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>>3861387
>>Keep listening. (“Interesting…”)

You slow your steps as to listen to the rumors. They are too incredible for your tastes, especially since some actually do call them “humans” despite the descriptions given matching more a youkai mold than a human one. You’ve heard of priests and onmyoji capable of bending youkai and nature to their will and thus attaining their powers-But never to this extend. The tales of their strength and viciousness were plentiful, and even more the plethora of weapons they wielded which could only be described as [Natural Disasters], objects the farmers swore were handed to them by the gods themselves. Their lips were loose enough as to even hear where they were supposedly seen last, all you needed to know as you resumed your leave.

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Several hours after your departure from the goddess’ territory and into the wilderness, you felt it. A powerful shake trembled the forest, and while you managed to maintain a semblance of composure, Ayame was already with her butt on the ground. You disregarded whatever that was, and continued on your path. That is, until you heard battle cries belonging to humans not even half an hour after the tremors, the sound of battle following after. Were they at war? You were clearly annoyed by the human’s antics, but another sound confused you. Quick, short and with little intervals, like small explosions happening consecutively, only to be finished by the booming sound of a bomb.

“These humans, already killing each other. Don’t they have anything better to do?” Understandably, Ayame was annoyed as well. Both of your steps never halting despite being so close to the battlefield. What could humans even do to you, after all?

“Oi, Mister youkai!”

A voice greeted you from behind the thick fauna, the ruffling of plants soon parting to give way for a human with a very lax way of walking, or portraying himself. White clothing with grey armor atop of it, blue wave/plant like decoration painted upon the metal held only by a shoulder pad and a belt. His features were not exactly remarkable, the face you could place on a regular villager-If it were not for that cross painted on his forehead. No, perhaps the thing that draw your eyes was the sword he held behind his back-As big as himself, even. It honestly looked closer to an oversized knife than a sword, considering its thickness and the relation between the grip and the overall size of the blade.

“Ah, were you drawn by the blood in the air, Mister Youkai? That’s no good, my friends are fighting right now! If you intervene now it will make our work even harder!” The man smiled cheerfully, his guard lowered as if he saw you not as a threat. “So how about you leave now and return…maybe after a couple of hours? I’m sure a big guy like you will find better prey somewhere else, how about it?”

>Fight (“You are pissing me off, child…!”)
>Leave (“What an annoying human…!”)

>>3861387
>Leave (“What an annoying human…!”)

>>3861390
>Leave (“What an annoying human…!”)
No katana, no buy

>>3861390
>>3861387
While my Quest ain't exactly popular, I'll get a tripcode just in case.

>>3861499
>>3861421
>Leave (“What an annoying human…!”)

Not only do you not care about whatever humans are killing each other for, but you are not really in the mood to mingle with humans. So you simply turn your back around, Ayame visibly surprised at your quick compliance.

“Eh? Are you gonna let this hu-”

“I have no care for their meaningless trifles, Ayame, there are more pressing matters at stake than toying around with mere humans. But,” You turn your head to give that human one last warning. “Next time, you better watch that mouth of yours, insect.”

“Ah, sorry sorry! I’ll have it in mind!” The man smiled a bright, cheerful smile as he waved a hand. “Thank you!” Followed by giving you a courteous bow. You were unsure if he was being serious or not.

>Confront the human (“…You dare disrespect me?”)
>Return to the Water Goddess Temple (“Should’ve done something else…?”)
>Go straight to the bear’s cave (“I wonder if…”)
> Go to Hikaru Village (“Those shinobi...”)
>Go to the Wolf Tribe Mountains (“Ayame’s clan…”. ) (Scent: Thin)
>Return to the rain-scented mountain. (“Could there be anything there…”) (Scent: Thin)
>Talk to Ayame (“Listen, woman…” Write-in)
>Check Inventory (“What do I have in me…?”)
>Check Map (“Let’s fly, MokuMoku…”)

>>3862041
>Return to the rain-scented mountain. (“Could there be anything there…”) (Scent: Thin)
Would choosing MokuMoku give us more destinations?

>>3862049
Maybe.

>>3862041
>>3862049
Change to
>Check Map (“Let’s fly, MokuMoku…”)

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>>3862378
“Ayame, grab my shoulder piece. Don’t let go of it.”

