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In your dimension, everything was in order. Even when you perished everything continued to move.

The Gods alongside the humans that lived there thought of you every day. That was enough to keep your dimension from crumbling.

In your estate, it was always busy, especially in the courtyard. It was filled with flowers, you often spoke about them when you were around.

In fact, you talked about them so much that one time you mentioned that your father had gifted you a garden just for you. Whoever you had told asked to see it but you were quick to shut down the idea.

It was so long ago Virgo remembered.

Their blue eyes swelled with tears as they quietly closed the door. The room was lit up, beautifully adorned with flower arrangements and canvases on the walls with you drawn on them.

Not a thing was out of place ever since you left.

Your bed was in the middle of the room surrounded by the red walls. Virgo was quick to pat down areas where there were wrinkles. They stood at the foot of your bed.

Staring at you.

Your hair was laid out freely on the bed. A blood-free kimono adorning your body.

They had to change what you were previously wearing. The blood was too much. It had taken them a great deal to put it on you. The gaping hole in your stomach frightened them.

When they found you in that torn town, they ran to you fully believing you were alive. You had to be right? If you weren't why was your body still physically here?

It puzzled them. You were like an empty shell. They brought you home though they didn't dare say anything about your body. Someone had done horrible things to you and was most likely still out there.

If Virgo had said something what's the possibility of them coming back to destroy your body as well?

The others sensed something was wrong.

Izanagi, the creator god alongside two of the three noble gods had confirmed you were gone.

The day you died the guards had let Loki in and he was later questioned but nothing came up when he told them how you had sent him away through your portal.

Virgo turned away from your body. They walked to the black cabinet in your room. It had a single glass door and a singular shelf. It was long horizontally to fit your staff.

They opened the glass door and their fingers touched the weapon. They hesitated as their hand gripped the staff.

They picked it up with ease. A voice in their heart telling them to do something.

They held the staff close to their chest. One of their hands came to wipe off any remaining tears left in their eyes.

"I'll do it...for you Lady Y/N." They thought as they began heading for the door of your room to leave.

With one more look at your unmoving body, they left locking the door behind them. They moved through the hallways with determination.

"I'll be sure to give your heart back." Virgo tightened their hold on your staff. "You'll come home."

|Muromachi Era|

"Father!" You called out as you jumped out of your small boat. Your feet made contact with the water as you helped pull your boat to the shore.

"We've got a great haul today!" You expressed with a smile as you pointed at the multiple nets filled with fish and clams.

"That's terrific Hanae!" Your father praised you as he instructed some men to take your haul away for selling.

You began walking with your father to the cart where your fish were being loaded up. Your horse, the one that would be pulling the cart huffed as he saw you approach.

You smiled as you petted the brown horse's head.

"Father...I saw something strange while out at sea today." You told him as you began to comb your fingers through your horse's mane.

"And what would this strange thing be?" He asked you.

You paused for a moment. "I saw this man."

Your father raised his brow. "Was he swimming in the water?" He asked you as he helped you onto the cart.

You took your seat and you shrugged. "Well he was in the water but then he started to-"

"What did he look like?" He interrupted you.

"He had blonde hair and his ears looked kinda funny. Also, he was holding something long and had three pointy pieces. It was as if he was looking for something. I thought I was going crazy but the others said they didn't see anything."

"He looked frustrated...no...more like annoyed."

Your father took a seat next to you. He waved at the people who helped him before turning to look forward.

He commanded the horse to move and once you were on the road he spoke. "Well, whatever it was I hope it's no trouble. We don't need any more problems around town now do we?"

You frowned and nodded your head. "Of course."

"Now don't go telling others, or your mother alright? I don't want them worrying about things."

"Yes, father."

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Your father ended up dropping you home. You sighed as he left to go set up shop. Stretching your limps you yawned. You worked hard earlier but didn't want to rest.

You skipped out on going inside your home instead you walked through the town. Heading for a more secluded area to be alone.

