Akaza
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You were just fighting a lower rank demon, you managed to cut its head off in a few moments. You feel proud of yourself as you watch it disintegrate onto the forest ground. Though, when you tilt your head downwards some more, you come to realise your shirt has been shredded open, exposing your naked chest and waist. You look further down your body and see your pants have been ripped on the thighs, though no blood is seeping out anywhere..
Embarrassed, you sheathe your katana and scurry off to find some shelter, whilst covering your chest with one arm and your thigh with the other. You find an old cabin to rest in for the night, perfect. You run inside and shut the door behind you quickly, the cold breeze blows over your skin uncomfortably, hopefully there’s a blanket somewhere..
You turn around only to look up and make eye contact with a pair of yellow eyes with the kanji of upper 3 in them. Your heart sinks and you quickly cover your chest and thigh again as he begins to approach you with a hungry gaze.
Who might you be?You hear the figures deep, somewhat smug tone as he walks closer, about to corner you.