You ordered Ayame who looked at MokuMoku in utter confusion, but she decided to do as she was told.

“Well, it IS soft, but why do you want me to-AHHH!”

And without warning you took to the skies until your friend-accessory reached its limit, extending once more to give both you and Ayame a place where to rest your feet.

“Eh? Eh? You could fly?”

“…Not for long.”

You could place yourself on the map you took from the humans in your last trip to their lands, and found yourself in Hōki Province. Not bad, you had not traveled far from your starting point but at the same time you had not spent your time in vain. Your eyes pick out something in the distance, smoke-It was coming from the Oki island, taking a few moments for you to pick out a strong youkai presence in that place.

>Land (“Let’s go, my old friend…”)
>Ignore (“I doubt it’s worth the effort…”)

And I forget the tripcode AND name, fml

>>3863653
>>Land (“Let’s go, my old friend…”)

>>3863653
>Land (“Let’s go, my old friend…”)

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>>3863758
>>3863684
“Hold tight.”

You order your servant as you begin to glide towards this mysterious island. MokuMoku manages to impress you by its willingness to ensure that your feet never touch anything other than land, as you could feel it in its consumption of your youki. You feel something strange as you descend, the remaining energy of what could be described as a barrier-It has been broken in not long ago and while you feel a slight stinginess upon your descent there is no other problem that could prevent your landing. Soon enough, both you and Ayame set foot upon one of the cliffs of said island, but what greets you is something you could only consider as a “tasteless joke”.

The sight of a human fleeing with a wounded child between her arms shouldn’t cause that kind of response on you, but upon discovering the mixture of scents in the newborn, you frown. Memories flood back, the day in which your father betrayed you and your mother, while at the time you didn’t understand the significance of the newborn in his arms, now as an adult you now know how truly weak and feeble your father was, how easy it was for his heart to be dissuaded. He died protecting the one he truly loved.

“Gyahahaha!”

The woman carrying her child stopped when she saw you, tripping and landing on her shoulder, protecting her injured spawn from the brunt of the fall. You saw who she was running away from-The smell of tiger, not exactly pleasant but a welcoming one seeing what the alternative was. He was tall for most youkai, but nowhere near you, having a white and black pattern in both hair and armor and wielding a strange cylindrical weapon holed at one of its ends.

“Hey, newcomer! You here for the all-you-can-eat buffet too? Sorry, I saw those two first.”

The youkai takes the woman by her neck and lifts her, both aberrations began to cry, asking for mercy, the mother hugging her child even tighter as she tries to bargain to let her spawn go.

>Mind of Steel (“To take the life of a child is…”)
>Allow their death (“Heretics pay for their heresy with their blood…”)

>>3863943
>>Mind of Steel (“To take the life of a child is…”)

>>3863943
>Allow their death (“Heretics pay for their heresy with their blood…”)

>>3863943
I dont really care about the woman but
>Mind of Steel (“To take the life of a child is…”)
I already don't like this guy. Plus he has some interesting thing in his forehead.

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Rolled 93 (1d120)

>>3864419
>>3863963

You grip your weapon and quickly unsheathe it as you aim an arc at the youkai’s neck, your speed easily closing the gap between the two of you in the blink of an eye. His own speed surprises you as he vanishes out of your sight, letting go of the woman and her spawn. Your instincts have your arm block at your right side and lo and behold, your blade clashes with his claws, these being at mere inches from wounding your body. His speed was incredible, you hated to admit it, but now that he had revealed his ace you could prepare some countermeasures. The enemy jumps out of the way of another slash, taking some distance away from you.

“Oh? Don’t tell me you are one of those bleeding heart youkai who can’t help but be the hero of justice?” The tiger places his hand upon his own neck, cracking sounds leaving every time he moves his head from side to side. “Oh well, I was getting bored of cleaning the land off these deviants. I am Jura of the Four War Gods, see if you can keep up with me, dog.”

Jura attacks!
Youki: 300
Def: 30

What to do?
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
>Flee (1d80)

>>3864534
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
Not really. he just brought up bad memories and is overall annoying.

>>3865109
Support

Rolled 81 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3865109
What? If you're using memories as an excuse, then you should have let him kill them.
>>3864534
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
Try to end it in one stroke to the head.

