#Spirit World Hunter

[yyh4ever]

A Past Dyed in Silver

"Yu Yu Hakusho 100% Maji Battle" Kurama Event

This event about Kurama's past was first held on August 8th, 2019. I guess this is the closest we'll ever get to reading a story about Shunjun VS Youko Kurama.

Story: Kurama's true identity is that of a Youko (demon fox) with spirit powers. He used to break seals and codes to commit theft. However, an excellent Spirit World hunter couldn't ignore a youkai like him...

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“A Past Dyed in Silver”

Youko (demon fox) - it's a fox that has lived for hundreds of years, becoming a beast youkai with spirit powers.

T/N: Youjuu (妖獣), beast youkai, are animals that have become youkai. They are known for possessing a lot of power and wisdom.

Kurama's specialty was once stealing ancient treasures by cracking seals and codes.

15 years ago, he left the Demon World and landed in the Human World...

T/N: In the manga, Yomi says Kurama left the Demon World and shifted his base of operations to the Human World a thousand years ago, as soon as he realized Mukuro and Raizen's forces were consolidating. He was injured by Shunjun 15 years ago. I wish his story were better told.

Day after day, he stole more and more. He can break seals and crack codes by himself.

Stealing and the like is easy for him. Acting secretly, he has spent his days stealing all the treasures.

However, someone who is trying to finish him off is on the move.

Shunjun: Damn, is this the work of Youko again? What the heck, how many times has this happened?

Shunjun: ...Hmm? This is ... did he break the seal by himself?

Shunjun: Good grief, what a miserable monster fox! As soon as I find him, I'll get rid of him with my own hands.

Shunjun: Swagger around and run rampant, while you still can.

He is an excellent Spirit World Hunter. In order to stop the thefts, he frantically searched for Youko.

Unsettling footsteps resound at Youko's location.

[Inside a building...]

Youko: .....

*rustle* *rustle* (Youko making noises, trying to solve the cipher)

Unusually, Youko was having a hard time cracking the code. He was feeling annoyed because things were not going well.

*rattle*! (Youko making noises)

Shunjun: After trying to follow a suspicious youki … I hear noises! If my hunch is right, I guess it's him.

Shunjun: Today is the day I'll kill him!

The Spirit World Hunter was desperate to capture Youko. However, Youko also knew that he had a pursuer. 

In a tense atmosphere, the two unexpectedly meet.

What fate awaits them hereafter? Neither of them had any way of knowing...

[The encounter between Shunjun and Youko Kurama]

Youko: !

*whack*! (Shunjun attacks Youko)

Youko: Argh!

Shunjun: I found you ... you monster fox! Were you so preoccupied with the code, you didn't notice my existence?

Shunjun: The treasures stolen so far, return them all!

Youko: .....

Shunjun: Hey, wait!

[Shunjun pursues Youko outside the building...]

Shunjun: Wait, today you won't escape!

*whack*! *whack*! (Shunjun attacks Youko)

Youko: Agghh!

Shunjun: He's a tough bastard! I can't believe he can still run, after receiving this blow...

Shunjun: You're finished! Die!

*kaboom*!! (bigger attack)

Shunjun: Haha ... I did it, finally! Finally… he is...

Shunjun: Huh!?

Shunjun: No, he's not here!? What the hell?

Shunjun: Damn, daaaaaaaamn!!

Just in the nick of time, Youko summoned his last strength. In his spirit form, he fled into the Human World.

In order to recover his demon power, worn out by the hunter's attack, he descends into the Human World and lives as the child of a married couple.

There, Kurama learned a lot about love and affection. He even wanted to retribute his parents for raising him.  

More than 10 years have already passed since the lone youkai was named Shuichi Minamino...

[At the hospital]

Kurama: Mom, did you have a proper meal today?

Shiori: I ate a little bit.

Kurama: If you don't eat well, you won't get better.

Shiori: Yes, yes, Shuuichi is a worrier.

Kurama: Well, I'll come back tomorrow. 

