[Inuyasha] Spider Silk

Kanna is the first clone created by Naraku.

People who are full of miasma see the city as gloomy and gloomy, the open barrier cuts off the prying light of the sky, the empty corridors are filled with cold mist, and the withered courtyards lie with dead plants.

When she was born, Renjian saw that apart from Naraku and his monsters, there was only that human named Saori in the city.

"Which "nothing" is Kanna's "nothing"? "

The human being was busy rummaging through boxes and boxes for a long time, put her on soft cloth, carried her to the table, spread out the washi paper and picked up a pen, and said enthusiastically that he wanted to teach her to recognize his own name.

God no "かんな".

There are different Chinese character combinations for the same pronunciation.

She lowered her eyes and watched the brush brush in the opponent's hand a few times, and the unfamiliar words appeared on the paper.

"It's Kanna," Saori paused, and wrote another set of Chinese characters next to it, "Or Kanna?"

The body temperature of human beings is different from that of monsters, with the warmth emanating from the body.

There was the sound of a heart beating from the chest behind him, and the extremely dangerous posture presented the soft throat and chest to others, and the undefended approach was reckless and foolish.

Shen Wu bowed her head and said nothing, Saori thought she didn't hear clearly, so she slowed down and asked again:

"Kana?"

"Or Shenwu?"

"...It is Kannazuki "かんなづき". "

A deep voice suddenly sounded, and the shadow fell on the table.

Kanna raised his eyes, and Naraku raised his hand to remove the paper expressionlessly.

Seemingly fed up with Saori's slow teaching method, he folded up the part where "Kana" was written, leaving only the "None" that belonged to Kanna.

Saori: "...or "Kana" would be cuter, right? "

She and Naraku had a unilateral stalemate for a while, and finally put away the paper resignedly.

"Forget it." She murmured softly, "For your sake, the name is up to you."

Naraku snorted coldly, Saori ignored it, she hugged Kanna who had been silent in her arms from the beginning to the end, and said with a smile:

"There's nothing wrong with the name Kanna."

The hands touching her head were soft and warm, covered with thin calluses from years of holding knives, the movements were like stroking a newborn kitten, and the strength was carefully controlled.

"Compared to ordinary Kanna, Kanna is unique."

Kanna is a special existence.

The human named Saori always likes to say that.

Everyone born in this world is special and irreplaceable.

As the only human being in Hitomi City, she always says strange words and does strange things. As the strangest existence itself, she doesn't realize her abnormality.

It is completely different from the monsters in Hitomi City and the avatar created by Naraku. Only this human being is not subject to any restrictions and has complete freedom of movement. You can leave if you want.

The barriers and barriers Naraku had set up had no effect on her.

In the dark cellar, sticky spider webs crawled all over the walls, squirming pieces of flesh spat out mutilated limbs, and the corpses of monsters piled up into mountains, overflowing like bursting fruits.

On the night when she lost her demon power, Naraku needed to reorganize her body.

The long wet hair was brushed away by the human's fingers, and Kanna had seen that human sitting on the mountain of monster corpses, holding Naraku's head and singing to him.

Strange tunes floated in the cold and dark cellar, as thin as the moonlight leaking from the cracks in the ceiling, and shimmering like silver fragments on the sticky spider silk.

Humans are different from monsters, they can't adapt to the cold environment, and they don't like places with too much light.

But only on those nights, she would put on a coat and a quilt, walk down the steep steps with a candlestick in her hand, and spend the night in the cold and dark cellar.

——"The night is dark and long, and I'm going to fall asleep if I don't sing."

Saori once said that to Kanna.

Later, she did fall asleep wrapped in a quilt leaning against the mountain of corpses.

Gruesome corpses and squirming pieces of flesh were piled up together, unrecognizable limbs slid out of the torn afterbirth, and the entire cellar was expanding and contracting like the organs of some living creature. It can devour its own tentacles at any time, close its eyes and fall asleep.

"Get out, Kanna."

The wet black hair hung on the hanging spider web, Naraku opened his eyes, the pupils were dark red and deep.

According to Naraku's order, she originally brought information from the outside world, but he seemed to have changed his mind.

Kanna hugged the mirror and slowly stepped back.

