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Lewi
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Original poster
It was a dark night. Pouring the rain. Thunder, lightning, the whole
nine yards. People had retreated into their houses for the night, and
the animals retreated into their dens. Except one.
Sachi was a young half demon who was running for dear life through
the down pour that haunted the human realm tonight. She broke her way
in a not so silent manner through the brush, trees, and creeks that
ran through the forest floor. She stumbled clumsily here and there
until, BOOM, she made contact with the ground her leg now bleeding.
She gave a loud yelp. The rock she'd tripped on had cut her leg.
Sachi was a beautiful young half demon. She wore a black kimono with
red pattens like dragons all over it. Though sprouting out the back of
the now mud covered dress was her tail, white with black tiger stripes
with a silver bell tied in place by a black ribbon, and the ears on
top of her head to match. Her eyes were a bright lavendar, and her
hair was a solid white. She rose to about 5'4 and was petite with
curves that suited her greatly. Her breasts were larger than average
and complimented her figure. She bore scars all over her body that
came straight from the one she called master.
This master. The one she was trying to escape. The one she never
wanted in the first place. Surprisingly, she wasn't one of the capitol in Avalon's
minions made by them, for them. She was an actual person, born
completely seperate of the scum. They had saved her life one day, though
unintentionally, but the mages felt exceptionally malicious so they put a curse
on her, the curse of obedience, and forced her to be a slave. This
was marked by the bell on her tail. The bell that could only be
removed by a person who loved her for who she was. Cliche, but it was
the deal breaker. Years passed and she escaped. Now running from her
masters. An unfortunate turn of events. Now she lay on the forest floor a council after her as well as demon slayers in this world.
nine yards. People had retreated into their houses for the night, and
the animals retreated into their dens. Except one.
Sachi was a young half demon who was running for dear life through
the down pour that haunted the human realm tonight. She broke her way
in a not so silent manner through the brush, trees, and creeks that
ran through the forest floor. She stumbled clumsily here and there
until, BOOM, she made contact with the ground her leg now bleeding.
She gave a loud yelp. The rock she'd tripped on had cut her leg.
Sachi was a beautiful young half demon. She wore a black kimono with
red pattens like dragons all over it. Though sprouting out the back of
the now mud covered dress was her tail, white with black tiger stripes
with a silver bell tied in place by a black ribbon, and the ears on
top of her head to match. Her eyes were a bright lavendar, and her
hair was a solid white. She rose to about 5'4 and was petite with
curves that suited her greatly. Her breasts were larger than average
and complimented her figure. She bore scars all over her body that
came straight from the one she called master.
This master. The one she was trying to escape. The one she never
wanted in the first place. Surprisingly, she wasn't one of the capitol in Avalon's
minions made by them, for them. She was an actual person, born
completely seperate of the scum. They had saved her life one day, though
unintentionally, but the mages felt exceptionally malicious so they put a curse
on her, the curse of obedience, and forced her to be a slave. This
was marked by the bell on her tail. The bell that could only be
removed by a person who loved her for who she was. Cliche, but it was
the deal breaker. Years passed and she escaped. Now running from her
masters. An unfortunate turn of events. Now she lay on the forest floor a council after her as well as demon slayers in this world.