My story is something I have never really shared with anyone. For I was afraid I would loos what I alreay had gained. Great friends that have been with since I came here. But now I feel that I should tell my story to share with you my past and my burden. I'm still not entirely sure what really happend becuase I chose to forget certain events in my life that seemed so painful to me.
It all began in my clan the Nekomoi. We were a clan of demons that bred with any form of cat demons. I was one of the few that was bred between a Tiger and a reguar cat demon. This was a rare mix for very few ever lived or even were born so I was a miracle child demon. But when I was born my fate was already set in stone. My clan was home to the legendary two-tailed demon. They often called it the NekoMata, it was said to be as old as the earth itself and was part of the legendary tailed demons. There are 9 demons each with a differnt numbere tail and the two-tailed demon harnessed incredible magic powers and unbelievable strength that are still growing to this day. This demon created my clan and made sure they properly respected it's power. Every 100 years they had to offer a sacrafice to the demon in order to keep it happy and let it live in the sacrafices body if they wanted to keep the village safe.
It was truly a blessing but i was a curse. The true downside of this that whoever was the sacrafice normally died within the hour of the ritual when the NekoMata was in the body of the host. They did try to stop the ritual one year, and when that happend half of the newborn children died. This happend 3 times over 1000 years. When it was the year I was born, it was the same year for another sacrafice. Someone else was already chosen to be the sacrafice but for some reason NekoMata wanted me as the host. My family gladly gave me up, a miracle child of a tiger and a demon all in order to keep this stupid demon happy. It was like they didn't even care I could have died. They only cared for there own lives.
When they gave me up to the demon, for some reson I still remember what it looked like even though I was so young. It had these piercing grey eyes that made your whole body feel like it was being stabbed my ice spears. A smile that was so evil it would make your heart stop and body so large even the most powerful of demons would tremble. I still remember what it felt like to have the entity go inside my body. it felt like the skin was coming off my slowly being pulled away. My heart getting squeezed by someone who was trying to crush it. And my whole body was hotter than the flames of hell. I can't remember what happened after that but I know I lived which was a first in the history of clan.
This was a first and I knew from now on I was going to be special in some way. I learned that this demon has some overwhelming powers and emotions no one has ever felt. Every night I relive some of its past and all the pain and suffering it caused everyone. I barely seem to have a good night's rest for these horrible nightmares always come. Only when I talk to my friend's Airashii, and Neko-fangirl do these dreams stop. This demon also has a great side effect on me. When someone with a mysterious strong power, or strong aura, the demon gets excited within me. It almost came out recently when I was having fun with Dabingo and jsut attacking Airashii for fun. I had never expericed such powers from him and this was making the NekoMata want to come out. This is such a cruel demon who loves blood and loves to smell it even if it didn't cause it. Pure chaos gets even more excited, which makes me have to show barely any emotion.
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