Samurai Oni
ONRYOU I

Akio's spiritual power slowly dissipated, bit by bit and it overwhelmed him to fight those who were endless.

Each of the yokai has a different form as well as its strength. An existence that reflected the outcome of the mortal world was truly very similar.

The Yokai that counted hundreds is now growing more and more. The number of times Akio swung the sword, they never stopped diminishing instead increasing.

“Hahaha! You're gonna die! Die, Samurai Oni!!”

Feelings of hate, resentment and all negative emotions continue to be felt Akio. Slowly negative emotions devour him, starting from the feet.

“Arghh!!”

His right leg was stuck in such sharp fangs. Because the movement of his legs is hampered so that the yokai troupe slammed Akio's body from the front directly.

“You will die. Die up! Die!”

“Shut up, yokai! You all do not deserve to be born in the world! Go back to where you came from! Come back!” peeker Akio, as soon as he left there.

He forced himself to run. Although his leg was in excruciating pain, blood continued to pour profusely. As much as his injuries were, Akio kept swinging his sword.

With all his might, the flow of power within his body was increasingly being sucked in by the evil spirit within the sword. Form a chaotic flow, similar to the flow of river water that resembles a snake in the air.

“Sick ..why is this sick?” He complained not because of his physical wounds but because of the wounds he had on his soul.

“That's because you forced yourself, boy! Your soul will soon be our gluttony. The whole! So, eject! All your energy! All!!”

A hole 5x the size of Akio's shadow appeared under his feet. Reflek, Akio jumped backwards but apparently from behind he was targeted by a dog-headed bird.

His beak catches Akio's back, and he accidentally drops Akio in the hole.

“I fell! Fall in! Falling!!” Akio shouted hysterically, panicking so much that he had no other way after being dropped like this.

Thinking he would die a terrible death, but then an idea appeared when he saw long tendrils not far from him.

“It ...tongue?” He thought it would attract him. And sure enough, as soon as Akio grasped, he was immediately thrown away from the big hole.

Thanks to that he survived, then prepared a steady position to return to attack.

“Without spiritual power I cannot eliminate yokai but just slash it. But that's okay,” murmured Akio while tightly grasping the wooden sword.

“Looks, Samurai Oni is already quite exhausted.”

“Ha! Feel it!”

A gust of strong wind came from behind, intending to push Akio's body into the hole. With just one healthy leg, he maintained his position without even moving from there.

“Come to me if you want to eat this filthy soul. Yokai damned!” exciting Akio.

“Heh, he's trying to challenge all of us? Ahaha! Although I lost to you first—”

Countless how many yokai gathered quickly. Even Akio could not see the dark sky even his own two feet because now almost thousands of yokai were preparing to eat it.

Many of them have one voice and the same thought. Say, “YOU THINK YOU CAN BEAT US?!”

Win by amount, that's what yokai means. Not feeling afraid, he was challenged because the blood flowing to his body was currently heating up.

“You are free to hate me, but I also need the power to kill your own same-sex.”

“Ngoceh what is this child?”

“Therefore, be a sword worthy of me!” close Akio.

In front of their eyes, anyone couldn't just let go of his quarry. Moreover, they are the evil spirits of the cursed yokai that Akio has killed. They grew into a vengeful spirit, hatred and other negative emotions gradually, flowing incessantly as if immortal. Even attacking them would make them much stronger.

The figure of the yokai can be said to be Akio's eternal enemy, the Samurai Oni.

Even the yokai-oni was no exception, having been killed with Akio's own hand, with a wooden sword that was never sharpened but only with the technique and power itself.

“Finally ...finally ..I can eat Samurai Oni. My revenge ...my revenge, all!”

The voices of women, children and men who were not human, were all clear and did not know what happened because Akio's body was covered by their existence. Except for the splashes of blood that are repeatedly thrown from every crack of the yokai body.

Then, his oni mask came off and fell to the ground.

“Hahaha!! I felt the power flowing to me again! Feel that! Samurai Oni!”

'Their hatred for me is huge. Am I going to die? Don't joke, it wasn't my intention to come here. You think it's funny to challenge death?' inner Akio, who was in a semi-conscious state.

“EH?” Thousands of yokai fell silent after a while of enjoying what they ate. A part of Akio's body had already been torn apart by them, yet something had happened to them.

“This!”

A bluish ray of light slowly appeared, from a speck to turning into a bright ray that shot out from Akio's body. All the yokai who were about to scramble over Akio's bones then dropped them to the ground. They behave strangely, distancing themselves from Akio's body.

“This child ..as per her estimate.”

“At last he came?”

“Ya.”

Something wrapped up Akio's every wound, as well as growing what he had lost from his body easily. It was as if Akio's body had not been injured in the first place.

'What is this?' The half-conscious Akio was confused, but his body could not move at all.

***

While out there, Akashi, Kizu, Nekomata and Yasha are made to worry. Anxious if their Master would not return, but in addition believed that their Master would definitely return.

“Grandfather, are you sure you let it be like this? You can help her out, right?”

“Help him out for what?”

“I mean, if one time Mr. Akio loses. You can help her out, right?”

“No. I'm not gonna help him. Even I can't do that,” said the grandfather with a calm face. He didn't feel guilty at all.

“This grandfather is so cruel. What kind of man? But I don't hate that trait.”

“Master Akio will be back, won't he? Yes, he will come back. Sure,” said Akashi, frowning and staring at the sword that did not react at all at the moment.

Neither Akio's followers nor grandfather himself would be able to see what happened.

“By the way grandpa.” But it seems that Nekomata feels there is a bit of an oddity here.

“What's up, cat?” ask the grandfather. Little indifferent.

“I don't feel Mr. Akio's presence on this sword anymore. I don't feel it anywhere. What happened?”

Got no answer at all. Making Nekomata furious, he again asked, “Did you hide something about Mr Akio?”