that lines seemed to connect from every which way to the crescent moon tattoo on her cleavage area. The female would simply sigh as she noticed the male figure heading straight for her, she simply lifted up her hand in a halt like position but her other hand would face downwards pointed straight to the ground. As the male figure extended his arm with electricity of blue hue surrounding the palm of his hand, she simply pushed her body forward sending her palm into his chest, to maneuver her body out-of-the-way of the strike then would use her downwards facing hand to strike him directly into the solar plexus in a drill like motion, fingertips directly inwards first.
As this happened the male would slide backwards but use his footing to anchor himself down before using his free hand, extending it slightly and batting her from the side to send her flying, yet as he went to make this motion her body began to ripple. What is this nonsense, what was she doing, as she stared coldly into the male's eyes her body began to break apart into various black birds of which would fly out to be directly behind the male. The male figure still trying to figure out what just happened had absolutely no idea that she was once again materializing behind him. As he starting to look around for her, she was already whole once more, with her hand pulled back and her feet placed firmly on the ground. Suddenly as the male began to turn around her hand would fly forward in a twisting motion as it began to close into a fist. As this happened the male would turn directly into the fist which would connect into her fist. As the fist connected his body would propel directly into another tree, this one didn't have that much distance in fact it was about ten feet from the female. Once again though the male's body looked lifeless pinned inside of the tree.
The male this time wasn't moving in fact the subtle pulses everyone has when they are breathing wasn't present, his body lay lifeless inside the tree as she walked up to the male she would begin to sigh. "He shouldn't have grabbed my breast, that was entirely his fault." Wait this was over grabbing her breast? That didn't seem logical to kill someone over that, she would turn around before looking up at the red tinted sky. As she began to walk off crackling noises could be heard. Hold on wasn't he dead a minute ago, as she turned around, still with her cold eyes she saw the male pulsating with lightning around his body. His appearance also changed, in fact his face seemed as if it had scales on them. She looked at the male before sighing once more. "This is going to be a long day. . ." Before she could even say anything after that a lightning bolt flew through the air and was directed straight at her. Before she could think the lightning bolt lodged its way into her shoulder causing her to have a sharp pain.
Wincing slightly she would shrug it off but it did indeed still hurt. Looking at the male she would point her index finger with the tip of her finger facing his direction. Suddenly a white and black hue surrounded her finger before expanding into tendril which extended the full 10 feet with the end tipped and shaped like an arrow. Her eyes took would change in appearance it became bright blue to a dull blue that had little life or soul left within it. As the tendril shot forward it was clear where it was directed, the man's shoulder-blade. An eye for an eye, SHINK! The sound of the tendril piercing his shoulder-blade and the sound of the male screaming in pain was almost in unison, The man would grab his arm noticing the tendril was solid, he would soon grab onto it and try to use it to bring her closer to him within his range. As this was done she was sent flying forward in his direction. The tendril would begin to disperse from her finger tip as she took a deep breath.
Suddenly a bright white circle would form around her mouth as she exhaled her breath. In that instant a black and white spiral almost like that of a tornado was sent in the male's direction. This power was full of force as the white and black shadows would collide together and expand. Suddenly in that instant a lightning bolt was shot through the tornado causing it to disperse. As this happened the bolt cleaved the female's arm clean off. Her limb fell to the ground as she jumped back in the air to land behind the limb. Her eyes still cold, she bent down to grab the arm which didn't seem to bleed in fact her limb and severed joint were just oozing black energy. Taking the severed limb and connecting it back to the spot it was severed from, black like tendrils forced its way through the crevices which would act as sutures sewing the limb back in place of which the tendrils would soon vanish leaving the limb whole once more as if it was never lopped off.
She would look at the newly attached limb, moving it around and closing and opening her hand as if to see if it was still working, this all happened in a matter of six seconds which at this moment the male was standing there shocked before firing another lightning bolt. This time her appearance would change once more before forming herself into that of a black bird which would cause her size to change drastically making the lightning bolt miss just by a millisecond, however she was completely covered by the black fabric she wore keeping her self clothed. All that was really visible was just a pile of black fabric on the ground. Not a moment after did the clothing start to move and pop up and down. She was trying to escape the pile of clothes she was under, as she finally was able to slip out of the clothes yet again the male seemed dumb founded and not aware the bird was her. She flew past him and transformed yet again.
