Bought a new keyboard and is in the process of getting use to typing on it so expect some drabbles.
Don't worry, I am at the process of finishing the next chapter of the Prince of Yotsuba. I'm 1/3 finish with the chapter and I'll have it out by the 16th at the latest.
A quick drabble regarding the Yotsuba Clan, starting with the Matriarch herself, Yotsuba Maya.
Power
Yotsuba Maya is magnificent.
She knew that.
The world knew that.
She was magnificent.
Her power was magnificent.
No one can escape her might.
After all, light was meant to purge everything while night cast its brilliance throughout the world.
Her power is inescapable.
Blood
Maya was bathing in the blood of the people that had ruined her as a woman.
She despised the Dahan to such a degree that she made it her life's mission to hunt every single one of them down before murdering and desecrating them.
They destroyed her life as a woman.
She would destroy them period.
And Maya would not discriminate, man, woman, child, elderly, as long as they have the blood of the Dahan running through their veins, she would butcher them without remorse, and she would bathe in their blood.
Maya would bathe in the blood of those who had ruined her.
As she bathe herself with the blood of hundreds of Dahans, as their blood cascade down her body, Maya cannot help but feel elated.
Maya cannot help but feel vindicated.
Fear
It was delicious.
So very delicious.
Maya could feel the fear as she glided through the hall.
They fear her. Maya could taste the fear that was directed solely at her.
It was wondrous.
Maya could remember, as clear as day, people laughing, mocking, and demeaning her in the days, months, even years after her tragedy.
She could remember all those smug looks and insults thrown at her when they thought she wasn't looking.
She remembers everything, and that is why there fear is so sweet to her.
Those who mock her remained in the grown, while she sore to the heavens.
They remained planted on the ground where they belong while she became the pinnacle, the pillar of what a magician should be.
They remained beneath her feet, where they rightfully belong.
Envy
Maya would not deny the envy that course through her body at the sight of her sister's belly.
There was life growing in her sister's womb, a life that would become something amazing one day.
Maya was a woman that has everything.
Beauty, power, renowned, she had them all in spade.
But what she really wanted was a child.
A child to call her own.
A child to call her everlasting legacy.
A child that would call her mother.
Love
Maya abandoned loved the day her fiancé left her for dead when she was thirteen years of age.
At that cruel day, her conception of love was shattered beyond repair.
Several decades later, as she witnesses her sister give birth to her first son; the emotion that she had long killed suddenly came back to life with a vengeance.
Gazing at the child of her sister, Maya would genuinely admit that she had fallen in love with her twin's newly born son.
Hers
The day Tatsuya's magic was announce to the family, she became the happiest woman in the world.
The power to destroy the world, Tatsuya, her Tatsuya was born with that glorious ability.
The power that Maya dreamt, it now exists in the child of her sister…
No, it existed in her child.
In Maya's mind, Tatsuya was not the child of her sister.
Tatsuya was hers.
He. Was. Hers.
He was her son!
His magic was the very proof of their bond as mother and son.
Anger
Maya was furious at the injustice that befell upon her and her son.
It was not fair.
Her son, her wonderful son, was delegated to a mere servant due to the fears of her family!
She was outrage, but Maya would not be where she is today by acting on her emotions.
There are ways to get her son on the throne.
Maya would be the next head of the Yotsuba.
Her son would succeed her; she would burn the world for that to happen.
Doll
Her elder sister was once again pregnant with another child, but this time, Maya did not feel any jealousy.
In Maya's mind, she already had a son and he was the best son in the world.
Maya was confident that her son would be better than her sister's daughter-to-be.
After all, her son was born naturally, he was form and crystalized by her prayer, and his magic was born from her magic and desire.
Her sister's daughter, she would not come close to her son's greatness.
She was, after all, artificial.
Her son was naturally strong.
Her sister's daughter would only be artificially strong.
And also, she would be born as her son's doll to play with. Her sister's daughter would be nothing more as her son's plaything.
And Maya would make sure that her son would have the most perfect doll.
To fuck and to have as he pleases.
As it should be and it would come to pass.
Perfect
Watching Tatsuya's training made Maya feel emotions that she thought she had long forgotten.
He was truly perfect.
The perfect soldier.
The perfect warrior.
The perfect magician.
The perfect son, Maya's perfect son.
And he would be the perfect man, that much Maya is confident of.
He would grow and he would define the word perfect, and the world would see how wonderful of a mother Maya is.
Maya swore to the Gods that she never believed in.
Hatred
If anyone would ask whom Yotsuba Maya hated the most, she would not provide an answer that you would expect from her.
She did not hate her sister for destroying her mind.
She did not hate her former fiancé for abandoning her to a cruel fate.
She did not hate the two of them.
The person that she hated the most was her niece, Shiba Miyuki.
Maya hated her because she was the priority of the individual who could have prevented that great tragedy from befalling upon her.
Who's next!?