Well, his stuff didn’t roll off of Seiryu’s head, which indicated their final position to be left at when Mura decided to fly off. And why was it that he was packing his stuff like this? Well, the time had come for him to set off time to give himself some holidays, you know, a proper vacation of sorts. He and everyone else at Fairy Tail deserved some time to celebrate Christmas, but he had decided to do it elsewhere this time. His heart fluttered at the thought of finally returning to his homeland after over 4 years; Midi, the land of the rising sun and sinking moon, the land of sushi, ramen and kimonos, and the seedbed for this specimen known as Mura Kensho.
“Finally seeing Midi again… my home,” Kyuken murmured under his breath, “Mother… Father… my ground… Aaaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhh! Mura, let’s hurry up! I CAN’T HANDLE THIS!” The ghost kept pulling Mura back and forth in impatience, but Mura was also happy and eager. Happier than usually, too. Imagine, 4 years had passed by, and so much had happened… he just couldn’t wait to share his adventures with his huge family. His bloody family, bloody hell. He was going to see his father again after so long… hopefully, his old man was still kicking around. Ah, and his cousins - all of them in their numerous presence, close to his heart as brothers and sisters under the five-branched tree that was their family’s symbol - he was more than excited to show them how he was doing. The mage that he had become… again, hopefully, he wouldn’t blow their minds beyond functionality by showcasing a few spells of his.
But why did he summon a blue tatsu (“serpentine dragon”) just to carry his baggage when he was perfectly capable of bending the earth to do his bidding? Well, tatsus were classy creatures in Midi, and they were heavily revered as guardian deities among other entities. They resided in lakes, seas or any body of water in the land, and they were inseparably tied to Midian culture. And he was the Onmyōji, so he better show up in Midi as one - with style.
And if Mythica was his wife, then she would have to gain the blessings of his father. That was custom in Midi, to gain the blessings of each other’s parents. This usually happened before the marriage itself, but… we know how rushed it was.
“There, there, Azure-chan,” Mura soothed the dragon’s worries of being able to safeguard his belongings while patting its large, scaled head, “We’ll take off soon. I’m just waiting for her.”
Mythica's hands trembled slightly as the chill in the air bit at her exposed skin. She didn't normally notice the cold, or care for it that much either, but today was different. Today she had feeling. Feeling that sent her entire spine into a shiver from the thought. Telling herself this was real once more, Mythica mentally prepared herself for the days ahead. If she played her cards right, they could be the start of the happiest segment of her life. She just needed to help convince others of that factor...
Today was the day, and Mythica wasn't know for being late. Or known for being anything for that matter. She normally showed up whenever and wherever she felt like it, never letting others know her timetable. For Mura though... This was a different story entirely. She wouldn't let him wait long for her, not with everything that was currently at stake. No, she'd make sure not to disappoint her husband with tardiness. After all, she was a time wizard, there was really no excuse for such rudeness.
The cold air hit her face as Mythica walked through the wintered streets of the city. The populace was in full festive mode as the cobblestone roads were lined with all sorts of colourful christmas decorations. Pine trees had been cut from the nearby forest and were adorned with beautiful lights that shimmered in the cold winter air. Mythica would have liked to stop and stare at the wonderous world around her, but she had far more important things to do!
Mura would feel her presence a few seconds before Mythica made it known. She smirked and hugged her husband from behind! Her face was a little red from the cold, but her smile could bring warmth to anything. She was wearing a different set of clothes than what Mura was used to seeing her in. Instead of her battle outfit or her regular twin tail hairstyle, she wore it out long, behind her back. Her bangs till covering the glowing clock eye on the left side of her face. "I'm so excited to finally meet your family, Mura! This will be so much fun!" She said, bursting from excitement and hugging him tightly.
Guess he didn’t need to wait so long. A surprised expression popped out from his face as he felt Mythica’s embrace of his back, ever so tightly and with a level of excitement that he hadn’t seen from her in a while. She seemed genuinely eager to visit Midi with him. When someone so close to a person showed their eagerness to see or try something that the other found deep respect and love in, then… love would only increase tenfold. She was the strangest woman that Mura had ever met in his entire life, but that didn’t save him from healing his heart of the past and falling in love with her.
“Y-Yes, so am I…!” he replied joyously, not hiding his corresponding excitement to introduce his wife to his family and vice versa, “Have you got your luggage prepared? In that case, we should take off now… mhmmm, I can’t wait.” A rather unfamiliar action from the shaman, he rested his hands on Mythica’s as they were clinging around him, generously sharing some warmth with his beloved one. Her body pressing up on his back, her cheerful voice, it all made it clear that she was his and his alone. And he loved that feeling.