When the secret door of the cellar was closed again, the remains of the flesh on the ground squirmed and surrounded the sleeping human, as if some kind of unconscious behavior, hiding that figure in the depths of the piles of corpses, airtight covered up.

As Naraku's power becomes stronger and stronger, the interval between nights when she loses her demonic power gradually increases.

Then, Kagura was born.

Followed by Wu Xingui, Shuro Maru and Ying Lang Maru.

Saori said that every existence that is born is special, but Naraku’s avatar is just his tool. If it breaks, he will make a new one. Only useful ones can stay. It is only a matter of time before it disappears from the beginning. .

Except for Naraku who is the subject, everyone else is just a dispensable substitute, a tool created by him on the road of pursuing power.

Saori still insisted on teaching her calligraphy.

Renjian left a lot of things in the city, such as the clothes worn by the humans who lived here, the books they read, and the calligraphy and paintings that decorated the rooms. She sorted them out by category and put them in one room.

Saori is a special and free existence in Hitomi Castle.

With a clone that can execute Naraku's orders, the existence of Saori is no longer necessary. Whether it is to collect the fragments of the jade of the four souls, or to repel the enemies that threaten Naraku, these tasks no longer fall to her. body.

The specialness of yarn weaving thus becomes an eyesore.

The youkai behind the imperial curtain had a gloomy expression, and Kanna stayed quietly in the corner holding the mirror.

The jade of the four souls was polluted by evil spirits, and its brilliance became cloudy and dim, but there was always a small piece of it, which maintained a shimmer like fragments.

Naraku couldn't pollute that light.

Born from the evil thoughts of humans and youkai, Naraku, who is a collection of "evil", has nothing to do with that little shimmer.

The faint light was born from the dark heart, like a gangrene attached to the bone, stubbornly and obtrusively rooted in the gap at the apex of the heart, like overgrown weeds and vines covered with thorns, tightly entwining the half-demon's heart.

"What's the matter, Naraku." The witch who had been followed by the puppet for many days showed a smile, "The jade of the four souls I gave you, it seems that you haven't completely polluted it yet."

The maiden in white and scarlet looked at the figure outside the mirror as if observing.

Through the cold mirror, Kikyo's voice was sharp and clear, piercing Naraku's proud self-esteem like an arrow from the string.

"There are distracting thoughts in your heart."

……

——"Is the Jade of the Four Souls good-looking?"

Saori lay on Naluo's lap and asked him very seriously.

Yuli was filled with a dark atmosphere, and the place where there was a small shimmer of light seemed to flicker when Saori leaned into Naluo's arms.

"Nailuo?"

Before Hitomi Castle was destroyed by raging fire, Saori used to call Naraku's name in a soft and smiling tone.

The Jade of the Four Souls, which cannot be completely polluted, exudes a mocking light.

A click.

Kanna looked at the mirror in his hand, the cold mirror was intact, reflecting Naraku's red pupils that suddenly shrank behind the shadows.

The barrier set by Naraku has no effect on Saori.

She could pass through his wards, through all his barriers—outside and inside.

...too much an eyesore.

That piece of brilliance that cannot be polluted, like some kind of great mockery, pierced deeply like a thorn.

……

The tiniest crack becomes an unbridgeable chasm.

As the blazing fire engulfed the room where Saori used to stay, Kanna left a book behind.

Kanna is Naraku's first avatar.She has no will of her own and will never disobey Naraku's orders.

Familiar buildings were engulfed in flames, and everything was burned.

God hid the book in his arms blankly, and watched the fire turn into black smoke, and the black smoke turned into scorched earth, and the scorched earth was blown by the wind, and the dust flew up, disappearing into the miasma-shrouded sky.

——"This is Kanna's name."

Holding her hand, he wrote her name stroke by stroke on the title page.

——"After writing the name, it is Kanna's thing."

Human beings who should not have appeared in Hitomi City from the very beginning believe that God has no heart and Kagura is free.

The cold water filled the mirror surface. After Bailing Mountain collapsed, the collapsed mountain formed a grotto in the ground. Water droplets dripped from the stalactites, splashing and spreading ripples on the water surface.

Naluo abandoned her human heart in Bailing Mountain, and sealed it underground with the remains of Bailing Mountain.