*tap tap tap* (sound of footsteps, Kurama leaves Shiori's room and goes to the roof terrace)

[At the Hospital's Terrace]

Kurama: It's been 15 years since I arrived in the Human World ... Thus, I am living a happy life now.

Kurama: But, such a time will soon come to an end.

Kurama: If this cures my mother's disease...

After obtaining the dark mirror (forlorn hope), he meets Yusuke, who has become a spirit detective.

Once again, it will be an encounter that will greatly change Kurama's fate.

-The End-

I wish Togashi had drawn the confront between Youko and Shunjun. If what Yomi said is correct, and Youko left to the Human World a thousand years ago when the barrier hadn't been lifted yet, I guess the Spirit World spent a lot of time trying to catch him. But, I'm glad Maji Battle tried to tell this story. It's funny that Youko in his fox form can't talk, reminds me of the tanuki (racoon) Yusuke met in the early chapters of the manga.

Shunjun ended up becoming a fine hunter, and also helped the guys in their last mission (All or Nothing).

It would also be interesting to read the event "Over 10 Years". Kurama looks back on events of his life that don't appear in the anime. For example, the day of Shuuichi Minamino's birth at the hospital, lines from his biological father, conversations with his mother and Maya, etc.

#A Past Dyed in Silver #Yu Yu Hakusho 100% Maji Battle #Kurama #Youko Kurama #Shunjun #白銀に染まる過去 #Spirit World Hunter #Spirit World Special Defense Force #The hunter who injured Youko Kurama

[gene-and-the-riskyfixins]

In order to find a ghost you must become the ghost (of Christmas Present)

#one of the best ghost hunters in the world right there #watcher #ryan bergara #shane madej #watcher entertainment #tms #too many spirits

[venus-of-the-hrdsell]

Spirit World (2023) #2 || Hellblazer/The Books of Magic (1997) #1

#spirit world #john constantine #dc comics #hellblazer #timothy hunter #tim hunter #books of magic #vertigo #dcedit #so awesome of alyssa wong to do research about this because i jumped when i read this tbh

[froggos-are-superior]

Webtoon screenshots

Damn... edition: part 8

#webtoon #return of the mad demon #mage and demon queen #spirit hunter #nevermore #the world after the fall #100 #hero killer #im the grim reaper

[sapphicmumrik]

what if Caleb has just

been there in the back of every Grimwalker's mind?

but none of them looked as much like him as Hunter does so they never made the connection between their past and his future

#emily.toh #the owl house #toh spoilers #wait hold up I'm onto a theory #mirrors have been shown in show to be a connection between the worlds. what if it's the same for the spirit realm? #what if the mirrors in the castle were warded so that Hunter wouldn't see him???

[findmeinshattrath]

There will probably never be a spirit beast as cool as Loque'nahak

Look at that motherfucker

#Loque'nahak #wow #world of warcraft #Northrend #Spirit Beasts #Hunter #Love snow leopards in real life too

[faline-cat444]

Could be the whole week’s main expectations or the truck could still arrive and/or the mailbox these next few days

#The Hunters Guild: Red Hood #Kaiju No. 8 #Dan Da Dan #Sengoku Youko #No Longer Allowed in Another World #Malevolent Spirits: Monogatari #Chronicles of an Aristocrat Reborn in Another World #Momo the Blood Taker #Witch Craft Works #My New Life as a Cat #Shikimori's Not Just a Cutie

[laresearchette]

Wednesday, December 28, 2022 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: HILLSONG: A MEGACHURCH EXPOSED (TLC Canada) 8:00pm MY DNA MYSTERY (TLC Canada) 10:00pm

WHAT IS <i>NOT</i> PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT THE 45TH ANNUAL KENNEDY CENTER HONORS (CBS Feed) THE GIFT: KINDNESS GOES VIRAL (CBS Feed)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

CBC GEM THE GREAT BRITISH BAKING SHOW (Season 12 New Year Special)

DISNEY + STAR ENCANTO AT THE HOLLYWOOD BOWL ME & MICKEY (Season 1) — Shorts

NETFLIX CANADA 7 WOMEN AND A MURDER THE CIRCLE (Season 5) A NIGHT AT THE KINDERGARTEN STUCK WITH YOU

IIHF WORLD JUNIORS (TSN/TSN5) 4:00pm: Slovakia vs. United States (TSN/TSN4/TSN5) 6:30pm: Canada vs. Germany

ROYAL VARIETY PERFORMANCE 2022 (CBC) 4:00pm: Global acts and stars of the West End are brought together for one night only.

