User blog:Ore-samma/My Ochimusha (No Lewd) (Afterlife)

Hello fans, Ore-samma here!

A fan request, a new fan of MGE.

'' Ok so this may sound weird but just roll with this idea. You  received an invitation to the realm of undead because of your heroic feats, outside of your residence a carriage pulled by horses appears from a portal, by the looks of the carriage it could only be the undead. Thats all i have for now but in the rest of the story i want to go like, after meeting the queen of the undead she wants to see you in action before her eyes so she sets up a duel between you and her ochimusha subordinate ''

This one was easy enough to write, and enjoyable to write too!

I liked my descriptor of the Afterlife in this particular one and so here it is!

Hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

I stared at the glowing red letter for a long time.

Everyone seemed to ignore it as they passed by on their day….just like they ignored me.

Because of course they would…..I was dead after all.

I glanced back at my house that was now gifted to the samurai my Lord replaced me with. I knew him well, and he was a worthy man.

He still seemed awkward in taking over my home, and my mamono servants. But I smiled as I watched them serve him with the same devotion and distinction they served me.

The only problem was…..why wasn’t I being taken to the land of the dead?

I sighed and rested my back against the front wall of the house and stared at the full moon, wondering if it would always be like this.

But again, my eye was drawn to the glowing red letter. I scoffed as I stood and strode over to it. It wouldn’t matter, I couldn’t touch anything that wasn’t a floor or a wall, so why would this be any different?

I gasped as the red letter registered with my remembered sense of touch. I felt a strange elation as my fingers closed around it, even producing the a small, yet wonderful crinkling sound as I drew it nearer and opened the envelope.

I smiled and almost cried in joy as I found I could place the envelope in my mouth and actually taste the paper! What a joy! I delicately drew out a parchment and saw it was written.

 Dearest Musashi- 

'' The reason you have not traveled to the land of the dead, is because the chief god has rejected you due to your association with mamono, and has condemned you to wander as a baseless spirit for all eternity. However, if you wish a new master- I invite you to my Palace. ''

'' I will discuss all details once we are in each others presence. ''

 With respect and honor 

'' Kobayashi-Sama. ''

I noticed a single symbol that meant “acknowledge” on the paper and pressed my thumb to it. The paper and envelope burst into a brilliant flame and I cried out as the fire grew into a flaming portal.

I looked and started to walk around the portal. The fire obscured all vision making it appear as a pane of glowing energy. I heard the sound of hooves and backed out just in time to see a flaming carriage burst through the wall of flame.

The horses were a combination of fire and bone, they snorted and appeared to look at me as if I offended them for waiting for so long.

The carriage itself appeared to be a mixture of dark obsidian inlaid with glowing spools of silver and frothing grey skulls that belched a green, sweet smelling incense that quickly made it appear as if the entire ensemble was upon a cloud of necromancer energies. The door opened and a young female warrior stepped out and looked about, her eyes glowing a bright, pale green. She locked her green orbs to me strode towards me, her stance and footfalls full of purpose, her mouth pulled into a hard line.

“Please step inside your transport to my Lady’s court.” She said, giving me a curt nod-like bow.

“I, uh- of course! But, may I know your name?” I stammered.

The lady’s face softened a little. “I am Kozue. Please, we must not keep my Lady waiting.” She said, striding to the door and holding it open, revealing an opulent interior that was decorated in plush violet and gold finery.

By now the incense looked like a fog, and the horses were gnashing their teeth and stomping their feet at me, snorting small balls of fire and-

' “Human! Human! Human!” '

' “Slow! So slow!” '

' “Human is dumb!” “Yes! Human!” '

' “Human! Move!” '

' “Move! Hurry!” '

-were even starting to talk to me.

I took one last look at what was my life and stepped into the carriage with Kozune. Once inside the carriage, I was passed a small tray where Kozune served me a small helping of green tea and sweet dumplings.

“You must be hungry, my Lord.” She whispered as she also pushed a small tray of strange bean shoots and rice.

“Actually, since I died...I haven’t been hungry at all.” I murmured as I sipped from the teacup.

Kozune gave a small smile and took some tea for herself. “Well, I made these for you all the same. The journey won’t be too long, so please- make yourself comfortable.”

“Actually, I would like to ask you some questions if you do not mind.”

Kozune held up her finger. “I will answer anything that does not touch the sphere of my Lady, as it would be dishonorable.”

I nodded internally, ah yes...she was an old school samurai. I would have to be careful to not offend her, or her Lady. I thought for a moment and realized that most questions I could ask would pry into her Lady’s motivations or into her history so I sighed and looked out the window, but saw only green fog.

“How long until we get there, specifically?”