If everything was ready with Mythica concerning her luggage etc., then he would gently lift her up as a newlywed groom, let her take a seat right behind the skull of Seiryu’s scaly head where she could sit safe, and jump up on Seiryu himself next to her. “It might be a bit too much to ride on a dragon, but I promised someone…” he explained to her, “We’re ready now, Azura-chan. Nobore (Ascend.)” he commanded his summoned dragon, and lo and behold as the Azure Dragon obeyed the Onmyōji without a second thought, lifting itself up in the air via pure current alone - not basking a single muscle, but letting the changing, blowing airs levitate its body - soon finding themselves capable of covering all of Magnolia with their view in one glance. People would have to celebrate Christmas here in Magnolia without the Guildmaster of Fairy Tail for this December. He gave the town a rising, grinning smile as they took off, the dragon’s serpentine body cutting through the clouds without harming its passengers.
Above the grey clouds that let the snowflakes fall down, the sky was blue and crystal clear. The sun hung low and shone more reddishly than, for instance, in summer. Mura’s magic heated up the air specifically around himself and Mythica, and breaking down the oxygen molecules with heat of abnormal precision allowed for breathable air. It looked like something straight out of a fairytale, those two riding the Azure Dragon across the open skies.
The Azure Dragon caused downfall of clouds, rain and snow, to occur wherever it flew over. Soon, its shadw would taint the clouds over Desierto and Minstrel, approaching its destination. In the meantime, Mura… struggled to start a conversation. You know, small talk. He did, however, soon figure out that he could just comment on her new outfit, in which he turned around and made it as clear as possible to Mythica that he was, quote on quote, ‘checking her out’. His eyes made sure to witness every arc of her beauty before his mouth dared to speak: “That must be a new outfit of yours. Trying to impress me…?” He finished his sentence with a deeper, more playful tone as his nose reddened up.
Mura was surprised to see Mythica, as expected from her entrance. Not that she minded though, she had meant to cause him to jump a little. Mythica had always thought he looked adorable whenever the unexpected him, and she had doubted he was expecting her to show up in the way she did, especially in the fashion of hers. She met his eyes with the same warm smile of her own, and giggled when Mura asked about her luggage. "I don't need luggage, silly! I'm sure your home has many different things I could use!" She stated truthfully. Mythica was not known to carry anything with her... Well, nothing physical anyways. She was constantly on the move and travelling about, but she didn't need a suitcase or a backpack to help facilitate her needs at all. No, like many wizards Mythica relied on magic to keep track of her essentials, and it seemed to be working just fine for her. Mura on the other hand still seemed to use more traditional means. Maybe his magic wasn't capable of storing items and objects like hers was? No matter, Mura was going home! How often does one need to pack to go back to where they started anyways?
When shown to the large dragon Mythica was a bit taken back at first. It definitely wasn't the strangest thing she had seen, but it was certainly unexpected. Was this creature how Mura got around? She admired the blue scaled lizard for a moment before turning to Mura. "I had no idea you owned a dragon, Mura! Why didn't you tell me sooner!" She teased, following him up onto the dragon's neck. She had never ridden a beast like this before, but figured if she was with Mura than she didn't have anything to worry about. Soon enough the duo took flight and Mythica was instantly in awe by the view. Mura's magic managed to heat the air around them, but that didn't quite stop the wind. It blew in her face slightly, removing her black bangs from her eye, exposing the golden clock for the world to see. This was what she wanted... To be here with him...
If only it could have always been like this.
She wrapped her arms around his back, locking them across his stomach and she rested her head on his shoulder, shutting her eyes and taking in the crisp, fresh air that blew past them. At the speed in which this creature was moving, she knew it wouldn't be too long before they arrived in Mura's homeland. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became... But also the more nervous. What would they think of her? What would Mura think of her if they didn't approve of her? Would her demonic lineage prove to be the one thing she always feared it was? Her thoughts on the subject were shattered however when Mura turned to her and spoke.
"Maybe." She giggled somewhat childishly. She leaned in very close and whispered into his ear. "Is it working?"
He sure hoped that nothing strange would happen to him or Mythica when they would arrive in Midi. Despite being a high-ranking wizard, he would no longer be in his safe confines of Magnolia Town, and Midi was just as flourishing with magical creatures as Fiore was - perhaps to an even more extreme degree. Differing from the beasts blessed with magic who roamed Fiore, entities here didn’t have a solid, physical bind to this plane of existence. They were floating between both, which did make them extremely dangerous… he was talking about yōkai, specifically. Mura had enough experience with them to know that, no matter how peaceful he wants his little ‘honeymoon’ to be, the possibility of a random monster knocking on their door once more was huge.
His face flared up when his self-confident question got turned right back at him. So much for taking such a dominant role for that second… but he could also be honest with himself. “Yes, it’s working a lot…” he replied quietly, rubbing his cheek up against hers in comfort, “My family will be glad to see you, don’t worry…”
Well, that was a rare sight. It also indicated their arrival… when Mura rose his head up, he saw a silhouette with a golden contour flap its wings and cross the higher skies with grace. Its five, long tail feathers danced in the wind behind its rear, and its beak was opened as it let out a high-pitched shriek. It was Hō-ō, the king of birds. And seeing it reassured Mura that nothing particularly bad would happen here in Midi. “Hō-ō… we’re in Midi now. My home…” Mura mumbled with a wavering tone as his homesickness rushed in, “Azure-chan, please descend a little.” The dragon did as told and cut down through the grey clouds, letting Mura and Mythica see the vast, spiky landscapes and mountains of the land of miso soup and samurais.
