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#1Tsukishima Higurashi 

Born in the Dark [Private] Empty Sun May 05, 2024 7:27 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
Chapter I: Prologue

In the dimly lit confines of a secluded room, a lone figure sits a weathered chair, shrouded in darkness. Only the brief flickers of the lamp at the far side of the room dimly illuminates the area around it. The room is enveloped in a somber silence, broken only by the steady ticks of the vintage clock, its rhythmic ticking booming through the air.

The man, his features obscured by the shadows, sits motionless, his gaze fixed upon the emptiness before him. With listless movements, he swirls the contents of a half-empty glass, the amber liquid casting a faint glow against his hand. The scent of alcohol hung heavy in the air as the man gave off a deep sigh.

As if compelled by an unseen force, he slowly rises from his seat, the creaking of the floorboards echoing through the stillness. With slow and methodical steps, he moves down the hall, his path illuminated by the faint gleams of light filtering through the windows. His movements are mechanical and his gaze fixated ahead. At length, he reaches a door, its surface worn with age and neglect. Hesitantly, he pushes it open, the hinges creaking as he does so.

Word Count: 199

#2Tsukishima Higurashi 

Born in the Dark [Private] Empty Sun May 05, 2024 7:33 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
As he steps into the room, a wave of nostalgia washes over him as he takes in the familiar sights of his childhood home. The once overpowering scent of alcohol has disappeared, replaced by the comforting aroma of his mother's home cooking mingling with the fresh smells of nature drifting in from an open window. His gaze sweeps across the room, recognizing the old furniture and cherished mementos, before finally coming to rest upon the figure peacefully nestled on the bed.

A rush of emotions flood his heart as a soft smile tugs at the corners of his lips. With each step closer to the bed, his heartbeat intensifies. It is his beloved wife, Nesiara, who lies there sleeping on her side. Her form is delicately outlined beneath a thin blue sheet. Nesiara sleeps soundly, her silhouette adorned with the undeniable evidence of impending motherhood. The gentle rise and fall of her breathing are accompanied by the subtle movements of her hand, instinctively cradling their unborn child within.

Word Count: 168

#3Tsukishima Higurashi 

Born in the Dark [Private] Empty Sun May 05, 2024 7:41 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
As he tenderly rests his hand on her rounded stomach, excitement spreads throughout his body, eager to connect with the life within. But instead of the anticipated warmth of his unborn child, his palm encounters an unexpected searing heat. Shock jolts through him as the serene ambiance around them slowly turns into something out of a nightmare. Flames dance wildly, devouring everything in their path, transforming the tranquil space into a grotesque inferno. The aroma of home-cooked meals and the fragrance of flowers are obliterated by the foul stench of charred debris and pillowing smoke.

Panic rips at his throat as he frantically lunges to douse the flames, driven by a primal instinct to shield his beloved wife and their unborn child from the approaching flames. Yet, his futile efforts are thwarted when his wife, now awakened from her slumber, stops his hand with a grip that freezes him in place. Her voice, now deep and hollow, drips with accusation as her flesh begins to liquefy, revealing a hauntingly skeletal glare beneath. "You. Have. Failed. Us," she accuses, each word a dagger plunging into his heart.

Word Count: 186

#4Tsukishima Higurashi 

Born in the Dark [Private] Empty Sun May 05, 2024 7:51 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
Tsukishima stirs from his slumber, his body damp with sweat. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he finds himself once more within the dim confines of the inn where he'd slept for the night. With a sigh, he runs a hand across his forehead, the thin line of sweat clinging to his skin. "That dream again…" His voice is a low murmur, laced with the memories that refuse to fade. Though it has been years since he lost his family and his village, the guilt of that tragedy still weighed on him as if it happened yesterday.

The pact he had forged, the pact that had granted him his newfound powers—it's no mere coincidence, he knows that the nightmares began to occur almost nightly after he had embraced this ‘alliance’ with the demon king. There's a bitter irony in the exchange: power in exchange for peace of mind, a bargain struck with forces beyond comprehension.

"When will you let go of the past and accept your future?" The voice cuts through the silence like a blade, its origin unmistakable. "Get out of my head," Tsukishima mutters, the frustration evident in his tone. "Watch your tone, subject," the voice retorts, a hint of anger seeping into its retort. "You forget who you speak to. I am Bael, The King of Demons, and you will remember your place."

Word Count: 226

#5Tsukishima Higurashi 

Born in the Dark [Private] Empty Sun May 05, 2024 7:53 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
"I'm fully aware of who you are and what you have done for me," Tsukishima replies, his voice tinged with bitterness. "You want your nightmares to end? Then embrace the power I’ve bestowed upon you. Begin the campaign to expand my rule. Do so and you will be rewarded with power, more power than you had previously. The power to dominate those you seek.” The voice chuckled darkly, its echoes reverberating through the confines of Tsukishima’s mind before fading into the recesses of his consciousness, leaving Tsukishima alone once more with his thoughts.

Power…” he says, enticed by the thought. The power to avenge his family and to eventually overtake the King himself. He shakes his head for a moment, somewhat startled by the thought. It was yet another caveat of accepting the power the demon king offered and yet, something he was beginning to mind less and less as time went on. With a heavy sigh, Tsukishima rises from the bed, his movements sluggish with exhaustion as he makes his way toward the bathroom. The cool touch of water against his skin offers a momentary relief. Before long, Tsukishima exits the room and steps outside, eager to see what today would bring.

Word Count: 203

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