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Rolled 20 (1d120)

>>3865109
>>3865249

And once more he displayed his leaping ability by taking in to the air, mere instants taking him far into the skies. His cannon aimed at you, a thunderous blast emerging from it-A sense of dejavu, even. Ayame quickly wraps her arms around the human as she jumps away, while you give chase to the enemy above you. Your cursed katana bellowed for blood, as if it grew hungrier the more you swung it, a dark miasma surrounding the blade as it felt your own bloodlust. But upon reaching him, another slash was countered by the cannon, the large piece of metal being used to parry your attack.

“Fool!”

Jura let out a warcry as he spun his body, showing you his back as one leg was thrown towards your head, the sole of his feet aimed at your temple. But your right hand manages to grasp him by his ankle, the sheer pressure applied to his bones making some satisfying sounds. Your arm tightened as you turned around, using your own momentum to launch the foolish warrior back to the ground. A cloud of smoke emerges upon impact, a small crater forming around him. But you were not letting him go, as you follow by landing square on the mouth of his stomach, making him recoil in pain yet unable to make any sound bare a wimpy cough.

“I believe there’s been a misunderstanding, I care not about that human.” You speak as you take your right foot off his body in order to get some balance, while your left applies pressure upon the affected area, while you point your sword at his neck. “You simply piss me off, worm.”

But you find yourself jumping out of the way of the cannon’s body, had you been off for a few milliseconds no doubt you’d have been sent flying away.

“Oh? Those are some fighting words for a child, I like it!”

The tiger youkai was not threatened by your reasoning, in fact it was as if he understood you completely

“Good thing you aren’t a pushover, I like my meat with a bit of bite on it!”

Jura circled you with tremendous speed, making after-images comparable to yours. His cannon pointed at you, Ayame and the human.


Jura attacks!
Youki: 219
Def: 30

What to do?
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
>Flee (1d80)

Rolled 97 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3865473
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
Dodge the cannon, cut the arm holding it.

Rolled 29 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3865473
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))

>>3865486
This. Gimme that cannon bitch.

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Rolled 27 + 20 (1d150 + 20)

>>3865486
>>3865551

Your eyes turned crimson, your grip on your sword tightened as you backed your arm, your armed hand reaching near your face. His first attack came straight at you, and you answered. Your right foot smacking the ground before throwing you towards Jura, an instant becoming seconds, seconds becoming minutes, as you plunge towards your opponent, letting your anger guide your sword as you unleashed a single swing-The sheer anger and youki from both you and the cursed sword quite literally SPLITTING the thunder without losing any momentum, the metal part never in contact but rather, the thick energy emanating from it enough to part the electrical attack.

Jura, however, never intended to only use his cannon. His other arm retreated to his back, pulling out a long knife, ready to intercept your katana-That being the plan, had a certain redhead not thrown an upperkick on his hand, disarming him and breaking his guard, effectively rendering him at your mercy-Something you truly didn’t have for him. In the blink of an eye, you severed his arm as you pushed forward, stabbing him on his shoulder as you took advantage of your open swing to punch the tip against him, all the while Ayame used her own momentum to throw a devastating haymaker straight on his kisser, several fangs being sent flying as her knuckles makes work of his features, twisting his nose and lips alike.

“Gueh-he!”

The youkai takes a few steps backs as you retreat your blade, while Ayame wants to give him no time to time to rest, twisting her body to finish her work on his face with an enzuigiri. Alas, he was not done in yet, his remaining arm blocking the kick as he takes in some space away from you. Still, he had lost quite the advantage, and if he tried to go for his cannon he might not have the versatility to take on you.

“Gahahaha! Oh I took you for granted, my bad my bad! Well, let me apologize for that…”
The tiger smiled as a wave of youki began to flow through his body, his muscles exploding in size in rapid succession, his armor not being able to keep up with it. Soon enough, a giant stared down at you, wearing only but the tattered pants that somehow survived the sudden expansion. A powerful roar emerged from his maws, shaking the earth, as he threw a devastating fists towards you, the sheer size of those knuckles able to quite literally punch your entire frame.

Jura attacks!
Youki: 122
Def: 30

What to do?
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
>Flee (1d80)

>>3865918
That was supposed to be a -20 so in reality he rolled a 7, go at him boys.