Green, thin trees stuck up like fields of grass from their height. The mountains were divided into regular, wide ranges and classic, pole-like hills. There were signs of small villages built atop the mountains, safe from the potential dangers of earthquakes. A soft mist travelled across the surface, harmless as people yet assumed their daily lives, mostly wearing their festival kimonos and yukatas as they were celebrating their children’s coming of age. A lone warrior holding his sheathed katana was standing on a bridge, watching over the young boys and girls who passed over with their lanterns to fetch off the darkening from the mist. Rivers slithered around the earth too, revealing groups of kappas brawling each other. Inside a small hut hidden behind grown vegetation, a couple was hanging out.
“Hmh… I gotta see someone veeeeeery quickly, pinky promise,” Mura warned Mythica as the Azure Dragon made a halt right next to the top of a fancy-looking bell tower. This was a temple working under the official Onmyōryō, and on the top of the tower, a little gathering of Onmyōji were dancing in harmony, trying to summon back the King of Birds but in vain.
That was, until one of them got a small bell tossed into their hands by Mura. He merely waved and let the dragon fly away, causing a shocked expression on the other priests’ faces. One of them also spotted Mythica, that alone almost causing her to puke out of an irregular fear of something that they couldn’t put their fingers or tongues on. The other priests dismissed it as mere surprise to see who they clearly assumed was the Great Onmyōji back in Midi again and patted the poor priestess’ back.
As time passed, the shaman allowed the dragon to land at its destination. Right in front of the entrance to the Kensho estate… it had grown a lot since last time he was here. It was a classic, Midian fortress now. In the estate, many activities were also set up. Most were inspired by Fiorian Christmas, but there were also Midian customs put up for the traditional sake. A-Anyway, his family was waiting inside, or so he thought. Mura would lead himself and Mythica off of Azure-chan’s neck and feel the surface again before dismissing the blue tatsu, watching Azure-chan fly straight up into the skies and becoming one with the stars once more.
“*heavy breathing*… Okay, let’s go meet them. You ready, Mythica?” he asked her one more time before entering the estate as soon as she felt like it. And destiny led to the first other Kensho member that Mura would meet being two, small twins - one with a long ponytail complimenting her delicate but apparent approach of the situation, and another with bushy, black hair complimenting his tricky approach - each trying to push their daily luggage onto their big brother. The girl’s name was Shirobina, her twin brother was Kurobina. And the big, purple-haired and fuming one was Tsunematsu.
Once the big brother had spotted Mura entering their estate, his very first reaction was to put the luggages back onto his twin siblings’ backs as he ran towards Mura, pulling up a wooden bat. Mura was in the middle of a ‘Tataimaaaaaaa-‘ which got cut in two as the shaman had to move to the side to avoid a bat straight to the face. “W-WHAT THE HELL?!” Mura cried in shock, his entire face white with horror.
“Don’t you ‘what the hell’ me, how the hell do you have the balls to show yourself here after letting us wait so many years, you little rat…?” Tsunematsu growled, his face contorted in rage as he slowly turned back to look at Mura, causing flickers of lightning to escape his eyes, “YOU’VE GOT A LOT OF NERVE, HURTING MY BROTHER’S AND SISTER’S FEELINGS!!!!!!!!!!!” It was… clearly because of Mura’s absence that Tsunematsu was angry and about to explode. And given how busy Mura had been, he couldn’t have visited them more frequently, which must’ve hurt Shiro&Kurobina’s feelings too.
“I-I… I’ve been busy with a lot of stuff over-“
“DOESN’T MATTER! THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT! YOU COULD’VE SENT A LETTER! A LACRIMA STORING YOUR VOICE! OR A GODDAMN MESSENGER BIRD! OR DID YOU HIT YOUR HEAD TOO HARD IN ONE OF YOUR MISSIONS AND FORGOT HOW TO COMMUNICATE!? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW EAGER SHIRO AND KURO HAVE BEEN TO TALK WITH YOU AGAIN?! HOW DARE YOU CURSH THEIR HEARTS AND LEAVING ME TO EXPLAIN THE WORLD TO THEM TO GET THEM TO UNDERSTAND THAT YOU’RE BUSY WHEN IN FACT, YOU LITERALLY HAVE ALL THE MEANS IN THE WORLD TO SEND US SOMETHING TO KEEP IN TOUCH WITH!? AND WHAT’S WITH RIDING A TATSU WHEN WE ALL KNOW THAT YOU CAN FLY, YOU LAZY ASSHOLE?! ARE YOU TRYING TO PISS ME- who is she?”
Tsunematsu’s rebuke and constant poking of Mura’s face came to a halt when he spotted Mura’s wife along with him. A face he had not seen before and questioned Mura to explain. Shiro and Kuro were, protectively, clinging to their big brother’s legs trying to make him stop fuming, but they also looked up at the strange girl’s face with curiosity.
