Inuyasha: The Transmigrated spider demon

In the dark cave, a man wrapped in bandages lay silently on a straw mat, completely still. The only sign of life was the slight movement of his chest, indicating that he was breathing.

Rustle...

The sound of footsteps echoed, and the man's exposed eyes snapped open. His bloodshot eyes, filled with hope, were ghastly to behold.

The newcomer was a witch with a delicate face and a calm expression. Her presence commanded respect, as if she could only be observed from a distance and not defiled. The man on the ground stared at her intensely, possessiveness evident in his gaze. Unfazed, the woman carefully examined his wounds, applied medicine, and fed him porridge. The sounds of swallowing filled the cave.

After a while, the cave fell silent again. The woman departed, leaving the man alone to face the oppressive darkness.

"Kikyo... Kirito..." The man's lips murmured the names repeatedly, his heart filled with unwillingness. What a perfect woman she was, and she belonged to him. She must become mine, the ghost spider thought. Unbeknownst to him, insidious thoughts of possession, greed, and ruthlessness emanated from his being.

"Ah... Kikyo! I will... I will have you!" The man's hand trembled as if he held the world in his grasp.

"Hehe! What a powerful malevolence! It's amusing that humans can harbor such perfect evil!" An eerie laughter suddenly reverberated through the cave.

Then, above the man's head, a strange mist materialized, giving way to a horde of grotesque creatures before his eyes.

One of the red, spider-shaped monsters slowly crawled onto the ghost spider's chest and taunted him, "Human, your soul is delicious! How about we strike a deal? Give us your soul, and in return, we will grant you strength and an unblemished body."

"Is that so..."

The man's crazed eyes gleamed with even greater intensity as he strained to lift his bandaged arm. He roared madly, "Come! You repulsive creatures! I offer you my soul in exchange for power!"

"Wow!!"

The monsters emitted a bone-chilling cry and surged toward the man, scrambling to infiltrate his body. The cave erupted with an enchanting purple light, and the potent demonic aura darkened the sky outside. The chilling wind howled, and the impact was fearsome.

Inside the cave, as the monsters continued to invade the man's body, the bandages binding him unraveled, revealing a body that contorted and warped. Eventually, only a profound darkness remained, drawing the monsters to desperately infiltrate, intensifying the already formidable evil and demonic energies.

At that moment, the fabric of space ripped open, and a hazy purple light emerged, coinciding with the monsters' arrival.

In an instant, the ghost spider's location was projected into a purple realm. As the monsters invaded, the purple space gradually constricted, enclosing the deepest darkness and detaching from it. It plummeted into the ground and vanished.

The number of monsters rushing in dwindled, and their frenzy ceased. Alongside the suffocating miasma, an immensely powerful demonic aura surged forth. Both the flora inside and outside the cave withered, and the entire cavern trembled as if on the brink of collapse.

After a while, as the dust settled, no signs of life remained inside or outside the cave. The man's figure had disappeared entirely, leaving behind only a dark imprint where he had lain. The thick demonic aura lingered in the air.