#lecherous sutras: miroku

[mcuntainbcrn]

@yamisedai​ cont. from here: [x]

“In a manner of speaking, I suppose.” she wasn’t entirely certain how she had come to be in this place exactly...or where she actually was; just that she hadn’t seen any one or anything for days and she was honestly enjoying the solitude...this did provide an opportunity to get her bearings though.

“...I’m just trying to get a feel of where I am...I’m a bit lost.”

[gilbirda]

I know I’m late. It’s just that... ugh. I couldn’t.

Ngnnn too tired...

Anyways, for today I got the inspiration for a fandom I hold dear, Inuyasha!

(I’m using these propmts by @birdiiielle )

Day 7: Forgotten

Everything started when she wished upon the pearl for it to disappear, to do as it had never influenced anyone’s lives. She knew that to simply wish for the dead to come back to life would backfire in the future, so she settled into this one selfless wish.

She knew what would happen, of course. It was a selfless wish, after all, and what’s more selfless than erasing yourself from the picture? Only that this time it was quite literally erasing it. Like the pearl never existed. Like she never went back to the past.

As she observed the sealed well, still with the sutras and the charms she remembered from three years ago, she knew what would happen if she opened it and jumped inside. Well, there were two clear options: one, it wouldn’t work - that was the most probable one-; or two, she could be able to pass, only to find that people had lived on without her. Kikyo would have never been required to be a miko, Inuyasha would have found his father’s legacy and maybe learn to be around people again. Sango would have grown older, maybe married a guy from her village and had slayer kids. Miroku would have a long life by his father, maybe become a more centered man instead of the lecherous monk trying to fill a void - a figurative one - with alcohol and women.

Everyone would have lived on without memories of her, like they had never met. Only she remembered what really happened, but she wished that she didn’t. This hurt more that simply being forgotten, because at least then she would die happy knowing that somewhere inside them she existed in a buried memory. By now she had nothing.

In the end her wish was fulfilled, everyone was happy and alive, what at what cost?