Rolled 55 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3865918
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
Use the sword and finish it in style

Rolled 76 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3865929
yes

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>>3865929
>>3866318

You weave out of the way of the fist, the ground quaking and cracking behind you but your legs are too fast for the destruction to bother your footing. Your katana at the ready, you plunge towards one of his feet, a quick slash rendering tendons had the giant going onto a knee. Now with his back closer to you, you climb from his rear all the way to his nape, your sword carving away at his flesh, your creativity being the limit, as once you reach his neck his back was but one big, bloody mess.

“GOEEEHH!”

An arm attempts to swat you off, but you somersault out of the way, your blade pointed downwards against his abused back, stabbing till your hilt was covered in blood, slowly sliding off till your feet touch the ground. At that moment, the beast had just became that: Nothing but a mindless creature that began to throw his limbs at you, even the stump that was once his arm, head-butting the ground, stomping the ground, anything to try and get you.
The desperation was palpable.

Jura attacks!
Youki: 46
Def: 30

What to do?
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
>Flee (1d80)

Rolled 82 (1d150)

-20 for arm loss

Rolled 35 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3866359
Take his other arm

Rolled 48 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3866359
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
Decapitation. Put it put of its misery.

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>>3866553
>>3866378

In the blink of an eye, you disappear. The beast continued to crash any limb and body part against the ground, caring little if he actually caught something, all the while Ayame stared at your figure atop his neck. Your feet slowly carry you to the side, and you fall off him, the shining of something draws a line against your figure and the head of the beast. Your katana sheathed, you walk towards your servant-The tiger youkai slowly rising at the same that his head falls to the ground, the headless beast walking at random at first before one misstep takes the whole thing off a cliff.

You walk to the head-Now a size closer to a human’s, and you see a few fangs scattered all over the place. You take those fangs.

[Youkai Fangs x5] Acquired

“Ayame, we are go-”

But before you could even articulate another word, you feel hands against your sleeve. You lowered your guard, you thought she wouldn’t try anything funny but it seems that you have underestimated either her bravery-or stupidity.

“Sir, please! You have to help u-!”

“UNHAND ME, WENCH!”

But that doesn’t make up for the fact that she spawned an abomination, you take her hand off your arm and proceed to imprint the back of your hand against her cheek. Your eyes turned blood-red as your utter disgust is nothing but apparent, but as fast as that storm came, it left your body. Your features calming down as Ayame looks at the human now on the floor, the young child at her side, hissing as it tries to protect her. You give it no more attention than it needs as you leave. Your eyes catch the cannon of the tiger, and upon further inspection you find a name scratched at its side.

“…Seiten.”

One of your father’s men, you don’t recall much, but you feel like he had requested your help for some kind of headhunting mission. Well, not that it matters anymore considering in whose hands it ended up. If he was killed by this low level threat, then perhaps your father overestimated his abilities. Still, to take the life of who should’ve been your subordinate is…

“Unforgivable.”

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Rolled 84 (1d130)

You walk among the foliage alongside Ayame, the thick flora sliced with your blade. The reason you took this particular part was the sound of metal clashing against metal, the feeling of spiritual energy on the air, and the heat and sound of fire not far from you. It soon takes you to a clearing where a priestess and a phoenix youkai exchange blows. Fire dances around in a circle, surrounding both, while taking in the shape of birds or as a hurricane that the priestess dodges or attempts to block with her own magic.

“Ara ara!”

The male that had been busy with the miko stops. Crimson head, an armor that resembles that of a priest with feathers covering his shoulders. His beauty almost convinced you it was a female – An old lady, but still - until he opened his mouth.

“What’s this? Jura’s youki totally disappeared not long after you came into this island. Why, I’m quite impressed that there are youkai of this caliber in this era…”

The priestess holds her sword as she takes a step back, panting as if her life was but one breath away. It was clear she was not in the best of shapes, her resolve only broken from time to time as she gives your figure an inquisitive glare before returning to the phoenix youkai.

“To remember the youkai who took one of us, I implore you give me your name!”

“…Sesshomaru.”

“Delightful, then allow me to carve that name with your blood. Oh don’t mind this lowly human! Think of her as the…appetitive.”