NHL HOCKEY (SN) 7:00pm: Habs vs. Lightning (SNWest) 10:00pm: Flames vs. Kraken (SN360) 10:00pm: Knights vs. Ducks

NBA BASKETBALL (SN Now) 7:00pm: Bucks vs. Cavaliers (SN1) 7:30pm: Lakers vs. Heat (SN Now) 8:00pm: Bucks vs. Bulls (SN1) 10:00pm: Nuggets vs. Kings

THE OTHER SIDE (APTN) 7:30pm: In Alameda, Saskatchewan, there is a small house that was once the only hospital for miles; an investigation of the house leads Jeff into a risky confrontation with a spirit; the team feels reaffirmed about their work.

BEST IN MINIATURE (CBC) 8:00pm/9:00pm: The remaining miniaturists create tiny cakes for the mini challenge; they must create unforgettable dining rooms that will impress the judges.  In Episode Two, the remaining artists get personal when they make a miniature inspired by loved ones; they build little offices that make working from home bearable.

DATING THE DELANEYS (Global) 8:00pm: Three generations of Delaney women explore the highs and lows of modern-day dating, learning that love and romance can be found at any age -- and sometimes where they least expect it.

CROSSWORD MYSTERIES: RIDDLE ME DEAD (CTV2) 8:00pm:  Tess gets invited to be part of a popular game show, but when the host is unexpectedly murdered, she and Detective Logan O'Connor try to discover who was behind it all.

SPIRIT TALKER (APTN) 8:00pm:  Shawn takes the ferry to Lake Simcoe's Georgina Island to meet with Vicky Wolske and to take part in a seasonal water ceremony; the spirit of a father who died tragically comes through and a young musician receives a powerful message.

GHOST HUNTERS OF THE GRAND RIVER (APTN) 8:30pm:  The ghost hunters take on one of their biggest investigations yet at the renowned Niagara Parks Power Station, where the plant creator's widow is said to wander in search of her long-dead love.

MARRIED AT FIRST SIGHT (Lifetime Canada) 9:00pm: A look at the intense process that goes into matching five Nashville, Tenn., couples; the final 10 singles are surprised with the news that they are instantly engaged and will be marrying a complete stranger in just two weeks.

#cdntv #Cancon #canadian tv #canadian tv listings #the other side #best in miniature #spirit talker #ghost hunters of the grand river #iihf world juniors #nhl hockey #nba basketball

[teaandinanity]

I love how the Cataclysm challenge tames are in fact still challenging but now the challenge is making sure you don’t one-shot them by being a moron.

I have been a moron twice already this week.

#I murdered Ban'thalos last night but then tamed him successfully this morning #but then I saw Magria and stripped and landed and realized after he'd been one-shot also-- #that I HAD NOT DISMISSED BAN'THALOS YET #so I'm a whole moron and I have killed two of the pretty spirit beast pets because I'm too excited to remember #that I have to be very careful not to murder them because they are Delicate #the trouble here is that I got some of them on a different hunter AT LEVEL #and they were NOT delicate #taming them was difficult because they would EAT YOUR FACE #babble tea (blacklist this for less chatter) #World of Warcraft

[hanaaria]

also woah the new pokemon game is coming out in two weeks already. how the hell is it already november i have no idea