Mythica could feel every twinge of emotion that emanated from her husband. It was quite cute, the closer they got to his home to more he seemed to change. Not to mention he was obviously enticed by Mythica herself being there. It was like he couldn't really focus on any one thing, being torn between several emotions at the moment, but soon they broke the cloud barrier and Mythica finally laid her own eyes on it... Midi.
She had to admit this was the first time Mythica had ever seen this country. She was generally well rounded in terms of her travel experience, but never had any of her business taken her here. Seeing it now she instantly regretted never checking it out. It was quite possibly the most beautiful land she had encountered. Mythica leaned up and closer to Mura in order to get a better view. Mountains and rivers crisscrossed their ways across the surface, and as they got lower Mythica could make out several settlements scattered across the country side. Smoke stacks from said settlements soon became visible as well. Soon they descended to a point where Mythica could make out people, and some of them watched as they passed. The traditional Midian clothing and armor on the warriors stuck out to her, and she noticed some of the priests as well.
Something about this place felt.. Familiar to Mythica. The more she stared at the country side the more and more intense the feeling had gotten. Something biting the back of her mind told her she had been here before... But she could not know why. Her memories were all intact, and she knew for certain she had never set foot in this wonderous land before. Still.. That feeling didn't go away.
Not too long after they finally arrived. The dragon made touchdown as Mythica stared at the large estate of Mura's family. It was much bigger than she expected. "I've been ready for this longer than you know." Mythica teased with a devilish grin, and she took his hand as she stepped off the creature. However, what happened next nobody could predict. They were met with three figures at first. A taller man with black hair and two children. Mythica could only assume by their lack of uniform these must be members of the estate, therefore members of Mura's family. She put on an innocent smile but that soon took a turn and a look of shock as the man attempted to hit Mura the second he caught him in his view!
It soon became evident that this man was related to Mura, and he went ballistic on her husband. Yelling and screaming about how he abandoned the family. She couldn't help but giggle at the entire thing, but soon she caught the attention of him. "O- Oh! My name is Mythica, sir." She responded politely, bowing her head in respect. "I'm one of Mura's closet friends... We met in Fiore and have been together since!" She told them. It would be easy for Mythica to reveal that she was his wife, but figured since that information was not yet public knowledge, Mura deserved to be the one to drop that bomb on his family not her. "Pleasure to meet you..." She said, her red eye staring deep into his own. Something about Mythica was dark and full of secrets, and those that looked long enough could feel it too.
Tsunematsu bowed down in response to Mythica’s greeting, something most - if not all - Midians were groomed and raised to do per custom. Although, he felt a slight pain when meeting Mythica’s gaze, but it soon disappeared and he shrugged it off as a random cramp. “W-Well, thank you for watching over my bratty cousin… I’m Tsunematsu Kensho. Shiro, Kuro, introduce yourselves too…!” he replied and looked down at the two, smaller people who were feeling much safer clinging to Mura’s legs than to their own brother’s for a moment there. They saw how the situation eased down and found courage enough to aim their gazes at Mythica too, bowing down as each one stated:
“Pleasure to meet you… My name is Shirobina Kensho. I’m the cooler one of us two.”
“Pleasure to meet ya! I’m Kurobina Kens- w-wait, hold on a second, what do you mean by that?! Are you saying that I can’t be cool?! I can be plenty cool…!”
“There’s nothing cool coming from my screaming brother. Don’t you agree, Mura-nii?”
Shirobina cackled quietly and threw Mura a mischievous look, merely wanting to mess around with her twin brother whose whole face started to redden up like a tomato. Their vocabularies had skyrocketed since he met them last time; that was all the way back when they were, like, 4.
“Well, we should hurry up and meet Dad-“ Mura spoke up, but Tsunematsu had remembered something and cut him short: “Actually, I could need your help right now. There’s a yōkai hiding somewhere here that keeps attacking my mum.” This changed the atmosphere a little. Shirobina showcased the bandages around her left thigh where she had been injured, presumably by this monster. “I was with Mother when it suddenly attacked her. I was able to save her, though… but after it hit me, it just disappeared again…” Shirobina’s leg began to shake a little, showcasing fear and anxiety of a potential second attack despite her confident tone.
Mura would take on these anomalies with his eyes closed. These people lived life differently than him, however, and didn’t possess the life-saving tool called magic. That was why he put his own, personal needs aside and nodded.
“… There you are,” he spoke, turning his gaze towards a tree that appeared to manifest icicles at an abnormal rate. The icicles fell down and formed feet, growing a torso and at last a head that finished the manifestation of an icicle humanoid. Its overall arrival was grand to Tsunematsu, Shirobina and Kurobina, but to Mura and possibly Mythica too, it was nothing too warning. The shaman wanted to make Shirobina and Kurobina see him as a legendary hero right now, so he slowly approached the monster step by step and unsheathed a rusty Harusame.
