The Student's First Day
Returning from his sojourn below a world, Akuma looked out upon his island home with eyes that showed no hint of the weariness he felt; climbing under a world was quite a test of his stamina, after all. Yet he could feel the ki of his woman, that of his child... and another? Seemed vaguely familiar, too.
So, the child came for instruction after all.
It was rare enough for someone to take Akuma at his word that he was actually somewhat surprised at this turn of events, yet the offer was made sincerely enough. Besides, it wasn't as if she was a complete novice, needing her hand held through every faltering beginner's step. It might well be worth seeing what came of this, yes.
So it was that the demon began to stride down the hillside, heading for the dwelling that housed all the folk he felt. No delay would be permitted, no time to rest considered for the merest moment; she came to learn from a legendary demon, and could not be permitted to see any weakness in the master she chose.
So, the child came for instruction after all.
It was rare enough for someone to take Akuma at his word that he was actually somewhat surprised at this turn of events, yet the offer was made sincerely enough. Besides, it wasn't as if she was a complete novice, needing her hand held through every faltering beginner's step. It might well be worth seeing what came of this, yes.
So it was that the demon began to stride down the hillside, heading for the dwelling that housed all the folk he felt. No delay would be permitted, no time to rest considered for the merest moment; she came to learn from a legendary demon, and could not be permitted to see any weakness in the master she chose.