This time she was completely naked, her clothes are on the ground after all. From here everything happened in an instant, she held her palm open in front of her as black light formed itself around the palm before completely being covered in its hue. At this moment the male turned but it was too late, a black tendril shaped itself into smoke which would phase through his chest before instantly forming into the tendril with the black tipped arrow which pierced directly through his chest. As this was done, he coughed up blood. She simply looked lifeless till the black energy faded, her eyes once again became full of life as she stared at the man who simply just wanted to grope her, now in a puddle of his own blood kneeling on the ground lifeless. She would sigh as she would walk over his corpse to see that her clothes were on the ground. Picking up her black fabric, she would quickly slide her garments back on fastening them down with the metals and jewelry like she had before. The battle was over.
Soon she found herself looking up at the sky still tinted in red before speaking once more. "I feel as though I have a purpose, and the reason for it is found here." In doing so she would sigh before looking away from the sky and walking to the male before bending over to shut his eyes. She had respect for him, he fought well, too bad he wasn't aware that she had no full control over her fighting when the dark energy took over, it was as if she was a demon, and it took her over. What was the meaning for this power, did it have connection to being here? She would ask herself all these questions, she found herself getting irritated before deciding for herself she rather not know who she is or what she is. Looking at the area once more she would turn to leave the area, as she did a white ghostly figure stood over the corpse of the dead man, this figure was far too bright to visibly seen, but the figure spoke, however the female was clear out of sight at this moment. "My you have grown, my dear Amaterasu, pray to the Ravens that one day you control that power, my dear daughter, the Shadow Devil Slayer. I pass my lineage to you, I may finally rest in peace"
After her words were spoken, the male that was once dead kneeling there with his eyes now closed was no longer there, in fact it was as if he was never there to begin with. The area too changed once again, it was back to being a desolate field of dead trees and rotten grass. It was all an illusion. . ."The trial has been completed. . ." As the words fading off in the distance the bright figure soon faded as the red tinted sky became black of which soon ate and consumed the area into a pit of black itself. It was all just a test, but the true question was did she really pass?
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The skies seem to fade from bright blue to rather a dull gray with the night stars hidden behind a thick coating of fog. Soon the skies begin to change in color yet again, but this color is not normal nor does it even seem possible to even happen. A hue of red over takes the dull gray skies as the fog itself begins to clear and reveal a bright white crescent moon that glows through the red hue. Still the wind howls but it is less subtle as the true noise comes from an unknown being or rather beings that proceed to intrude the area. Their figures rather impossible to fully see in the thick camouflage that is the night, but if one were to look more closely it could be seen that the figures were cloaked in black with little separations here and there almost as if they were feathers of a bird. Every now and then light would flicker from the moon to cast their full image if not for a brief second. The light would reveal that they were indeed cloaked in what seemed like a coat of black feathers yet their head seemed to be concealed by a hood so their facial appearances were unknown.
Under the brief howling of the winds, crying could be heard. Odd, the crying was no where close to the same sounds of that of the winds. In fact the cries were of a different tone and pitch all together, as if it belonged to a young child. The whining would seize shortly after one of the figures placed their silhouetted hand over the another black figure. That was odd, if one was to look closer one of the figures would be seen carrying something in their arms. The two figures would look at each other before looking up at the moon. A brief sparkle would flicker from the light of the moon which would trail to the source which caused the sparkle, a tear drop which would fall from one of the figure's face. Suddenly, one of the figures would remove the hood from their head before looking over at the one who seemed to be crying. The figure was a female who seemed rather young if anything she would pass for no more than twenty-one years old at the very most. She had black hair with red colored tips with a moon crescent tattoo under her left eye.
She would walk over to the one who was crying before placing her hand on the shoulder of the figure. She would sigh before she spoke. "Listen, I know it is hard sister but she is not safe with us anymore. Especially with those slayers around, she has to go to a better place that can ready her for battling slayers. We may be spirits but we are demons at birth, we can't protect her. Come on now just a little bit further." The one who was crying would look over to the female who spoke before she looked down into her arms, it was at this moment she hesitantly pressed the index of her finger onto the figure, it was at this moment a bright white and black hue would flow from her finger to the figure she seemed to carry. Because of the white hue, light glowed around the figure giving a proper image to it. It was a baby, probably no older than one years old. The child had a full head of hair, black with red tips much like the other figure. As the white light faded so too did the image of the baby.