“N-No, wait… M-Mura-nii, your sword…!”
Tsunematsu had an idea that Mura wouldn’t be in need of his katana at all. He simply held back Shirobina and Kurobina and let them watch. The icicle humanoid approached Mura with hostile intent and quickly lifted one of its spike-like arms, attempting to stab him. As it jabbed down its arm, the icicle was melted away by a heat emitting from the shaman’s body all along. The monster found itself backing away from him, but it was far too late. Mura’s katana was coated in fire, and the two younger samurais were in utter awe at the sight.
“H-H-H-His katana is on fire! Is this Onmyōdō? Is this what Mura is capable of?”
“OH MY GOD, THAT TSURARA BASTARD DOESN’T HAVE A CHANCE! FIRE-SLICER!!!”
The icicle monster’s throat was swiftly cut off, and the kids got something to tell their parents about. That was one, and no other similar monsters emerged to aid it in battle, in which Mura dismissed the threat afterwards. “… Ooooookay, let’s meet Dad now!” Mura suggested, having Tsunematsu nodding and leading the two kids along as Mura ran back to grab Mythica’s hand and lead her to the main house.
On the way, Tsunematsu as well as Shiro&Kuro would ask Mythica specifically about some things such as:
- “You seem to be a close friend of his. When did you meet each other?” - “Waaaaaaaait… you’re not from Midi at all! You don’t look like i-“ *BONK* “Ignore him… but actually, where are you from? I genuinely hope that you’re from a place that you’re proud of hailing from.” - “Are you a wizard too?! I heard that Fiore is full of powerful wizards! Oh man, oh man, I wanna be a wizard too, now!”
The main house had a part of its wall that was able to be pushed aside. No doors. This way, Mura entered and lead Mythica into the main house where his old man was sipping tea. Mura’s dad was right there, wearing his wooden owl mask and gazing up at his long-gone son. Soon enough, tears escaped the eye openings of the mask.
“M-Mura yo… by the gods, it’s you…!”
“… I-I’m home, Father…”
His father, Miki, sniffed loudly, rose up and opened his arms, inviting a charging Mura to a hug as they both embraced each other atop the table. The elder man let out a cry: “Mura! Mura! My little jewel of life! Your old man has missed you sooooooooo muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch, waaaaaaaaaaaahahahaaaaaaaaaaaa…!!!” It was clearly an emotional moment between father and son that caused them both to cry out loud, drawing the attention of his cousins from further ahead at the hallways. Suzaku, Tsurara, Naga and Yuurin walked out as they heard the commotion, then broke down in tears and embraced Mura as well. At some point, Mythica was mistakenly pulled into the group hug given her position close to the shaman. Naga had noticed her and awkwardly made some space, warning the others of the delicate lady who was accompanying Mura. Naga’s face was reddened slightly.
Things calmed down, and the group sat down on their knees again, inviting Mura and Mythica to do the same.
“My, it’s been a long time, my son… how are you feeling?” “I’m great! How’s the house doing here?” “Things have been calming down between us and Musashi, y’know, since back then and all… we’re pulling through with other issues lately.” “You’ve certainly grown a lot since last time, Mura.” “I second that! Like, a whole inch!” “… And greetings to you as well, Miss… uhm, are you, by any chance, in a relationship with Mura?” “What are you saying, sis? You know that he’s too fixated on swords; he won’t be interested in women, not at all… uh… right?”
So many things started to happen at once! It was quite difficult for Mythica to keep track of it all. First, Mura's now revealed cousin introduced himself and thanked Mythica for looking after her husband. At this, she couldn't help but chuckle a little bit. The day Mura needs HER protection would be a dark day indeed. He was quite a powerful wizard, one that most people would be afraid to ever have to fight. She could count herself among them.
Soon Mura's younger cousins also came and introduced themselves. Twins it appeared. Mythica gave them a friendly smile like she normally would and watch them bicker among themselves with a laugh. Mura's family were surely entertaining, she could give them that much from the little she had seen so far. She couldn't wait to meet the rest of them. Mura mentioned something about his father and she peeked her head up curiously. His cousin however dodged the question to explain something more pressing to Mura. Mythica was inclined to stay quiet and watch the situation unfold before her. She wasn't exactly a shy person, but she was definitely out of her element when being in her husband's home land, surrounded by his family. Tsunematsu told him about a Yokai problem they were apparently having. Mythica felt even more incentive not to say anything knowing full well what she was. And as if it were waiting for this exact moment in time, something began to stir in the tree above them!
Mythica watched the ice creature form on the ground not far from their position with interest, and no amount of worry. She had briefly forgotten how the people of Midi didn't really use magic, at least not to the extent that Fiore did. With that thought in mind, she wasn't surprised to see Mura's family taken back by the sudden ice creature that appeared, and when Mura stepped up to face the beast they all protested. "Do not fear little ones." Mythica reassured them as she watched her husband face the monster. "Your cousin has conquered much more vicious beasts in the past." Mythica said as she watched Mura with a grin. As expected he dispatched the ice creature with ease and with an amazing display of magic. Probably a little overkill, but she had a sneaking suspicion that was the point. Based on the look of utter shock and awe on his family's face when the brilliant light of his blade cut through the air, she suspected he was a bit of a showoff. The impact of the strike blew the air back around them, briefly showing Mythica's golden eye for a moment before her black bangs fell back into place. "A bit much, don't you think?" Mythica asked Mura with a grin.