#itll be just me and my weed cat against the world #not really since ill also catch other pokemon ofc. but in spirit. #i also wonder what new shiny hunting mechanic they'll implement in this gen bc the shiny hunter in me is desperate #plus the mechanic in swsh was a pain in the ass so i don't have high hopes #ill be playing through the first few hours of the game with my gf so i probably won't be able to post my reactions here #but after that im gonna be doing so much pokemon posting #i love and hate being attached to a franchise as much as i am to pokemon #even persona doesn't come close to being loved by me as much as pokemon #bc to be fair. i've only been into persona for like... 5 years at this point? which is quite some time #but i literally remember being like 5-ish and watching the pokemon anime on tv with my older brother #and then watching him play fire red......... #anyways im rambling whoops #hananans

[reddnaught]

i am nothing if not consistent

#will.txt #monster hunter generations ultimate #monster hunter rise sunbreak #monster hunter world iceborne #(+ stories 1 and 2 are here in spirit i just didn't have pictures) #once again appreciating my favorite monster by turning it into pants

[jeandejard3n]

Fire and Wind

#shrek #pete's dragon #spirited away #mushu #trogdor #alduin #world of warcraft #aurene #dracolich #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #runescape #monster hunter #legend of dragoon #darkeater midir #fire emblem #primal rage #nightshade #paarthurnax #seath the scaleless #skylanders #tiamat #volvagia #ysera #dragon quest #dragon queen #dragon warrior #dragon writes #dragon wings #dragon witch

[variouscolors]

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#takuya; burning salamander #bokomon; walking warrior ten encyclopedia #neemon; village's elder #tagiru; superstar hunter #taiki; xros heart general #akari; thanks for saving me... not! #ikuto; digital warrior #haru; i want to be a protagonist #eri; dokkan punch #rei; triple choo choo hack #yuujin; singularity #knight; thank you future #hiro; gammamon's big brother #gg piemon; mysterious and elusive wizard #gg kuzuhamon; purifying evil spirits #blu; the loyal knight #cs magnamon; single parent #gennai; digital world agent #noel; voleur magique

[ultramantr1gger]

i want to draw my mh hunter soo badly but i dont want to draw armor at al

#i have this whole thing. hes a felyne on stilts basically. advanced stilts #to me. it is the same hunter throughout gens world and rise. i play prowler in gens have the felyne mask in world #and theres no felyne mask in rise so i just use a full helmet and hes kitty in spirit. under there #|blazar stone|

[a-wild-things-rambles]

they have the range<3 [angst, tragedy, soft moments, brutal murder]

#alftruda #the immortals trio #<- acuatly only one of them is immortal and the others are spirits but ones dead and can come back and ones alive and can go away #the hunter can cross back over for small periods of time and is like a warm presence when not #the alchemist stays in our world but can cross over/leave our plane when she wants

[cryptidghostgirl]

The Guilt (Alastor x Reader)

Pairing: Alastor x Reader)

Description: Y/n was the one person he never meant to kill, but Alastor didn't have a choice. Years later, much to his surprise, they run into one another in the depths of Pentagram City.

Warnings: Murder, cannibalism mentioned in a metaphoric sense. Un-detailed descriptions of rotting bodies.

Word Count: 2,701

Master Lists:

Master Lists 

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A/N I promise I will get to the rest of the requests soon, I just wanted to write something that has been stuck in my head for a hot minute since I've like only been doing requests the past couple days. I think the only ones I have left are ones that have been sent in since February 15th so I hope that is okay.

Alastor recognized her the minute he first saw her. It had been a year since his arrival in Hell and he was already making waves. Demons avoided him on the streets, shot him fearful glances over their shoulders. He enjoyed the privacy it afforded him, the padding of air around him.

He didn't pay the others mind, focused on his own goals and patterns of being. Friends, relationships, they were far from his top priority but still, Alastor recognized her the minute he first saw her.

In his years of blood soaked escapades in the world of the living, he had wreaked havoc on the world. In all those years, he had only ever made two mistakes. The first had been getting caught, getting killed by that hunter. The second? Had been killing that girl.