The human attempted to slash at the phoenix with a sword charged with a lot of spiritual energy, but the demon simply out-stepped her blade, holding the back of her head with a hand and dragging her towards his lifting knee. Well, not that her blood made much of a stain on his pants, but she wasn’t exactly standing up-More like writhing on the ground in an attempt to get back on her feet.

“Now where was I? Oh! I am Kyōra of the Four War Gods, how unfortunate of you to incur the wrath of the divine.”

Kyōra attacks!
Youki: 450
Def: 10

What to do?
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
>Flee (1d80)

>>3869701
Sorry for taking so long, had exams and after that I was really off the mood to write.

>>3869701
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
Fucking uh. Hes got the fire motif going on. Would snacking him with the vc water or do anything?

Rolled 35 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3869701
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
Meet him headlong, feint, then cut his wings as he passes by. If he doesn't have wings then just aim for the spine.

Rolled 9 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3869988
Fuck it I guess I can support this.

>>3870370
Fuck. Maybe I should switch to your vote?

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Rolled 27 (1d130)

>>3870370
>>3869988

You put a hand on Mokumoku and search for any item that might be of help.

Equippables:
Heritage Armor (E) (Sesshomaru)
Silver Wolf Tribe armor (E) (Ayame)
Kimonox1 (U)
Animal Mask x2 (U)

Weapons:
Cursed Katana (+20 Atk)

Consumables:
>Small Gourd of Sake x1
>Water Ore x1

The only items with that description are the Small Gourd of Sake which is basically pouring fuel into the flames, and the Water Ore that while technically youkai-infested water, to put it in blunt terms, the small mass won’t do much other than maybe be a minor nuisance if used as a blunt weapon before evaporating. You take your hand off MokuMoku.

You march forward, your hand grasping the grip but not taking your katana off the sheath yet. Once you are near the open-guarded phoenix, you try to swing at his shoulder as you were to make it a two-part attack, incapacitating one arm and then going for the spine. That is, had it not been for the youkai tapping against the floor with his staff at the same time that a small fire tornado engulfed your form.

“Ara? I thought that’d be enough.” The priest-like bird said as he once more evaded your blade, your figure emerging from his flames as you attempt to draw a line with your cursed katana. “Then again, underestimating one’s opponent is perhaps the reason Jura died.”

His staff blocks one of your attacks as his leg goes to your chest, kicking you away from the firey male, gaining once enough distance to continue his mid-range barrage. One swing from his fan created several bird-shaped fireballs that surrounded his form.

“Then again that doesn’t mean you can’t serve as my entertainment for today, boy.”

And with an unknown command, his creations were launched. An army quickly created with one swing, and their numbers swelling with every use of that strange weapon. So easily the youkai manipulated the flames, that creating a wall of these strange apparitions launched without mercy towards you could didn’t seem to bother him at all.
Kyōra attacks!
Youki: 450
Def: 10

Sesshomaru’s Wounds: 1/8

What to do?
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
>Flee (1d80)

Rolled 79 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3871055
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
Go agility go! Dodge and slice!

>>3871061
Was meant to reply to
>>3871059

Rolled 82 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3871059
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
Can we eat him afterwards, or is canabalism looked down upon among yokai?

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Rolled 101 (1d130)

>>3871061
>>3871560
I'm pretty sure cannibalism is just part of the course for a lot of youkai so-

You weaved away from the blasts as you attempted to close the distance between the two of you. Your empty hand releasing the whip, a turn of your wrist making it come to life as it sought the projectiles, destroying them once you got too close and their rate of summoning increased.

“Gahaha, good!” The male praised as a raised staff blocked your blade, his own steps getting him away from the touch of your whip. “I don’t think thi-” You cut him short by giving him a well-needed headbutt, stunning him for enough time to once more lash with your whip, several lines of neon green cutting through his armor and flesh-A surge of blood coming out of the affected areas. “Guh!”

But your whip was somehow reflected by the fan, a hurricane of fire following suit. The cavern of ember easily surpassing your height, like a worm about to engulf your figure.

Kyōra attacks!
Youki: 348
Def: 10

Sesshomaru’s Wounds: 1/8

What to do?
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
>Flee (1d80)

Rolled 34 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3872487
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
Target the limb holding the fan. Hope the dice pull through.

