♡ Kryptonite ● Akaza x Reader ●

Chapter 3: "Parents"

Author announcement:

In the following two chapters Akaza won't be present. Sorry for that but character building is a necessety in my opinion.

Thanks for understanding and reading my first story ever. <3

Y/N POV:

After healing completely, I focused on my training to regain my power. I didn't went on any missions since my encounter with the upper moon which lies one month in the past.

Today my duty is to report everything that had happened to my parents. I haven't visited them since the incident because I was sure that they would admonish me. My only purpose to live is to kill the demons who lurk in the dark my dad always used to tell and remind me of that fact. The last time I stumbled home, not able to defeat one of them he made sure that I won't come home again until I finished this beast off. I was fifteen at that time. Now eight years later, after killing every demon I ran across, I am still traumatized from this event. My dad's opinion is clear I am not allowed to disappoint him in any way or pull our family name through the dirt, otherwise I was unworthy of living.

I was one step in front of the property of my parents under a huge archway which read "SMOKE". I got a look at the familiar area. There was a beautifully built stone path towards the front porch, left and right of it was an ornamental garden. A pond was located in the garden, over it led an old wooden bridge. The saturated colors of the plants and flowers added a finishing touch to the beauty of the garden.

As a child I was never allowed to play here because I could ruin the perfect image of this scenery. Carefully placed ornaments and exotic flowers were expensive and only had the purpose to show off to other commoners.

In my opinion that garden surely was a blessing for the eyes, a paradise in the poor and partly demolished city around, it was like a gate to heaven for the citizens which they can never reach. It showed them a life they could never accomplish in this unfair and cruel world, people die before they turn old or they become demons under the lead of the demon king.

This world shows no mercy to the average humans. This whole scenery is just a lie. The real purpose of this perfect garden was to give others hope, a sight of light, that their life's can turn as well. That they can life a carefree live in a big mansion like this. This place just played the people mind games and made them willingly do everything for those who have reached their goal, without questioning them.

Even as a child I pitied the hungry and poor people around town, the kids who looked with astonishment at my house and had envy in their young eyes when they saw me in the rare times I was in the front. What they didn't see was what was going on behind closed doors.

In the back side of the house, there was my place. In the training dorms or on the field against straw puppets.

A long breath left my lips, and I gathered all my courage to make the step in this beautiful looking hell. My steps caused sound to disturb the silence as they collided onto the stone path. My heart race began to increase and my thoughts run wild.

*I don't want to talk to them. What will he do to me?*

I tried to contain myself and to look confident on the outside, my Sensei always told me to feel the fear but to never show it to the enemy ahead. Fear can become a strength or a weakness it lies in the hands of the fighter.

The path to the front door was short and I wished it to be longer but now there is no turning back. My hand found its way to the doorhandle and pushed it down carefully to not cause too much noise, my dad hates loud noises, and I am verry aware of that.