He hadn't had a choice. Normally, Alastor chose his victims carefully following a specific criteria. She had been an accident. He had gotten careless one night, cocky even in his streak of successes. Alastor had been transfixed, carving a man's intestines from the cavity of his stomach. The girl had had wide eyes, her mouth open. She had trembled.

Their eyes had met across the darkened street. She had clutched at her coat, pulling it tighter. She hadn't even tried to run.

Alastor never learned her name, avoided all reports on her disappearance and death like the plague. She haunted him. He saw her around corners, when he shut his eyes at night like a vengeful spirit. Always just staring at him with those big, knowing eyes. He didn't need more reminders, more facets of feeling, than he already had.

Alastor had recognized her the minute he first laid eyes on her in Hell. It had taken him a moment to realize she was real, she still looked so deeply human after all. He had never expected her to be here. He had never expected to see her again.

When he opened his eyes and she was still there, sitting placidly at the cafe table, it was like some uncontrollable force pulled him to her. He pulled out the spare chair, falling lazily into it. She looked up at the noise of metal against concrete, curiosity painting her features as she lowered her book onto the table.

"Hello?" she said after a moment, though it was more of a question than a greeting.

Alastor had never heard her voice before except for when she had screamed. It was melodious, it was soft and sweet. His smile grew.

"Yes, hello indeed."

She stared at him with those eyes, those same eyes that had haunted him for years.

"My apologies but, who are you? Do I know you?"

He was unable to keep the surprise from his features. It had been a long time since anyone had asked him something like that, he couldn't tell if she was joking. But then there were those wide eyes, earnest in their honesty.

"No, my apologies. I did not introduce myself. My name is Alastor, quite the pleasure to meet you. Quiet the pleasure."

He grabbed her hand from where it lay daintily across her open book, shaking it in his own.

"Oh!" Y/n lightly exclaimed in response to the action, "Oh, well, Alastor, I am Y/n. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well."

The contact broke and Alastor leaned his elbows on the table, resting his chin in his hands.

"Forgive me for saying this but, you seem a bit unsuited for all this mess. Prim and proper. What landed you here?"

"Is that why you've come to join me?"

Alastor nodded after a second's thought. It was an easy cover up for his true motives. Y/n seemed to have no idea who he was after all and to be perfectly honest, even Alastor himself was struggling to understand his motivations. Guilt wasn't an emotion he was familiar with. It was confusing, writhed in the pit of his stomach like a snake.

"Well, thats a rather personal question to ask someone right off the bat, isn't it?"

"I suppose you're right. How about this one then, what are you reading?"

After that day at the cafe, Alastor followed Y/n like a hurt puppy. He didn't rightly know why. It was a compulsion of a sort, he couldn't stop it. She was disinterested by radio, by the newfangled video boxes popping up. She knew nothing of his reputation, she just thought he was a friend. A fairly determined friend, but a friend none the less.

Alastor didn't understand it. He was a man obsessed, not with Y/n per say but with the opportunity she offered. She smelled like making good on past wrongs. That wasn't something Alastor had ever been interested in before. Y/n was the exception. She was always the exception, he supposed.

It wasn't long before their little lunches, their random rendezvous in the streets, carefully orchestrated by Alastor of course, not that she knew, became something more. Spending time with her calmed the raging sea of uncertainty in his gut. Being kind to her felt like salvation.

Alastor had never been concerned with that before, but it was such an intoxicating thing to hear her words of thanks, of praise. To witness her smiles and her apparently unending kindness. They would spend hours pouring over one another's collections of books. They would spend hours in deep philosophic discussion. It was Y/n who first brought up their previous lives.

"Do you ever miss it?" she had asked when they had been making lunch together one day in her apartment.

Alastor's hand had stilled, his knife halfway through the cut of veal he had been handeling.

"Miss what, my dear?"

"Life."

He began to move the knife again, letting out a slight hum of thought.

"Not particularly. I take it you do?"