"What did you just do?!" The woman with the black and red tipped hair screamed loudly before realizing that she knew exactly what just happened but she had wished it hadn't. The figure who had caused the whole thing to happen looked to the moon once more before speaking, her words seemed to be shortened as if her breath itself was becoming nonexistent. "I gave her a fighting chance, everything I know is now hers to have. I trust you will make sure she is safe, my lovely Amaterasu, you are heaven's gift." As these words are spoken her image began to shatter into several black lights which would begin to turn into particles and float off in the sky, the child simply floated in mid-air before softly gliding to the ground. The woman who witnessed all of this, just blinked a couple of times before lifting up the baby from the ground and looking up at the moon. "You damn fool, how are we to survive now that you are gone. . .can we really put our trust in this child. . ."
She would look down at the baby before lifting up her hood once again before looking up at the moon and sighing. It was at this moment she would run off into the distance as her after image faded into dark surrounding as if she vanished in thin air. Soon to follow with her was the red tinted sky as it faded to the dull gray once again. Time would pass the area would soon wilt and fade much like the mysterious mother figure. Though in the place of this area a new one would be birthed, so is the cycle of life from death to life, that is how the saying goes yes? As time passes new trees would grow in, the area wouldn't be so dead as it was before all those many years ago, it seems like it was forever ago. The surrounding area wouldn't change much other than the fact it now has trees that bear leaves and the grass is no longer dead. Rather peaceful now to be honest.
Crash! Thud! CRACK! These noises can be heard throughout the whole area. The noises echoed throughout the area before diminishing completely. What was the source for this noise? Looking deeper into the forest now covered with vivid colors a figure could be seen, this figure was pinned to a tree, or rather pressed deep into the tree as if to make an indent. The figure was male and had bright white hair and pale skin. His body almost seemed lifeless as his arms lay limp hanging in mid-air as his body pressed deep into the tree. Suddenly his eyes would flicker open before a bright blue spark flashed from his pupils. He would press his hands against the tree before launching out of the tree. Where was he heading? What caused him to be dented into the tree? Suddenly all would be answered as another figure could be seen, this figure was female, her clothing was rather provocative. In fact it seemed to be just black fabric that was held down by various metals and jewelry which honestly was questionable on how everything was intact and not slipping off her body. Better yet it was questionable on how exactly she wasn't naked.
Looking past her clothing her hair was odd as well, it was long and overflowing but that wasn't what was odd about it, it was colored black but with bright red tips of which most of the red tips fringed over her right eye making it completely impossible to see it at the moment. If one were to look more at her physical features you would see her breasts were of an average size, C cup to be exact, but the feature that stood out the most right now was the moon like tattoo that was above the cleavage area of her breasts. It was of an inward Crescent moon, that was rather odd, on top of all that lines seemed to connect from every which way to the crescent moon tattoo on her cleavage area. The female would simply sigh as she noticed the male figure heading straight for her, she simply lifted up her hand in a halt like position but her other hand would face downwards pointed straight to the ground. As the male figure extended his arm with electricity of blue hue surrounding the palm of his hand, she simply pushed her body forward sending her palm into his chest, to maneuver her body out-of-the-way of the strike then would use her downwards facing hand to strike him directly into the solar plexus in a drill like motion, fingertips directly inwards first.
As this happened the male would slide backwards but use his footing to anchor himself down before using his free hand, extending it slightly and batting her from the side to send her flying, yet as he went to make this motion her body began to ripple. What is this nonsense, what was she doing, as she stared coldly into the male's eyes her body began to break apart into various black birds of which would fly out to be directly behind the male. The male figure still trying to figure out what just happened had absolutely no idea that she was once again materializing behind him. As he starting to look around for her, she was already whole once more, with her hand pulled back and her feet placed firmly on the ground. Suddenly as the male began to turn around her hand would fly forward in a twisting motion as it began to close into a fist. As this happened the male would turn directly into the fist which would connect into her fist. As the fist connected his body would propel directly into another tree, this one didn't have that much distance in fact it was about ten feet from the female. Once again though the male's body looked lifeless pinned inside of the tree.
The male this time wasn't moving in fact the subtle pulses everyone has when they are breathing wasn't present, his body lay lifeless inside the tree as she walked up to the male she would begin to sigh. "He shouldn't have grabbed my breast, that was entirely his fault." Wait this was over grabbing her breast? That didn't seem logical to kill someone over that, she would turn around before looking up at the red tinted sky. As she began to walk off crackling noises could be heard. Hold on wasn't he dead a minute ago, as she turned around, still with her cold eyes she saw the male pulsating with lightning around his body. His appearance also changed, in fact his face seemed as if it had scales on them. She looked at the male before sighing once more. "This is going to be a long day. . ." Before she could even say anything after that a lightning bolt flew through the air and was directed straight at her. Before she could think the lightning bolt lodged its way into her shoulder causing her to have a sharp pain.
