User blog:Ore-samma/My Jorou-Gumo (HORROR) (NO DEATH) (Dual personality) (Silent Hill)

Hello Fans, Ore-samma here!

A request that wasn’t for the Halloween Horror theme.

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'' A foreigner rents a room in zinpangu, oblivious that his landlady is a joro gumo. He seems uninterested (or blind) to her advances, and as time goes on, she resolves to savagely rape him until he submits. ''

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I like how this turned out, but first a warning.

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 MILD DESCRIPTOR OF VIOLENCE / MUTILATION 

 NO DEATH, ALL CHARACTERS LIVE AND ARE WHOLE 

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I hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

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“How long will you be staying?”

The cute man had a small twinkle in his eye and flashed a small grin.

“Maybe a month? It depends, the magic process I need to do varies wildly from person to person.”

I felt a small thrill and edged closer to him, brushing my breasts against his arm.

“Really? And…..is there going to be anyone else staying with you? Some other special person?”

He shook his head. “I don’t think so, at least not until much later...not sure, it all depends.”

I just barely kept from gritting my teeth...the man had better not be here to try to pair up with anyone but me!

“Oh? What does it depend on?” I cooed as I rubbed a little closer to him.

“The person I happen to meet.” He said and deftly side stepped and handed over a small bag of gold. “This should cover for rest of the month, yes?”

I nodded. “Oh yes.” I gingerly took the bag and placed it in the folds of my kimono, noticing his eyes lingering at my cleavage for just a moment.

“By the way, my name is Ellie. What is your name?” I said, giving a double-wink.

“Walter Sullivan.” He said.

“Welcome to my home, Walter. The room is upstairs. I call it; Room of Angel.” I gave a small wave. “Sweet dreams, may the night give you a lullaby to close your eyes.”

I watched as he climbed the stairs, fingering my blade as he closed the door without a backwards glance.

Yes….he would be mine….mine, and no one else’s.

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(pov break)

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“What a strange lady….how perfect.” I said, somewhat unsure how I stifled my grin. She was perfect….perfect….perfect.

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(pov break)

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“Did you sleep well, Walter?” I said with a smile as he came down for breakfast.

“Good morning Ellie! Yes! Maybe a little restless with the wind rattling my door and window, but nothing too drastic.” He sniffed the pancakes and bacon and dug right in. “This is delicious!” He said with a smile.

I smiled too, just barely able to contain my rage. How he managed to change the locks, and magically seal the door and window made my blood boil beneath my smile and soothing voice.

How dare he do this to me!

“Well, the storms here in the Zipangu mountains often blow into the valley. You will get used to it, I’m sure! How did your magical process go?”

Walter shrugged. “Badly. The other instance I tried to employ wasn’t strong enough or forceful enough….I dunno, maybe the other part of the magical process wasn’t all that receptive to what I was doing.”

“Oh? You almost make it sound like all this is you trying to convince another person to do something?” I purred as I took away his plates and rubbed my breasts against his shoulders.

“A person? Hmmm, maybe you could call it that. I would say it is something more like a portion of a person. Maybe like half of a person. But even that is a poor descriptor...the other side doesn't even really have consciousness.” He said, shifting his body to give my nipples a delicious amount of friction that I could just barely resist from shuddering.

“Oh?!? You mean to say that you’re dealing with a sentient being?” I said, placing the dishes in the sink, bending over and allowing my kimono to slip just a little bit more.

“Sort of….it just depends on how much that sentient being chooses to reveal itself to me.”

I glanced up, I had to know if he was looking…..what? He wasn’t!?! His stupid nose was stuck in a book?!?! How dare he not look at me!

“Well.” I said, straightening up and chittered over to his chair and placed my hands on his shoulders. “Sometimes, in order for something to be revealed….you have only to ask!”

Walter looked up and smiled. “I will remember that.” He stood, his chest brushed against my breasts and his face was just a few inches from mine. “I have some things to get, I’ll be back before dark.”

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I fumed, my blood boiled as I watched him go. What was he playing at?!?! What kind of madness was he possessed with!

I waited a little and followed him, fingering my dagger. I had to know where he was going! I had to know what he was doing!

I yelped as my finger ran across a chip in my blade….strange….that wasn’t there before.

I looked at my bleeding finger and the chip…..how did that get there?

No matter- I had to follow him quickly!

He went from one magical reagent shop to the next, absolutely soaking up the attention the other female mamono’s were giving him, making my blood boil even more as he returned their flirting that was far less obvious than mine! How DARE he!

I breathed a small sigh of relief as he turned to the path that would see him back home and I quickly took a shortcut and had tea ready for him by the time he returned.

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(later)

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It had been a week…..a full blasted week of me teasing him...following him...trying to love him….well no more! NO MORE!

I chittered up the stairs, and tried my key to get into the Room of Angel.

It didn't work, of course it didn’t.

“WALTER!” I shouted, banging on the door. “I’VE HAD ENOUGH!”

I raised both of my fists and smashed the door down and-

“Welcome, Ellie.” Walter said with a smile in his voice, his back turned to me.

