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The kiss of Death

Takanori Yudi was the owner of a major record label in Japan in Tokyo, he was spoiled, an only child and did not tolerate losers, lazy people, he loved humiliating people and he felt good about it. People were afraid of him, until one fine day when he is drinking coffee in one of his favorite restaurants, he bumps into a man, and he starts to feel like he is being followed. And Takanori meets him inside the company, and delivers a note written "You are the chosen one"

miyagilucianamm · LGBT+
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I do !

On a winter solstice night, in an old and deep Temple composed of a "Well" that apparently has no end, being thus nicknamed "Portal to hell" by the locals.

The legends say that the old priest who built this monument, heard cries and pleas for help in that place.

Not unlike those who are tearing up the silence of the night right now ...

In the depths of that purgatory the screams mixed with sobbing groans echoed down the long corridor.

The sound of bodies clashing broke the "silent peace" of the previously abandoned region.

Breathing heavier and heavier ... the intoxicating smell of sex in the air made the air heavy ... And finally a gruesome scream that was the perfect mix between pain and pleasure.

After.

Just silence.

And one more victim is gone.

___________________________ × _________________________

- Hayato, introduce yourself!

An old man with long silver locks called out in an authoritative voice in a room filled with statues and mystical designs.

- Sir!

From the shadows appears a young man with white skin and a slightly defined body with long black hair. With a brief reference he introduces himself to the eldest.

- We can no longer ignore these events! - You paused trying to organize the thoughts in your head. - With each passing day more innocent souls are simply disappearing from this plane at the same time that an evil force is growing. - an obscure expression appeared on the older man's face. - I fear being a Soul Eater Yokai.

A deadly silence was lingering in the room, the young man was nervous. He had never seen a real Yokai in front of him, and from his grandfather's words, that being was closer than ever.

- Sir we are an elite of Shinigami of Death, as we will do to prevent this Yokai from eating souls, so we will not be able to take them.

- I know what your mission will be. You will have to train someone for the position and help you.

- I know I've been in this for thousands of years, my lord, but will a new Shinigami be able to handle it?

- It will not be one of ours, but one of the blue world.

- What does my lord, sir mean a ... Human?

- Exactly, and I already have a chosen one.

- I can go my lord! - Suggested an Angel almost the same height as Hayato.

- Permission denied! - the eldest scolded the boy with his eyes - Let me finish talking!

- I'm sorry for the audacity. - the young man arrived again in a reference, remaining in that position waiting for the elder's orders.

- You will be sent on a mission. You must infiltrate this company here, this file has everything about it. Observe his actions and tell us everything. You only have three months to train him.

- But sir, I can finish this Youkai, I don't need another partner for the Angel of Death job, I do it myself and I prefer it like that!

-Hayato! - the elder shouted - None of us have enough power to end a Yokai alone. We need to work as a team! You will train this man to be one of us, period.

Hayato, irritated, did not want anyone to replace him in the task and even more a Human, but knowing that his master did not leave him "in peace" until he accepted the proposal, he ended up accepting it, keeping in mind that in the first opportunity that would have killed Yokai himself. With your own hands. Without anyone's help.

- Yes I do!