You crossed a small bridge that sat on top of a small canal. Even skipped on top of some rocks to pass even further to where no one was.

You soon arrived at the silent area filled with trees. You sighed in defeat as you found a spot to sit down at. Your back pressed onto a tree for support as you brought your knees to your chest.

It was already four times that you had caused trouble for others in the same week.

You loved helping people even when they wouldn't ask for it. However, recently you began to notice how people would roll their eyes at you.

You once overheard someone say how much of a pushover you were that you looked down on others so much that you just had to help them out.

You scoffed at their words. Part of you was upset while the other part was angry. Even when you backed up and stopped helping them you still got weird looks.

"She's too good now to not help out?"

It didn't matter if you did something or did nothing others would still get furious at you.

"This is so stupid...I'm just wasting my time." You groaned as you got up ready to finally go home.

You took a step forward but stopped moving completely. "What's that sound?" You heard something hit the branches of a tree. You looked up and saw something fall breaking branches on its way down.

You screamed as you ran forward to not get hit. The item fell to the ground with a loud thud.

You sighed, relieved it didn't hit you. Cautiously you walked up to it. Bending your knees your eyes glimmered as you admired what had fallen.

It was a weapon of some sort, a staff you concluded. It was a rose-gold kind of color. Both of the ends have gold plating.

"Woah that's awesome..." You murmured as you reached to hold it in your hands. The moment you touched it your heart ached.

You dropped your hands to your side. "Maybe I shouldn't...where did it even come from?" You sighed and you looked up.

"Maybe I'm being taken a fool." You looked around. "I'm definitely by myself..."

You decided on taking it, picking it up with ease you spun it around like a shinobi.

"Ha!" You yelled out as you struck a cool pose. "..." You blinked slowly as you dropped your pose, standing up straight instead.

"Okay maybe I'm the one making a fool of myself..."

You began heading back home the mysterious staff in your hand. "I can already feel stares..." You grumbled under your breath.

You were passing by the bridge when one of the town girls who had been picking at you waved you over.

You reached the other side of the bridge and she and a few friends came towards you.

"Oh, Hanae-chan! What's that in your hand." She teased. "Looks weird...just like you!" Her friends ate the joke up and you furrowed your brows.

They were a few years older than you. Though you were only 17 it puzzled you that they would talk to you in the way that they did.

"Please Junao-san, I'm just trying to go home." Frowning you tried to walk off but she blocked your way, standing in front of you.

"Oh, come on we're just messing with you Hanae-chan! No need to fret." Her plum-colored eyes showed a different story. Her eyes flickered down, staring at the staff you held.

Without warning she reached for it both her hands trying to rip it away from you. You clenched your jaw as you held your ground.

"Give it to me Hanae! You freak!" She yelled at you as the girls behind her only laughed, encouraging her to keep going.

"It's mine!" You yelled back. You were fed up with her. Junao growing frustrated, pulled harder.

She was pulling hard and you decided to let go. Her eyes widened as she began to fall backward though quickly the staff's weight made her bend her body forward.

The staff fell to the floor. Junao screamed in pain. Her fingers that were holding onto the weapon were crushed by the weight.

"Get it off me! Stop staring help me!" She yelled as the girls came to her aid but even with all of them they couldn't pick it up.

"We can't move it!" One of them cried.

"Hanae! You bitch help me!" She cried as the girls looked at you.

You laughed. "For someone that preys on the weak, you're pathetic." You shut your mouth after spilling out your mind. You never talked to anyone like before it surprised you. You hurried to pick it up and you did easily. The girls surrounded Junnao helping her get up.

Her fingers were purple, she tried moving them but she couldn't. "Let's go." She said through tears.

You were left standing there alone processing what had just happened. You looked at the weapon a sense of nostalgia washing over you.

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A/N: Broo the current round got me flipping mid-air. Love the contender for the God's side but also the human side. I wonder if we'll ever have a draw.

Anyway, Izanagi's face reveal 😍 bro is fine he lowkey looks evil af.