“Welcome, nothing!” I shrieked! “You are going to be mine! Mine! MINE!” I screamed as I pointed my- my-

“What happened to my knife?” I said, feeling a strange horror steal over me.

“What? Don’t tell me I have to explain it again to you.” He slowly rose to his feet, shaking his head and tsked his tongue. “So forgetful, but I suppose it was the point after all.”

“What are you-” I screamed as I saw his body when he turned to face me.

His chest was filled with knife wounds, his abdomen was ripped open with his internals dangling out. His eyes were nothing more than pulpy depressions and his lips and nose were gone, the wounds bleeding profusely.

“Behold your handiwork, my lovely wife!” Walter said, his voice now more in my mind than in my ears.

“W-w-w-wife?!?!” I stammered, trying to back out, but the door-

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“The door! Where’s the door?!?” I screamed, pounding on the wall that replaced my exit.

“What door, my love?” Walter said as he slid next to me, his horrifying visage turned to me. I shrank back as I saw his exposed cheek muscles contract into what must be a smile.

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” I screamed, brandishing the jagged, rusted snarl that was once my knife.

“Come now, my love. I have felt your affections with that pathetic thing many times now.” He gestured to his body and placed his hands on his hips. “This fear won’t do. You’d just be best to leave it alone, and with your other part.”

“What’s happening? Why are you doing this? I just wanted to love you!”

Walter laughed and backed away. “But I DO love you, my dear Ellie. Did you really think that the entire world was divided into only two factions? Monster-bad? Human-good? Mamono-good? Human-bad?”

He laughed and shook his head, drops of blood falling from his face. “Did you or anyone stop to think that there are eyes beyond the veil? Eyes that belong to the most ancient and darkest of evils?” He slowly raised his finger and pointed at me.

“You were mine the moment you picked Walter as your husband, for I accepted your betrothal. We are married, and your parts are mine….now….and forever.”

“I don’t deserve this!” I screamed, scrabbling at the space where the door was. “'I’m not evil! I’m not like you!'”

“My dear, you aren’t even really sentient.”

I stopped and turned to look at Walter.

“What?!?!”

“Look.” He gestured, and a mirror materialized next to him.

I saw me and Walter snuggling on the couch downstairs. It was fully dark and….why wasn’t I blood-lusted? Why wasn’t I attacking him with my passions? Why-

“Because that part of you, is with me.” Walter said. “The balance of your consciousness was so desperate to have Walter as her own, she cast you off from herself, and is now a loving, gentle, and devoted wife to Walter.”

I felt my body grow cold and numb as I slid my vision back to Walter.

“The rest belongs to me.”

“No...no….please….I’m so scared...” I whimpered, feeling my legs lose strength and I sank to the floor.

“Oh, my dear.” Walter said, shaking his head. “I have no need for your fear, terror, or pain.” He extended his hand. “Just your rage, bloodlust, maliciousness, and cruelty. These are the things I married….but I cannot take them by force. You have to give them to me.”

“What?”

“Every night for the past week you have come here. Every night you ravished me and used your blade to make love to me. And with each instance you cast off the darker parts of your soul. The only thing about the incarnation in front of me that is left, that I do not want; is your jealousy, fear, pain, and remorse.” His grin grew grotesque and red lights lit in his eye sockets. “The rest is pure evil. And that is what I want.”

“Wh-what? You mean to say-”

The thing nodded, its flesh falling away to reveal a burning skeleton. “Return to him. To Walter. Accept your jealousy, fear, pain, and remorse...and your consciousness will only be with the object of your love.”

I blinked as the burning skeleton started to melt away like candle wax, the room swirled around me and fractured into multi-colored webs.

I screamed as I felt myself drown! NO! NO! PLEASE!

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“Walter!” I cried out, jumping in his arms on the couch.

“Shhh, Ellie- you’ve been having these nightmares for a week now, are you sure you are going to be okay?”

I panted and looked into his gentle face and light blue eyes that shone like the stars in the dim firelight of the living room.

“Walter! It’s the same dream again!” I whimpered and settled into his arms. “You promised that removing my night face would be effortless!”

Walter stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. “I am sorry, Ellie. I didn’t know that your night face was so intertwined with your identity. I had to slowly unravel everything that was dark and sinister from it all.”

He tilted my chin and kissed my lips, nibbling a little on my tongue. “But I feel like it’s all gone, don’t you feel it too?”

I sighed and nodded, snuggling deeper into his embrace. “I do….I just hope that those parts of me are silent like the hill…..quiet and asleep….”

Walter stroked my hair, producing a shiver down my back. “Don’t worry. I made sure to hang onto every last shred of your consciousness. You are whole, and the darkness in your heart returned to whence it came.”

“I’m still worried….I don’t know if I can go back to sleep….will my dreams ever be sweet?”

“Of course they will…..here, let me sing a lullaby to close your eyes.” Walter cooed in a sing-song voice.

“There is no reason to fear or cry….here’s a lullaby to close your eyes…..”