As they made their way up to the estate, Mythica was soon bombarded with questions by the twins. It didn't annoy her in the slightest, she could admire their curiosity after all. She imagined she was still a massive unknown to Mura's family, seeing as they didn't even know of her existence before the samurai brought her home with him. "Well, we actually met on a job." Mythica answered truthfully to Tsunematsu. "A notice had been placed for a nasty necromancer hiding in an old abandoned church. We met when we both arrived to help... 'evict' said necromancer from the property..." She chuckled. "It wasn't very hard, and we've been good 'friends' ever since." Mythica's mind wandered in thoughts for a moment, thinking back on that fateful day.
"You're right, I'm not from Midi." Mythica confirmed. "I come from a land far away. A little island off the coast of Fiore." She told them, briefly remembering her childhood. Those were much simpler times... Finally they entered the estate and Mythica took a careful look around. It was quite homey! And soon they entered his father's room. Mythica wasn't expecting a mask, but tried not to judge. People often had things to hide, and she was no exception. Understandably he was overjoyed to see his son again. She stood back and let the two have their moment. It was quite beautiful to see how much his family loved Mura. And not long after, others became attracted to the noise and soon MORE family showed their faces. One by one they all formed into a massive group hug, and somehow Mythica was suddenly pulled into it! She awkwardly laughed at the moment, and soon they also began asking about her.
"Aha... Well. Y- Yeah, I guess you could say we're together." Mythica smiled, wrapping her arm around his waist for a moment. She still didn't want to tell them all they were getting married, figuring Mura would have information like that already planned. Mythica instead resorted to confessing without much detail. "I've gotten to know him quite... Intimately over the years..." She said with a mischievous smile. "I'm Mythica." She finished with a respectful bow to all of them.
Ah, Mura had almost forgotten about the necromancer. It was a good amount of… two of three years ago. Clearly, it had prevented bigger issues in the future, but when it came to Mura’s and Mythica’s romance, his feelings for her didn’t start there. They had to be shaken a bit more before emerging over the span of what could’ve been a year in itself.
“… N-No way-“ “Ah, I see! Congratulations, Mura! Father, you must’ve realized-“
“… S-She’s your girlfriend, son?”
“… O-Ohh, I can finally die happy now…” Without pause, Miki leant back and hit the floor in bliss, having found out that his son had found himself a spouse, which directly informed the older samurai that offspring were soon to come to this world. The idea of having succeeded in planting Mura in this world as an heir who could father more members of the Kensho family filled Miki’s belly with honey, and his blessed face smiled joyously behind his wooden mask. While Tsurara and Suzaku lifted him up again, Naga looked at both Mura and Mythica… with a slight scent of worry on his face. Or was it fright? Anxiety? Or did he need to go to the bathroom? He looked a little pained to see them, which did throw Mura off for a moment, being sharp enough to notice that Naga was looking intently at him.
“Hey, Naga, I guess Dad- I mean, sorry, Father hasn’t lost his edge over the years.”
“Oh, uh, uhm, yes, he hasn’t. Don’t worry about us; we’ve been doing much better since we settled with the Musashi… nah, actually, we’ve been met by new issues lately. Strange beings, yokai, waddling around Lower Midi hasn’t been a thing before, but now… I think that you’re only going to draw in more.”
Straightening his back, Naga regained his composure and explained to Mura that his family had been dealing with more yokais than before. You see, Midi usually had all its magical moments and extremities dealt up in the Upper Midi, while the Lower Midi was mostly inhabited by non-magical civilians and was far more peaceful and calm than the lively and ferocious north.
“And yes… c-congratulations. Could’ve invited us to your wedding, you know… b-but it’s fine. I forgive you…” Naga revealed to the shaman who, for quite a good reason, couldn’t have invited them to the ‘shotgun’ wedding. He wasn’t that informed whether or not they were going to have another wedding, you see. “You… really found a beautiful one for yourself, cos’.”
“Hehe, thanks… can’t really say that I tried. We honestly met by chance, but a great chance, that was.”
“*cough*… A-Anyway, it’s my greatest honor to meet you, Miss Mythica,” Miki greeted properly as he bowed his head to her as well, “Please, take good care of my sloth of a son. He’s lovely, but he’s not the most motivated one at times.” Despite being said with a sweet and playful voice, Miki did know his son better than anyone… or so he thought. It had been a while since Mura visited them before, and the boy was now a man who might’ve changed.
Suzaku leant on one leg with her foot having furiously stomped a creature that was approaching Miki from behind. “W-Where did that scorpion come from…?” she asked nervously, causing the family to stand up as they looked around. Mura spotted the icy remains on Suzaku’s foot, and just having dealt with an ice creature before, he assumed that it wasn’t totally done yet.
