Kit’s eyes sparkled as he took in the beautiful sight of the glowing Wisteria plants that illuminated the night on Mt. Fujikasane. In his left hand, he fiddled with the black and gold handle of the katana his master had loaned him for this journey.
A foggy mist appeared as the young boy exhaled. The chill in the air left his cheeks a rosy hue. Kit looked around at the many other swordsmen present. Prior to this, he had believed himself to be special, surviving rigorous training to get to where he stood today, but the large gathering made it clear that he was only one of many in a group that would again be cut down.
Two girls emerged through the gate that was structured amidst the wisteria. One had black hair, one had white, but both had impossibly dark eyes.
They spoke in tandem with a very monotone voice, “Greetings, everyone. Thank you for gathering tonight for the final selection. Mt. Fujikasane holds demons that demon-slayer swordsmen have taken alive and trapped here.”
Kit gulped when he realized where this was going as the girls continued to explain that demons hate Wisteria, keeping them trapped on the top of the mountain.
“You must survive there for seven days. If you do, then you will have passed the final selection. Now go.”
Swordsmen ran passed the girls into the dangerous and unknown woods. Kit pumped himself up for a moment before following in, ending up near the middle of the pack. Shielded by the crowd, Kit took the opportunity to grab a branch of wisteria and tucked it into his clothes, hopefully the scent would be enough to keep the demons away.
I’ll find a tree and camp out at the top, I should be safe from surprise attacks up there Kit thought to himself as he kept his hand on his sword and ran straight into the forest of demons.
A foggy mist appeared as the young boy exhaled. The chill in the air left his cheeks a rosy hue. Kit looked around at the many other swordsmen present. Prior to this, he had believed himself to be special, surviving rigorous training to get to where he stood today, but the large gathering made it clear that he was only one of many in a group that would again be cut down.
Two girls emerged through the gate that was structured amidst the wisteria. One had black hair, one had white, but both had impossibly dark eyes.
They spoke in tandem with a very monotone voice, “Greetings, everyone. Thank you for gathering tonight for the final selection. Mt. Fujikasane holds demons that demon-slayer swordsmen have taken alive and trapped here.”
Kit gulped when he realized where this was going as the girls continued to explain that demons hate Wisteria, keeping them trapped on the top of the mountain.
“You must survive there for seven days. If you do, then you will have passed the final selection. Now go.”
Swordsmen ran passed the girls into the dangerous and unknown woods. Kit pumped himself up for a moment before following in, ending up near the middle of the pack. Shielded by the crowd, Kit took the opportunity to grab a branch of wisteria and tucked it into his clothes, hopefully the scent would be enough to keep the demons away.
I’ll find a tree and camp out at the top, I should be safe from surprise attacks up there Kit thought to himself as he kept his hand on his sword and ran straight into the forest of demons.