Rolled 65 + 50 (1d100 + 50)

>>3872487
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)

>>3872878
Nice

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Rolled 88 (1d130)

>>3872878

You sheathe your weapon, but not out of resignation nor defeat. Your hand hovering over the grip as you prepare to counter-attack, but one thing the phoenix youkai didn’t account for was the fact that there were two of you. Thus, that soft and feminine face almost got smacked by a kick from Ayame had it not been for his fast reflexes that alerted of her presence, rising his staff to the encounter and blocking her shin from reaching him any further. Of course, this ended up weakening his focus and by extension, his magic long enough for a single, powerful swing to create a wind current strong enough to blow the fires away.

The gap that separated you from Kyora was eliminated in an instant while the fire “deity” fought back against Ayame’s barrage of kicks and punches that while something he’d probably be able to deflect, became much harder the moment you stepped it. Your blade and her fists giving him no option but to back away further and further.

“Away with this foolishness!” Kyora screamed in clear annoyance as he took to the air, being maintained there by crimson wings that suddenly sprouted from his back. “You DARE try and toy with a god, mortal!?”

“God? What a tasteless joke, plebeian.”

“You say that, but aren’t you running away from us!?”

Your words and Ayame’s respectively only furthered his wrath as the fires grew bigger around you both, the forest soon turning into an inferno.

“Oh? So be it, I shall engulf you in my own inferno!”

The Fan was waved several times as if the wielder attempted to create a storm with it, and the flames bellow him followed suit. The trees suddenly began to share their flames as blasts emerged from them. Be it small embers, fireballs or outright bodies of fires attempting to engulf you two. Ayame quickly dashed to the downed human, carrying her in a bridal manner as she attempted her best to evade the flames.

What to do?
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
>Flee (1d80)

>>3874241

Kyōra attacks!
Youki: 348
Def: 10

Sesshomaru’s Wounds: 1/8

Rolled 44 + 50 (1d100 + 50)

>>3874241
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
Something something comment on his femininity and how many dicks he had to suck to get that fan.

Rolled 29 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3874241
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
Offense is best defense

>>3874766
>>3874885
Eh, we got six more tries.

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Rolled 95 (1d130)

>>3874766
And yet, despite the flames that attempted to burn your figure and the threats of hell that had come from the “god’s words”, you stood without moving a single inch. The moment those dancing embers attempted to touch you, your sheer youki was enough to block them, as if by sheer willpower these were unable to grasp you.

“Gyahahaha! How unsightly, this gross god actually thinks he stands a chance.” You were not amused by Ayame’s sudden provocations, but you allowed it considering how easy it was to rile up the phoenix. “So unmanly, at the very least please try and properly convey threats that make more sense-Even if they come from a lesser male who must don female fixtures to replace his lack of self-esteem.”

“You vixen! You believe those words will go unpunished!?” And the mountain came to Buddah. Rushing from the heavens to the earth, the phoenix attempted a strike with his fan to the wolf that still carried the young lady-Out to prevent the fact that she might turn into ashes without proper care. “You don filthy rags and smell like wet dog, yet you dare think you can out-speak your god!?”

“Sure beats being a stuck-up brat.”

The man was livid in both his expression as well as his way of carrying himself, now focusing entirely on Ayame while leaving his back exposed to you. An opportunity you will take.

Bonus Buff: [Damage Doubled]

Kyōra attacks!
Youki: 348
Def: 10

Sesshomaru’s Wounds: 1/8

What to do?
>Attack (Write-in + 1d100+10(Ayame)+20 (Weapon))
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
>Item (“Do I have something in me…?”)
>Flee (1d80)

Rolled 69 + 50 (1d100 + 50)

>>3877493
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)
I'm enjoying fucking with his.
>0 damage bitch

Rolled 74 + 50 (1d100 + 50)

>>3877493
>Defend (1d100+20+10 (Ayame) + 20 (Weapon) to block/evade)

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>>3877732
>>3877867
There was nary flame nor staff that could harm you, as both you and Ayama proved to be much faster and flexible than the male in red, with the wolf youkai often disregarding his appearance and style and spouting polite insults that hurt more than outright offenses. Even his flames began to focus more on the female, giving you ample time to slip out of harms ways and use your own youki to diffuse his attacks.

