The demon of urushumaru

the leaves like whispers from forgotten realms. The air felt charged, heavier than it had been in years, as if something unseen stirre

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ithin a void-a realm that existed between worlds-the demon had been trapped, its rage and power contained by the will of ancient sorcerers who understood the true cost

name was stir

ike a cage, but it could feel the world above, feel the ripples of disturbance reaching into its prison. The village of Urushumaru, once peaceful

agile, and the cracks were beginning to show. It could feel the growing discontent in the village, the boys of the Uzumaki clan pushing against their boundaries, the quiet stirr

ed to twist and flicker like a flame caught in the wind. Its power was raw, unfiltered-capable of turning the earth to dust, of swallowing

apped in, throbbed with a hunger that coul

person had unknowingly triggere

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side of Ushumaru, and now, with the knowledge that something more sinister was afoot, he felt the urge to act. His reckless energy had always been his driving for

ls pressing in on him. His thoughts turned back to Takehiro and Tetsuya. The plan was set. They were going

rush in. The village, with its quiet streets and softly glowing lanterns, seemed peacef

on the edge of the forest. At first, he thought it was a trick of the wind, the way the tre

edge. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as he stepped into the woods. The trees seemed to close in arou

-the chirps of insects, the rustling of animals-were absent.

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he oppressive weight of something ancient and powerful pressing down on him from all sides. His mind raced

d the flickering light appear

en, th

through the trees, reaching his ears l

ase m

ning. His eyes darted around, but there was nothing-nothing tangible he could s

er, more insistent, until it felt like the v

e... from

head. The woods seemed to bend around him, the trees leanin

his hands shaking. The hunger in the voice-th

his voice barely audible, dro

chuckle echoed f

umaru. And you... you wi

ar apart as if something massive was awakening from a long slumber. His breath caught in his throat,

e. And Haru had unknowingly se

irst tendrils of the demon's power be

rushumaru would