Unfortunately, he had to focus back on Suzaku again when she was about to faint in the middle of it all. Miki quickly grabbed her, his hidden face full of shock. “S-Suzaku! My dear, what’s wrong?! Are you there?!” he asked in worry, not getting much of a response from the shaking lady. Her body had gotten cold, and her teeth clicked like a rattling snake’s tail…
Mythica took the time to observe all of the new family members that had appeared after their introduction, and with no surprise they were all thrown off after Mura finally dropped the news that the two of them were married. She couldn't help but chuckled at Miki's response. This had obviously been something he was looking forward too for years. Mura must've been more important to his family than he realized. She only wondered how long this facade of hers could last around such nice people... Keeping the truth about her work from Mura was one thing, but keeping it from his entire family was another thing entirely. She looked around at them curiously as they congratulated Mura, but she took most notice to the smaller kid named Naga who seemed somewhat off by their arrival. She flashed a dark grin at him while the others were distracted, showcasing one of her canines for a moment before the attention was once again drawn to Mura.
"A Pleasure, Mr. Kensho." Mythica responded politely to Miki as he finally addressed her. "You can't know how excited I've been to finally meet you all." She said to the group as a whole. "Mura never told me much about his homeland or his family, but I'm glad I got to experience it all with a fresh perspective... You can learn so much more when your eyes are closed to certain things." She told them. However, before the conversation could go on there was a sudden CRASH and everyone's attention turned to Suzaku who had just flattened what appeared to be some sort of ice scorpion. Mythica's eyebrows raised in curiosity at the site. "Well, it appears as if you have some sort of... Infestation." Mythica said before turning to Mura with a smile. "Shall we investigate?"
Turning around Mythica began walking towards the doors to the room, extending a hand as a large musket appeared out of the air into her palm. After she stepped outside she could feel it. The rising presence of magic in the air... And screams? She peered over the landscape and noticed smokestacks rising from a nearby village... Only it wasn't from the chimneys. "One of your villages is under attack by something magical. You should all stay back." She started before looking at her husband with a look of mischief. "Leave it to the professionals."
Damn it… Mura expected too much peace in his vacation, for it appeared that his worst worry for this winter had arrived; monsters hoarding in numerously, attacking the civilization. He was up on his feet in an instant, his left hand tightly holding the sheath of his katana while he nodded at Mythica’s assurance. She seemed to be eager to take them down, which was quite reasonable; it was her honeymoon too, and she probably disliked such interferences more than Mura did.
“I-I should’ve known better… this season’s much darker than the others. Lots of space and time for monsters to ascend, and it happens every year.” “But I wanna beat up the yōkai! They hurt my sister!” “You all have to stay here, where you’re most safe from whatever they can pull off.”
Walking over to Suzaku, Mura checked her skin’s temperature by grabbing her arm. It was lowering pretty rapidly overtime… and it wasn’t normal injuries, but a venom at work. He needed an antidote, and for that, he had to get his hands on some scorpion venom. Ice scorpion venom, specifically.
“Watch over them, Father,” Mura asked his dad before dashing out in high tempo, “We gotta hurry! I won’t let anyone ruin my time with you…!” His feet caught aflame and fired him off like jets, sending him straight towards the smoking village. Back at the home, Naga had been thrown off guard by Mythica’s sudden facial expression, and… well, he was somewhat conflicted about her intentions with that.
The ice scorpion that Suzaku stepped on was completely melted away… that must’ve meant that he needed it to be alive for its venom to be extracted. That would be troublesome, but nonetheless necessary for Suzaku’s well-being. She could die from that venom if he didn’t hurry up!
The roads and alleyways in the nearby village were wide, so Mura had a good field of vision. He knew that Mythica had a habit of showing up in the blink of an eye just where she needed to be - like the many times she showed up in Mura’s path up until now - and he had gotten a good feel of her magic from their mission against the necromancer as well as the other events where she supported him. If she could speed up the individual time for a person to decay within seconds of everyone else’s times, then… maybe she could stop time too. But until then…
Mura had obviously been hurrying a bit too fast. When he spotted an ice scorpion, he hastened and lashed himself at it to try and grab it with his hands coated in iron gloves. It just managed to jump between the space between his thumbs and index fingers to escape, and he wildly crawled after it. “G-Get back, you! My cousin’s life depends on you…!” Mura mumbled irritatingly. His crab crawling bore fruit only a few moments later when he slithered himself between some pieces of a wooden fence to catch the scorpion; none of the elements in his path could slow him down with the magic power that he possessed.
Although, now he was laying down on his belly with a wild scorpion in his hands along with a group of ice golems and a bigger wave of ice scorpions right in front of him. They eyed him down as prey, blinded by the power as well as the plan that he possessed at the very moment…
“… M-Mythica… now would be a good time to show me your magic. Y-You know, been a while and all…”
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It wasn't much longer until the two wizards were thrown into the fray of what seemed like a massive attack! Normally Mythica couldn't care less if a mob of rampaging monsters decided to attack the less fortunate, but she needed to do what was right for Mura's sake. This was his home, and he clearly had a more compassionate heart than she did, so she would do her best to make him proud by protecting what he loved.