“Are you…mocking me!?”

And yet despite his previous claims of godhood, despite the many times in which he summoned dragons of flare and giant blasts, it was no use against your combined might, being closer to adults playing with children than a proper fight.

“You’ve seen the difference between us.” You spoke as you landed upon a random boulder, giving you a height advantage over the fire user that, while unimportant battle-wise, it showcased a form of warning and statement of both of your “place”. You being above him in more ways than one. “Retreat, and your head will remain between your shoulders. Or will you commit the same mistake as your friend, Jura?”

The phoenix was pissed beyond belief, but instead of chasing after you, he displayed his wings once more. Taking to the skies, instead of attempting something foolish as to try and blast you again, he shouted.

“Very well, you’ve proved your worth. I shall not pursue further, but know that by defending these lands you’ve already become enemies with the heavens.”

And so he retreated, soaring the skies, away from any further confrontation. Taking the flames off was as easy as releasing your youki in a wide area-You both now surrounded by burnt trees and a scorched land, taking but a few steps to return to green pasture. It seems the flames were truly concentrated on you, as the burnt area made for a perfect circle. In Ayame’s arms, the maiden still laid unconscious, and your servant was unsure what to do with her, but followed behind you. It’s not like she was encumbered by her weight.

Your steps took you to a ravaged village, burnt wood littered all over the place barely resembled any form of civilization your nose picking out the scent of human and youkai alike before your eyes gazed upon them. A combination of both, tending to each other’s wounds and showcasing comradership that only served to annoy you even further. Perhaps you should’ve just allowed those two to raze this place.

“Oh, it’s lady Kanade!”

Of course, bringing them a human would attract their attention, especially if it was someone important. You did witness her holding off a youkai that should’ve been much stronger for some random priestess to deal with. Ergo, you really didn’t want to stay in this place for any longer.

“Leave the human here, Ayame. We are done here.”

You ordered as she placed the woman on the ground, you were already stepping into the thick foliage until you heard a familiar voice behind you.

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>>3881759
“Lord Sesshomaru, is that you!?”

One of your father’s soldiers was here, the marking in his face and arms resembling your father’s symbol.

“Please, wait! You saved her, didn’t you? I simply…I humbly request for you to listen to me.”

What to do?
>Listen to the man (“Why is he here…”)
>Go to the charred land (“Did I miss something there?”)
>Leave (“I’ve had enough of this place”)

>>3881760
>Listen to the man (“Why is he here…”)
If he asks us to protect the humans I swear....

>>3881760
>Listen to the man (“Why is he here…”)

>>3881760
>Listen to the man (“Why is he here…”)
Did we get the cannon back from the corpse of that one man? I really think we should find the time to go back and get that cannon. Maybe even find some other things to take off the body?

>>3881760
>>Listen to the man (“Why is he here…”)

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>>3881857
>>3883611
>>3883877
>>3885367

“…Very well.”He was one of your old man’s retainers, so he was bound to carry with him some valuable knowledge. “I will listen, but make It quick.”

“Thank you, my lord.” A bowing gesture was given to you. “While I wish to express my gratitude towards your aid, I believe going straight to the point would be better. On the day you were attacked, I managed to flee-With one of your father’s treasures. Now, if you would be so kind as to follow me.”

You walk through the devastated village, the eyes of the villagers filled with despair as they tried their best to patch their wounded, and mourn their dead. None staring, none even caring about your existence, as if sorrow had swallowed them all. The smell of blood rather annoying, as it reminds you of your own half-brother. Soon enough you arrive at one of the few houses that was still standing, if not barely.

“What is the significance of this island?” Half-breeds were supposed to be rare, but this place was filled to the brim with them. How could this place evade you? The servant stopped in his tracks for a moment, but soon resumed his search through the debris.

“This was a sanctuary created for those who had conquered the barrier between species, a place where they could let bonds blossom. For that purpose, a generation of priestess have sworn to protect this place through the use of a special item-Although every fifty years, it weakens. This…is the first time an attack of this scale happens.”

Finally, his expression changes as his hands manage to grasp something, putting it out off the mountain of burnt wood-It was covered in black, burnt cloth, but you could already tell what it was. You scoffed, no matter where you run, it seems that blade is destined to follow you. Yes, the most useless of swords you’ve wielded.