Kozune smiled again. “Four hours.”

We chatted about hardly anything, and it felt as though only moments passed when I felt the carriage come to a stop, and the door was opened.

“Welcome, Lord Musashi! Welcome back, Kozune-san!” A burly man said, keeping aside.

“Thank you, Genku-dono!” Kozune said in a respectful tone and took my arm as we walked and I took in the surroundings.

We were in a large market square, shuffling our feet amidst small drifts of fragrant cherry blossom petals. The stalls and stores were packed with so many things. Food, souvenirs, weapons, odd nick-nacks, spell reagents, scrolls shops, even ramen stalls and other oddities.

“Please, Lord Musashi.”Kozune said, clutching my arm,  “The carriage can only go so far. Let us walk to the palace.”

“This place is amazing!” I whispered, almost overwhelmed by the perfume of the cherry blossoms and the overwhelming beauty of the cherry blossom trees that lined the streets.

As we walked I noticed gigantic waterfalls that served as a backdrop to the entire city, originating far above my eyes could see.

Large floating carriages and enormous constructs that looked like dragons floated in the air, carrying inhabitants of the city along.

The inhabitants themselves seemed to be a mixture of the walking dead, living mamono, and their incubus husbands.

Children ran, laughing and playing, shrieking and shouting in merriment, and everyone exuded the feel of blissful contentment.

We continued our talks about nothing in particular as Kozune pointed out the various sights and wonders of her Lady’s realm until at last we entered a modest sized palace and I was brought before a beautiful woman in a gold Kimono with jet white hair. Next to her was the Legendary Monomoto Kurvashi; the first Triune Path swordsman.

“Ah, Lord Musashi! You have come!”  Kobayashi exclaimed and quickly dismissed her court. She kissed Monomoto and patted his chest. “I shall join you soon, my husband.” She purred and turned her vibrant purple eyes to me.

“Lord Mushahi. Your acts of heroism has reached my kingdom, and your skill with your two-sword technique is known far and wide.” She stepped closer to me and I quickly lowered to my knees.

“I would like to offer you a place at my court if you prove yourself worthy.” She finished, gently grabbing my sleeve and bringing me to stand to face her. “And please, stand. We do not stand on the silly parade like those in the land of the living.”

I nodded. “Thank you, my Lady. How would I prove to be worthy of your court?”

Lady Kobayashi motioned with her head and I noticed Kozune looking at me, blushing. Her glowing green eyes were now dim, a brilliant sheen on a reflective surface instead of a glowing lamp.

“You must test your mettle against my greatest ochimusha subordinate.” She tsked her tongue and wagged her finger. “I have a standing decree in my court- no one who serves me can remain unmarried. But somehow my daughter Kozune has slipped by for about ten years without accepting a suitable husband!” She straightened and looked to me. “You are about to have the challenge of your life. My daughter has studied under her father since she was only three years old! She is considered an adept at the Triune Sword path.”

I nodded. “I understand, but i have no swords.” I said, gesturing to my empty hips. “They were passed on to my successor.”

Kobayashi sighed and pulled her own twin blades from her hip. “Will these suffice?” She said, handing them over.

I gave a respectful head bow as I took them. “Yes, they will.”

“Good!” She cried out. “Begin!”

I felt a sudden movement and quickly dodged and parried and side stepped Kozune.

“Sneaky!” I muttered and adjusted my grip and step and dove into the battle.

Fighting Kozume was an exercise of epic proportions. Both of us seemed to have infinite stamina, and her skill was unreal. I’ve never faced a Triune Path swordsman above a novice level, and even they were tricky to match…..but Kozume…..she was something else.

Every block, every feint, every parry was an exercise of focus and concentration.

The Triune Path was a conglomeration of three styles of sword fighting. It centered around balance and subtlety. It was meant to tire your opponent, and use their strike against them

The problem was my own style of Nitoryu was so well balanced that neither of us could gain ground.

There had to be a weakness though! Something underdeveloped….wait! That’s it!

It came to me all at once; Triune Path Swordsmen never used wrestling techniques! That was it! All I had to do was get closer and…..

At last!

I saw my opportunity and shifted my body weight and she cried out as she tumbled and flailed her arms.

“Gotcha!” I hissed, letting go of my swords and holding her in a close embrace.

“Oh! What a dirty trick!” Kozume huffed as she let go of her swords and wrapped her arms and legs around me. “Husband.” She finished in a lewd whisper in my ear.

I smiled back and was surprised as she suddenly kissed me.

“Good! Very good!” Kobayashi cried out. She stepped forward and sheathed her twin swords and handed them to me. “My wedding gift to you, welcome home my newest son!”