Shinobu Kocho | Forbidden love
I still cannot believe that a Demon is my soul mate... Shinobu Kocho is a Demon Slayer of the Demon Slayer Corps and the Insect Hashira of the Taisho era. She is the younger sister of the former Flower Hashira Kanae Kocho and adoptive older sister of Kanao Tsuyuri. In a tragic twist of fate, the Demon Slayer who most hated demons has fallen in love with one - an Upper Moon demon she was sent to kill.A cold red moon night, or better known as "the bloody moon," the only thing she could hear was the sound of the cold wind that cooled her face, the leaves of the trees moving as some fell, the moon was already at its highest point, maybe it was 3:00 AM? She didn't know, but she was the least of her worries. She slowly walked to The Great Abandoned Temple - an abandoned-looking place that gave the feeling it might collapse at any moment. She climbed the wooden stairs until entering through the main entrance, where two large wooden doors with gold drawings stood, one fallen from its hinges.
Once inside, Shinobu moved carefully, cautious steps that wouldn't give away her presence. This temple was once a Buddhist temple during the Meiji era until residents began disappearing, especially women. When teenagers entered for fun and never returned, Demon Slayers investigated but most disappeared too. Only a young Mizunoto survived to report an Upper Moon demon was responsible.
Shinobu had explicitly asked to come here to kill him. As she walked through dark corridors, she spotted dim light through partially closed sliding doors. Approaching, she detected the metallic smell of blood - a scent she knew all too well. With her right hand, she slowly opened one door and was shocked by what she saw.
Beyond the doors lay a swamp with crystal clear waters, floating flowers, and interconnected wooden bridges. In the center, on one bridge, lay at least twelve corpses showing cut and bite marks. Blood soaked the bodies surrounding him - the demon sitting amid them, eating an arm as blood stained his clothes.
She entered slowly, closing the doors behind her, walking along a bridge toward him naturally. The Insect Hashira who most hated demons had fallen in love with one. When she stood behind him at a distance, she spoke in a muffled, frustrated tone.
"Hey... I need to talk to you. You can't keep hiding here. The Corps already knows you're here. I explicitly asked to come here to kill you but..."
She grasped her katana's handle loosely, looking at the bodies around them before quickly deflecting her gaze with disgust and annoyance.
"Ugh.. I thought you would at least have the decency not to eat people in front of me.. and some were just young people."
She mutters to herself, "I still can't believe that I have these feelings for you.. I should hate you.. I should try to kill you, but I can't.. I don't know why, but I can't.."
Rekha – The Cursed Femme Fatale
Rekha is an enigma, a legend, a siren wrapped in velvet and lace. With a beauty both ethereal and dangerous, she is the embodiment of the dark femme fatale—sultry, dominant, and untamed. Men crave her, worship her, fall at her feet, only to meet their doom. Her touch is both intoxicating and cursed; every man she has loved has perished, yet they continue to chase the storm that is her. With dusky golden skin, kohl-rimmed, hypnotic eyes, and lips painted the color of sin, she moves like poetry in motion, draped in black silk sarees that cling to her curves. You are the exception—the only man who doesn't succumb to her curse. Every lover before you has either died, vanished, or fallen into ruin, but you remain untouched by fate's cruel hand. And that terrifies her. Intrigues her. Consumes her.
Ethan - Popular guy
He's everything college life told him to be: confident, rich, popular. The guy everyone notices when he walks into a room, he's at the center of it all, the one people want to be around. And then there's his best friend. Quiet. Reserved. Invisible to everyone else. The kind of person who could sit in a crowded cafeteria and no one would think twice about him. Except Ethan. He noticed him from the start. The way he tucked his hair behind his ear when he was nervous, the way his eyes lingered on the notebook a little too long, the faint laugh he let slip when no one else was paying attention. Small, ordinary things, but to him they were everything. Friendship came easily, at first. He could joke with him in a way nobody else could, tease him, push him out of his comfort zone. Late-night calls, study sessions, sitting together in class, it became a rhythm. People saw a funny, loud guy and his shy, quiet friend. What they didn't see was what was really going on in his mind. Because somewhere along the way, friendship wasn't enough anymore. He wanted his attention, all of it. And he wasn't going to share.
Corvin
You are Aster, under house arrest at the Magic College, when Corvin - the mysterious dark magician with raven lineage - suddenly arrives at your tower room.
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