“My lord, the blade your father entrusted upon you: The Tenseiga”

Still, to have such a valuable sword in this wasteland, as much as you hated it allowing pariah like these to wield it didn’t mesh well with you. Thus you take the katana…and quickly place it upon your waist.

[Obtained: Tenseiga]

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>>3885796

“…Aren’t you going to-?”

“No need, and if this is all then I-”

“Thank you, thank you for saving us all…”

As you turn around, you find the patched priestess somehow standing close to you-Less because of her stealth, and more because of her overall condition, her kimono in tatters but the bandages applied upon her covering enough.

“Had you not stopped Kyora and Jura, everyone would’ve…Yes, I wish to thank you, but this will not be enough.” You lift your head, looking down upon the human. They had the gall to request more from you? “I don’t know how, but usually every fifty years only but a few mindless youkai attack our village which we can dispatch in a timely manner-But now, now we got assaulted by four almost-godlike entities”

“Wait, four?” Ayame chimmed in. “We could only managed to beat two-With the last one running away. Then where are the-?”

“I sealed the two other, but I fear what might happen in fifty years when the seals weakens or worse! That’s why I request you-”

“Let’s go Ayame, we are done here.”

The priestess’ eyes widened at the realization as you began to walk away, Ayame unsure as to what to do next but finally running up to catch up to you.

“Lord! Your father…Your father would’ve never abandoned them!”

And yet his words never catch up to you. The people in here were sinners, they had broken a taboo and this was merely divine judgment. You had no mercy for their kind, and in other times you would’ve held upon your resolve and never again step into this place. And yet you wonder why you didn’t take another step when you felt her fingers grasping upon your sleeve, her pained expression as she tried her best to run up to you, the strength between those slender digits barely registered, but enough to give her the time she needed. That display of foolish bravado, her reward was mere minutes of his attention and if you did not like what you hear…

“If you…if treasures are what you seek…then I shall give it to you. If you are to defeat Kyora and the ones sealed in the cauldron, I promise I shall gift you a most magnificent treasure. So please, reconsider.”

“…Interesting, is this a bribe?” The priestess was shocked at first, but finally nodded. She really didn’t care about her life. “…Every fifty years this place will be locked. If I ever care enough about said reward…”

“I will have the cauldron accept you, so you will always be welcomed. I know this is foolish from me but at this point,” Her head turned to the remains of the village. “This is all I can-Eh?” But once she returned her gaze, nothing.

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>>3885800
You find the corpse of the tiger youkai once more, but there was nothing worth collecting off his cadaver. You move towards the cannon and check it on-It was completely busted bare two objects.

[Obtained: Golden Gear x2]

You stand in one of the many cliffs of the island, the sunset bathing the place in an orange hue. Ayame yawns before placing both of her hands behind her head.

What to do?

>Return to Horajimi Village
>Return to the Water Goddess Temple (“Should’ve done something else…?”)
>Go straight to the bear’s cave (“I wonder if…”) (Scent: Thin)
> Go to Hikaru Village (“Those shinobi...”)
>Go to the Wolf Tribe Mountains (“Ayame’s clan…”. ) (Scent: Thin)
>Return to the rain-scented mountain. (“Could there be anything there…”) (Scent: Thin)
>Talk to Ayame (“Listen, woman…” Write-in)
>Check Inventory (“What do I have in me…?”)
>Check Map (“Let’s fly, MokuMoku…”)

>>3885803
> Go to Hikaru Village (“Those shinobi...”)
Sanctuary cities REEEEEEEEEE
Meh, the problem will eventually take care of itself

>>3885803
>Return to Horajimi Village
But i want to keep the cannon's remains, at least drop them off with out father's living retainer. he might be resourceful enough to figure out what can be done for it if any. I would also kil to kill those two dudes still trapped. After we heal of course.

On another note, would our Father's retainer or the priestess have any clue on what we should do with the gears or the ore?

>>3885803
>Check Inventory (“What do I have in me…?”)
So what's up with the sword?

>>3885803
>Return to Horajimi Village
they're a bunch of degenerates, but it's hard to turn down shiny gubbins

>>3886421
What shiny gubbins? We already took the sword.

>>3886433
That priestess offered more stuff.