The white mirror sank into the water together. This was Naraku's punishment for Kanna. She should not have told Saori about the whereabouts of Shiro Doji. As a tool of loyalty to Naraku, she had committed an act equivalent to betrayal.

The traitor was sealed in the cold and deep underground, and the mirror-like water made waves.

A figure clad in white baboon skin stood on the shore, and endless pieces of meat were deposited on the bottom of the water. There was an empty echo from the cold grotto, and Qu Ling, who was out of breath, followed the howling wind and rushed straight to Yu Naluo, who was suspended in front of him. The Jade of the Four Souls.

The complete Jade of Four Souls floated in the air, and there was no gap in the pitch-black light.

Qu Ling couldn't return to the jade, and the twisted shadow suddenly shrank and then opened, as if wishing to turn into sharp teeth and tear the half-demon into pieces:

"What do you want to do, Naraku!!"

His eyes moved slightly, as if he had only noticed the existence of Qu Ling now, Naraku said in a flat tone:

"You escaped from Sesshomaru, Qu Ling."

The corners of his thinly curved lips curved slightly, and he retracted his gaze, no longer looking at the distorted and swollen evil spirit.

"Are you so afraid of natural teeth?"

"Are you going to give up on me?" Qu Ling's voice was tinged with poison, "Without my confrontation with Cuizi's soul in Kikyo, without my sealing power to purify those two witches, what do you think Naraku can do? You're nothing but a lowly half-demon."

Naraku looked at the bottom of the water, a man with long hair like ink and those dark red eyes reflected on the cold water.

"...No," Naraku chuckled lightly, from the depths of his throat.

"I'm not going to give up on you."

The seal on the mirror was suddenly loosened, and the cold mirror surface shone with dazzling light.

"That's too cheap for you."

The soul-absorbing mirror stood on the water, and a powerful suction force came from the depths of the mirror, like an invisible hurricane, instantly grabbing Qu Ling who wanted to escape.

The shadow twisted like a viper, hissing with a vicious growl.

"Damn!!!!"

The evil breath blew up a raging and violent wind, constantly tearing at Naluo's robe.

He watched Qu Ling expressionlessly being sucked in by the mirror in Kanna's hand, the vicious curse stopped abruptly in an instant, and disappeared completely as the dimmed mirror surface.

In just an instant, the cold and deep grotto returned to its original calm.

Only the pieces of meat at the bottom of the water were stuck together by invisible spider threads, rustling, and breathing bubbles appeared in the cold and deep bottom.

"...You are back again, Naraku."

The human heart that was abandoned and sealed at the bottom of Bailing Mountain emerged from the water in the form of a human face.

"why."

Naraku's voice echoed on the dark water.

"I've already excreted you, why don't you disappear."

"You mean, why doesn't my pain disappear?" Dense foam surged up, and the figure left the water, gradually becoming slender, and turned into a familiar appearance leaning against Naraku's chest.

"Of course it's because—" the figure paused, and the corners of its mouth curved into a nasty arc, "You didn't get what you really wanted."

"She" raised her arms and wrapped them around Naraku's waist.

"Do you still remember the curse that the ghost spider gave you before it disappeared?" The figure slowly said.

- "You'll never get what you want."

The sound of water was scattered in an uproar, Nai Luo cut off the throat of speaking, and crushed the other party mercilessly.

"...You are really vicious towards your own human heart."

The figure slowly condensed into shape again, this time it did not turn into Saori's appearance, but revealed Naraku's own face.

"Even if you kill my existence, your pain will not end."

The Jade of Four Souls quietly floated in the air.

"Now, you can completely pollute the jade of the four souls without using the negative emotions contained in the human heart. Why is that, Naraku?"

The water surface stabilized, and dead silence spread in the darkness.

"Because even without my presence, your heart is still filled with despair."

Naraku's human heart turned into a spider and crawled in from under the skin of his palm.

"Let this end."

"If you want to end the pain, there is actually another way."

Absorbing the complete four soul jade, the mind and body will become monsters.

The filthy jade beads fell into Naluo's hands, and the secret and pure power exuded an aura that drove countless monsters crazy.

He will not despair, so he will not love, obliterate himself, and be completely swallowed by the jade of the four souls.

...the last and craziest gamble.

Naraku lowered her dark red eyes.

The moment he closed his palms, the filthy jade of the four souls suddenly glowed.

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