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Dia stepped through the woods, her hood preventing anyone from seeing her face. It was always
quiet in these woods in the human realm. Letting out a sigh as she lowered her hood she scanned the surrounding area for a place to sit. Her face was emotionless as her emerald eyes glowed in the dark. Spotting a old tree stump she walked over to it, taking off her black cloak. She rested for a bit, her magic half way drained.
“Ugh, that took too much attention then need.” Dia sighed as she brushed her hand through her inky black hair.
Dia Kurosawa, the previous lord of the Underworld. She was kicked off the throne for being ‘corrupted’. In reality the Demonic Council wanted her banished and framed her. Though seen as a strict ruler the citizens of the Underworld loved her rule. They saw her as a strong ruler, better than the ones in the past, and she was the first female to take the throne. Not only that but she was a very rare kind of demon. With capricorn shaped horns, and dark sclera she was defined as the ‘Demon of the Capricorn zodiac’, a type of demon that isn’t born in millions of years.
Shaking her heads of those thoughts Dia stood up and stretched her aching arms. She doesn’t know what to do now. She had no objectives in the first place when she arrived at Earth after her exile. Now she actually started thinking. How was she going to live? Where would she live? She could stay in the woods, but where would she get food and water? Continuing to think she failed to notice someone was watching her.
Bright amethyst eyes staring at her in the shadows wondering who this lady was or why she had horns. While Dia was distracted the person rushed out of the shadows in hopes of knocking Dia out. Snapping out of her thoughts Dia immediately used the magic she had left in her to disarm her attacker and lifting them up in the air.
“Wait put me down!” A high pitched voice squealed in fear. Turning around and looking at her attacker the first thing she noticed was the blue hair messily put into a bun. Taking a better look she noticed that it was a child that attacked her. The child was wearing a white torn short sleeve hoodie that was attached by the green suspenders of her shorts. A long sleeve under shirt and brown shoes.
“Please put me down!.” The child said again.
“Why should I? You attacked me first.” Dia replied coldly.
“I’m sorry! Please! Put me down!” The child pleaded with fear laced in her voice. Dia was about to deny again until she saw tears start to form in the child’s scared amethyst eyes. Sighing Dia set the child down and kneeled down to her eye level.
“Hey, stop crying.” Dia said in a soothing voice and rubbing her hand on the child’s head. Dia felt bad, the child was tired and hurt, that brought up Dia’s curiosity.
“Why are you out here?” Dia questioned, still rubbing the child’s head.
“I-I was abandoned by my parents a few hours ago, and mean people chased me into the woods.” The child answered still crying and rubbing her eyes. Dia’s eyes softened as she heard those words. Who would abandon their child out of nowhere? And who would be mean enough to chase a child into these woods? Especially to a child that seemed really kind. Dia clenched her fist, outraged by this. One thought crossed her mind, one question she should have asked in the beginning.
“What’s your name?” She heard the child ask.
“Dia. Dia Kurosawa. What about you?” Dia replied smiling.
“I’m Kanan! Kanan Matsuura! It’s nice to meet you Miss Dia.” Kanan answered happily with no tears in her eyes.