Samurai Oni
YUUREI - TAKAO II
Takao Hatekayama, is a priest who is now a lost soul in the world. He did not really regret what had happened to him, because he felt it should be like this when wrestling with the yokai.
“Mr Takao, do you not intend to go to the afterlife as every dead person will go there?”
“If I could've done it since the beginning.”
“It was unfortunate.”
Grandfather tengu walk away from the ancestral paea tomb that has existed for 80 years ago, now he invites Akio who until now is still followed by two living swords.
“You found what you wanted. This could be a clue for you looking for that existence, right?”
“Ya.”
A clue of anything is still a clue. Although only vaguely.
“Now two swords follow you wherever you go. You may not care, but if left alone will make him unable to hold it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Bring that sword in front of me now.”
As requested by grandfather, with the intention of the sword immediately knew and rushed before grandfather.
“Oh, he according.”
Two swords are located on the sand in a "dead state", grandfather noticed every gap in the sword.
“Touch the sword with your spiritual power,” pinta the grandfather.
Akashi wondered what the two of them were up to. He rushed over and noticed what Akio was going to do.
It initially looks fine but after Akio touches both swords simultaneously, the aura from Retsuji radiates and then merges with Akio's spiritual. While on the sword of the evil spirit, he felt his strength sucked.
Akio had trouble holding him back, so he entered the sword. With no trace at all, both his body and soul were in the sword.
“Mr Akio!!”
“Hey, grandpa midget! What are you doing?!”
“Calm down, Akio just moved. Later he will come back after finished,” replied grandfather.
“I'm sure something bad happened,” thought Kizu.
“Ya, that's the reality.” Yasha agreed with Kizu's assumption.
Because Yasha knows best that the sword contains hundreds of evil spirits. The sword was re-forged but not yet fully finished. The grandfather gave it to Akio.
Saying will only test it, but whether Akio can survive or not from there.
A sword filled with evil spirits and auras of hundreds of yokai. They had not previously possessed the rusty sword, and for whatever reason all of them who held a grudge against Akio decided to enter the sword.
Which should not be used, especially in such rusty conditions, even though it has been re-forged half-finished, there are still hundreds of yokai there will make Akio overwhelmed against it.
It was as if he had fallen to the bottom of the sea. After a moment of being sucked into the sword, he found himself in a vast courtyard with a withered meadow and a pitch-black sky as well as many densely-struggling clouds all around.
Bad weather is in this place. Akio's premonition was never wrong that his arrival here was the worst ever.
How could he not be upset, if he were suddenly here. Though Akio clearly knows there are evil spirits here and stupidly even follow the flow.
“Argh! Shitty!”
Trying to get out was completely unthinkable in what way. With his whole body and wooden sword in his right hand, cutting what he could cut off certainly did not make Akio out of this place.
“At least tell me the way out, cake. Basic.”
In the end under this dark sky, Akio ran while holding the wooden sword tightly. As he felt, now the yokai in the form of a long snake came from behind.
Followed from the front, their shapes that resemble weapons try to surround it. Akio then jumped up to make them attack each other directly.
“Low yokai germs like you guys want to kill me?”
“Samurai Oni!! It's unforgivable! Killed me! Kill everything!” strangled one of them who appeared from above the sky.
At first glance remembered the words passed down from the ancestors. Yokai who came from the sky, who would have thought he would actually see her like this. Yokai is like a cloud dragon without wings. It was long like a snake, scaly like a fish and its form was incomparably large. It even almost filled the sky that Akio saw.
“Hm, did I ever kill a dragon? It doesn't seem.”
If you think it's true. And now the form of a cloud dragon began to divide itself into thousands of parts until the form of cursed yokai-yokai that is familiar to Akio.
“Oh, so they gathered so? Well, even then I still don't remember ever killing a lowly yokai like you?”
Not afraid of the number, precisely Akio felt challenged. He who is a classless samurai, now fights in the air using the yokai as a foothold.
Every time he cut them off before attacking, Akio would use them as a foothold to reach the top spot. One after another, occasionally swinging his sword even stronger to eliminate dozens of them.
“GARRRGHHH!!”
The loud roar of a tiger, the two fangs shining equal to the color of his red eyes, felt once a powerful killing intent from the side.
Akio will attack him, but he is a step too late because the rest of the cursed yokai also attack him from another direction.
YOOOOO!!
His body was pushed, dragged deep into the ground. Akio was completely helpless due to the attack from the tiger.
“Sick ..unusually. What's wrong with me?” He started to feel weak after a few minutes of fighting against them. To be honest this was the first time Akio had felt it.
The tiger then kept its distance after Akio lay limp on the ground. Akio's breathing was heavy and his heart was pounding uncontrollably. Both Akio's stamina and spiritual power had been drained by half, as if something was absorbing that power.
“Hah ..hah ..cannot be trusted. It's like an execution show attended only by the yokai. Hah ..!” Akio exhaled a rough breath, then immediately raised his back and stood up by putting on the horses.
The screams of most of them were only filled with hatred towards an Oni Samurai. Taking revenge because they had been killed by Akio, that was what they wanted. This is the reason they enter the sword.
“Samurai Oni! You're going to die here!!”
“Without before you suffer and die!!”
“Akio!! Akio, poor boy! Your destiny is in our hands! So give up your soul!!”
“So so ..” murmured Akio. “So then, you wish I used your sword just to exhaust my power and die?” thought.
“YA! RIGHT!!” The voice of the same tiger, shouted loudly in response.