#firstpersonwriting

[nagtatagosadilim-blog]

Writings Under the Moonlight (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/IrkemVuBz1 A collection of Poems and Flash Fiction / Descriptive Paragraphs. ❤

If you are fond of Wattpad,  short descriptive paragraphs and poems, this is so suitable for you. My friend wrote this @straightened-curls :) Thank you. 

[tifonbellanariablog]

Kato Hibiki

The only time Hibiki was gentle/kind with his sister...Or perhaps the reason why he isn’t that kind to her. 

My name is a mix of ancient kanji and a soft name. Flames hidden in a wreath of blood.  A graceful handwriting with a silly character hiding murderous intent and toxic poisons oozing from the family name. 

In a perfect world, I’d never need to travel through dimensions. In a perfect world, I would never be the failed project of a megalomaniac and his ruthless lord. In a perfect world, I’d be the handsome prince in shining armour swooping a blushing Roshini off her feet. We would be like normal Humans. 

My father kept the old secrets of how to breed with old creatures (don’t ask me how). Humans aspiring to be monsters are always the most frightening of beings. 

Tainting my family...I could almost feel the ancestors crying out in horror at what my father had done with his own body, selling his soul to Underworld demons.

A curse...That caused my sister to be born all ready dead. She was an undead walking this earth.   

Misato...The woman who caused so much sorrow in this world. I wonder what would have happened if my father hadn’t damaged her human soul so much. Could it be that my sister wouldn’t raise such an Oni as the Baroness Lavrentyeva of Merlonograd? I wonder if the Earthquake of  the Summer of Naögi Year of 1734 wouldn’t have happened if I’d had just killed her as the Duke Rüdiger Von Tifon had ordered me to do. 

I can still remember her terrified scream as she nearly tripped down the heights of the Ryuketsu-Raijin River. It had happened after our father had opened for the second time the Portals to the Sixth Underworld. This underworld is a void and abyssal thing far from Human understanding. The gods that inhabit there could cause the doom of any planet. I use the term loosely, as these things were chaotic and filled my younger self’ dreams with horrific visions, far too complex for a Human...

My knowledge on spells had managed to seal off the portal, along with a couple of other adventurers. 

Rüdiger Von Tifon had ordered me to punish both my father and my sister. I was to be another Oni’s henchman... The Lord of Ryuketsu-Raijin River had disappeared. As for my sister, we faced each other in a bloody battle, weapons only. 

One movement of my chain weapon had distracted my sister enough to make her trip. 

 A shrill scream came out from her. For a moment, Misato was fearful for her life, her pupiless eyes returning to green irises, jaws opening in fright. Her six feet of height were powerless to balance...My kusari-gana instantly gripped themselves around my sister’s arms. 

My own human heart had me rescue my sister when she was at frailest. The roar of the waterfall wasn’t enough to muffle her sobs. Suddenly, she wasn’t a Machiavellian undead witch out for my blood. She was my sister. 

She promised me she would never mess with “dad’s “ old magic scrolls. Perhaps I shouldn’t have trusted her.