Y/n leaned over the pot, checking to see if the water was boiling yet for the potatoes. It wasn't and so she turned to him, leaning up against the counter.

"Sometimes." she admitted.

Alastor turned to her as well. The apron over her dress was stained with jam from the times they had baked together just a few days before. Y/n hair was tied up and away from her face. He felt his heart stutter in his chest.

That had been happening a lot lately when he looked at her. Alastor figured it was a progression of guilt, a giving away of it. He figured spending time with Y/n was helping it go away.

It wasn't like it was a burden for him. They actually had a surprising amount in common.

"What do you miss?"

"My mom."

And there it was again, the cannibalistic sickness eating away at his brain.

"Were you two close?"

Y/n nodded, turning her gaze to the window.

"Yeah. She... I didn't have a big family. Or a lot of friends growing up. I was shy, painfully shy. She was... she was all I had. And now she's alone up there."

"What landed you down here?"

Y/n looked back to Alastor, smirking.

"Back to this are we? Only took what, six months?"

"We're friends now, aren't we?"

"Alastor..."

"Shoot me, I'm curious."

Y/n laughed lightly.

"Okay, I tell you, you tell me. Deal?"

Alastor thought it over for a moment. He could always lie to her, make up some story or another but, she was bound to find out eventually. More than anything, he wanted to keep her from connecting the pieces. Y/n figuring things out felt dangerous, it pained him to think about how she would react.

"Deal."

"Okay, um," Y/n looked away again, her hands fiddling with the frilled edge of her apron, "I don't really like to talk about it. It's kind of embarrassing."

"You made a deal."

"Yeah, yeah. I know."

"So spill."

Y/n smiled lightly, meeting Alastor's eyes for a second.

"Well, I was kind of... maybe... sort of... a thief?"

"Really?"

Alastor hadn't expected that. He wasn't quite sure what he had expected to be honest but, it wasn't that.

"Yeah. Times were... tough growing up. Single mom with a kid in the early 1900s? Not everyone was a fan. It was hard for her to find work so I would... supplement. No one suspected the little girl, you know?"

There were two types of demons in Hell. There were the ones that had their demon forms, and then there were the ones like Alastor with more than one form, more abilities, more strength. It was the anger that fed it, the person they were on earth. Alastor had always assumed Y/n fell into the first category but, as she relayed her tale to him, her body began to change. She rotted before his very eyes, becoming a standing corpse with his bones all showing.

"I always felt awful about it but, we didn't really have a choice. You know? I didn't want to do it, didn't like it, but I did it and I was good at it. When I grew up, well, sometimes it is just easier to stick to what you know. I worked for a cleaning service, maids for hire, working parties, stuff like that. I, well, the people I worked for were rich. They didn't need the money but my mother and I certainly did."

It was then she seemed to realize her own changed appearance. Her eyes shot up to Alastor as she retook her original form.

"Sorry about that." she awkwardly laughed, "Guess the guilt is still eating me alive, even in death. So, what'd you do?"

Alastor took a breath, appraising the situation. The guilt, the sense of having truly sinned.

"I was a serial killer."

Y/n's eyes went wide.

"Really? You? But you're so..."

"So what, my dear?"

"So nice."

Alastor stilled.

"Nice?" he repeated.

Even in life, it was a word that few had directed towards him. Polite, yes. Talented, yes. Charming? Of course, but never nice.

At the sound of bubbling from the pot, Y/n turned his back to him.

"Yeah." she shrugged, opening the lid and dropping the potatoes in, "You probably one of the nicest people I've ever met."

The way Y/n saw him was intoxicating. Nice. He began to spend more and more time at her side. It was hard to keep the other half of his life from her but, he managed. It was a delicate balance, a game he knew well.

It was a day about a year later that Y/n approached him, blushing and unable to meet his eyes. It was a year later she told him how she felt and he realized he felt the same. They moved in together, did nearly everything together. It was a happy afterlife for them both. The first time they had kissed, she had tasted like redemption.