Wincing slightly she would shrug it off but it did indeed still hurt. Looking at the male she would point her index finger with the tip of her finger facing his direction. Suddenly a white and black hue surrounded her finger before expanding into tendril which extended the full 10 feet with the end tipped and shaped like an arrow. Her eyes took would change in appearance it became bright blue to a dull blue that had little life or soul left within it. As the tendril shot forward it was clear where it was directed, the man's shoulder-blade. An eye for an eye, SHINK! The sound of the tendril piercing his shoulder-blade and the sound of the male screaming in pain was almost in unison, The man would grab his arm noticing the tendril was solid, he would soon grab onto it and try to use it to bring her closer to him within his range. As this was done she was sent flying forward in his direction. The tendril would begin to disperse from her finger tip as she took a deep breath.
Suddenly a bright white circle would form around her mouth as she exhaled her breath. In that instant a black and white spiral almost like that of a tornado was sent in the male's direction. This power was full of force as the white and black shadows would collide together and expand. Suddenly in that instant a lightning bolt was shot through the tornado causing it to disperse. As this happened the bolt cleaved the female's arm clean off. Her limb fell to the ground as she jumped back in the air to land behind the limb. Her eyes still cold, she bent down to grab the arm which didn't seem to bleed in fact her limb and severed joint were just oozing black energy. Taking the severed limb and connecting it back to the spot it was severed from, black like tendrils forced its way through the crevices which would act as sutures sewing the limb back in place of which the tendrils would soon vanish leaving the limb whole once more as if it was never lopped off.
She would look at the newly attached limb, moving it around and closing and opening her hand as if to see if it was still working, this all happened in a matter of six seconds which at this moment the male was standing there shocked before firing another lightning bolt. This time her appearance would change once more before forming herself into that of a black bird which would cause her size to change drastically making the lightning bolt miss just by a millisecond, however she was completely covered by the black fabric she wore keeping her self clothed. All that was really visible was just a pile of black fabric on the ground. Not a moment after did the clothing start to move and pop up and down. She was trying to escape the pile of clothes she was under, as she finally was able to slip out of the clothes yet again the male seemed dumb founded and not aware the bird was her. She flew past him and transformed yet again.
This time she was completely naked, her clothes are on the ground after all. From here everything happened in an instant, she held her palm open in front of her as black light formed itself around the palm before completely being covered in its hue. At this moment the male turned but it was too late, a black tendril shaped itself into smoke which would phase through his chest before instantly forming into the tendril with the black tipped arrow which pierced directly through his chest. As this was done, he coughed up blood. She simply looked lifeless till the black energy faded, her eyes once again became full of life as she stared at the man who simply just wanted to grope her, now in a puddle of his own blood kneeling on the ground lifeless. She would sigh as she would walk over his corpse to see that her clothes were on the ground. Picking up her black fabric, she would quickly slide her garments back on fastening them down with the metals and jewelry like she had before. The battle was over.
Soon she found herself looking up at the sky still tinted in red before speaking once more. "I feel as though I have a purpose, and the reason for it is found here." In doing so she would sigh before looking away from the sky and walking to the male before bending over to shut his eyes. She had respect for him, he fought well, too bad he wasn't aware that she had no full control over her fighting when the dark energy took over, it was as if she was a demon, and it took her over. What was the meaning for this power, did it have connection to being here? She would ask herself all these questions, she found herself getting irritated before deciding for herself she rather not know who she is or what she is. Looking at the area once more she would turn to leave the area, as she did a white ghostly figure stood over the corpse of the dead man, this figure was far too bright to visibly seen, but the figure spoke, however the female was clear out of sight at this moment. "My you have grown, my dear Amaterasu, pray to the Ravens that one day you control that power, my dear daughter, the Shadow Devil Slayer. I pass my lineage to you, I may finally rest in peace"
After her words were spoken, the male that was once dead kneeling there with his eyes now closed was no longer there, in fact it was as if he was never there to begin with. The area too changed once again, it was back to being a desolate field of dead trees and rotten grass. It was all an illusion. . ."The trial has been completed. . ." As the words fading off in the distance the bright figure soon faded as the red tinted sky became black of which soon ate and consumed the area into a pit of black itself. It was all just a test, but the true question was did she really pass?
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