Y/n never questioned what Alastor did on his late nights out alone. She trusted his fidelity and when he said he liked going for walks alone in the evening air, she accepted it. When he said he was at work, broadcasting his radio show, she never asked why they didn't have a radio of their own. It was an unspoken agreement, he didn't ask where the money came from and she didn't ask what he did in the long hours he was away.

The guilt felt heavy in the pit of his stomach, growing stronger every day but still, Y/n remained blissfully ignorant. Alastor could practically hear the clock ticking. Every kiss felt like it might be the last, every caress, every meal shared at the kitchen table. He did everything he could, but knew one day she was bound to find out.

Alastor knew the day had come when he entered their lovely home on the outskirts of the Pride ring. He called his usual hello out into the house from the foyer, letting the door fall shut behind him. Y/n didn't come.

"Y/n?" he called, taking a step further into the house, "Are you home?"

All the lights were on. That was something she was careful about from the old days, making sure not to use electricity unless necessary. There was no way she wasn't in the house.

Tentatively, he stepped into the kitchen. She was sitting at the table, her head in her hands.

"Are you alright, my love?"

It was then he noticed the radio on the table.

"Oh."

"Yeah." Y/n sighed, looking up at him, "Oh."

"Where did you get that?"

"Someone dropped it off, left it at the door. I thought it was you originally but, now I'm not so sure."

Someone had left it for her? One of Alastor's numerous enemies was responsible no doubt. He had always been so careful to keep her protected, out of the public eye. It didn't make sense.

"You heard todays broadcast?"

"Oh you mean the screams of innocent demons mixed in with your stories about New Orleans?"

Alastor was silent. Y/n's eyes were rimmed with red, her hair a mess.

"They were far from innocent. Everyone is down here for a reason. Besides, I told you. I'm a killer."

"You didn't tell me you were my killer."

His heart stopped. He hadn't realized exactly how much she'd managed to piece together from the simple broadcast.

"Am I now?" Alastor asked placidly, trying to remain calm as he clasped his hands behind his back.

He didn't know what he was playing at. He was grasping at straws. Y/n got to her feet.

"You never told me you were from New Orleans, just said you grew up in the south. I let it slide but, I shouldn't have. I should have known, the similarities in our experiences... god, I was such a fool! I should have known we grew from the same patch of dirt. Alastor, there was only one serial killer active in the city at the time we were both alive, at the time I died."

"And you think it was me, my heart?"

"Alastor." she crossed her arms.

"I..."

"How could you not tell me?"

Y/n's anger mixed with grief, it misdirected itself, it got caught on the details. It hurt more that he'd been lying to her. The act itself was something to be dealt with later. Now was the time for the lies. They had spent years together, built a life together and the whole time, he had been lying.

"I didn't me-"

"Mean for me to find out?"

"Well, yes." he took a step forward, he tried to grab her hands but she pulled them away.

Y/n's skin was rotting now, she was taking on her other form. It was the first time he'd seen her do it when not remising about the past or telling stories about her mother. He had no idea what she was capable of when in this state.

"But also, I didn't mean to-"

"To what, to kill me? To marry me? To make me fucking trust you?"

"I..."

The world was falling down around him. The one thing he couldn't lose, the one thing he cared about besides himself or his power. The person that meant the most to him.

"My darling, my heart, m-"

"No, Alastor. Just... just stop." she sighed, a hand to her forehead.

She rubbed her temples, exhausted and overwhelmed.

"I'm sorry."

The words were spoken softly but they crashed into Y/n like a speeding truck. They broke her ribs. She lowered her hand.

"I... I need some time."

"No, Y/n, wait. Please."

Again, she brushed off his attempts to hold her, making her way to the door of the kitchen. Alastor followed her out into the hallway.

"Y/n. Please. Please don't leave."

"What, so you can keep up your pity project?" she scoffed, rounding on him, "I am better than that Alastor. I deserve better."

"It... you aren't a pity project. You're my world, I love you."

"No, your world is this city. Your world is running Hell. I... Alastor, I'm leaving."

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