Soon Mythica came to the outskirts of the town. It was already a mess with a mirage of ice monsters running around, using their magic to freeze or destroy the homes of the many villagers which ran in all directions in terror. With a flash of yellow light the time wizard had magically transformed into her signature battle garb, and a dark smirk formed across her lip. It seemed Mura was focused on procuring a specimen to study so he could save his cousin, so Mythica thought the best course of action was to watch his back while he did so. Grabbing her rifle she instantly aimed it at a charging ice beast and fired a single powerful shot! The bullet soared through the air and exploded across the creature's head, sending chunks of shattered ice and magical particles in every direction as it collapsed.
Duck, fire, teleport, leap, it was a dance the wizard was all too familiar with at this point in time. Mythica didn't appear to be having any trouble fending off the countless ice monsters that attacked her, but the longer she fought the more curious she became as to their exact origins. She wasn't from Midi, but based on the reactions of the locals she could guess this by far wasn't a normal occurrence. Her thoughts on the matter however were soon shattered as she heard Mura call out for her! Surrounded in the middle of the town square by ice beasts Mythica's eye twitched before she vanished in a flash to the roof of a house not far from Mura's position. Sure enough a large number of enemies were preparing to attack and he was preoccupied with the ice scorpion in his hands to defend himself. Mythica felt a twinge in her heart at the site and instinct kicked into do something!
Just as the monsters charged and attacked Mura, the entire area froze... Every single thing stopped moving completely, including the monsters, as if they were stopped in time. A bright light came from the sky and a stream of yellow magic shot towards the ground! It split apart just before it reached he surface into multiple smaller streams and each one went for a separate beast! Helpless to defend themselves, the magic bullets tore right through them! Only a second later Mythica landed next to Mura, her golden clock eye glowing with intensity as she began to sweat all over. Using a spell like this was one of Mythica's most powerful but most taxing ones. As a result, the second the monsters were destroyed time unfroze and they all fell to the ground where they stood.
"W.. Well that was... riveting..." Mythica mumbled with a smirk as she fell to one knee beside her husband, panting heavily. Her eyes were hazy as they looked towards the ground, the golden glow fading as the wizard tried to regain her breath. "Did you... Get what you needed?" She asked Mura, still staring at the ground.
A yellow flash was all Mura saw in that instance. He was still holding the ice scorpion in his hands, one hand holding the poisonous tail busy while the other hand held its body. The speed of actions done in the interval it took Mythica killing the monsters surrounding them was an absolute instant; it wasn’t just too quick for Mura’s eyes and mind to perceive, but it was simply an instance. He was convinced that time was a huge part of Mythica’s magic and that she was able to regulate it to her likings depending on the situations.
That was… amazing.
“W-Woah… my eyes couldn’t follow,” Mura replied, “Yup, it’s right here. Let’s see if there are any more mon… sters…” Looking around, Mura had realized that not just the monsters in his field of vision had perished, but all the monsters around him had taken a big L from Mythica’s spell. “… Nevermind. Let’s get this one back and make an antidote.”
Terrifyingly, the process of converting the ice scorpion’s venom into an antidote took longer than expected. The shaman had went back to their house and found a room where he could proceed alongside the fainted cousin of his, and he realized that the venom would evaporate if it was exposed to temperatures over that of 0 degrees Celsius. Therefore, he had to keep the temperature down around the venom by applying ice, but that required finesse that would cause the whole process to take… a while…
Meanwhile, Mura’s family members were gathered out in the living room of that building, all worried for their dear Suzaku but also confident in that their returned wizard brother and son would heal her.
“It’s… terrifying to think of, really,” Mura’s father spoke up, “What the world of magic can bring… and us and our defenselessness towards it. It makes you think a lot… but I believe that Mura can save his cousin. I believe that fate is on his side.” The father turned towards Mythica, smiling behind his mask. “I do know him better than anyone. I am his dad, after all… which begs the question, my lovely daughter, how long have you been married? I’m sure spending a lot of time with him must’ve made you realize what a blessed soul my son is… I only know good from him.”
Naga was sitting next to Mura's father, and he was also intently watching Mythica. It would come off as curiosity at first, but...
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Mythica was glad to know that Mura had safely gotten what he needed, despite the risky factors in play. Mythica almost never had to use that spell, so it was safe to assume she was far from mastering it. Time magic was always risky, even for someone like Mythica who had used it for as long as she can remember. One wrong move and she could shatter her own reality. Although that thought did seem a little enticing. Imagining the world in chaos because of a simple mistake with time, it was pretty much what she lived for... Of course there would be a catch to that plan though, and that would be Mura. Even Mythica couldn't see into the future, at least not very far anyways. There was no telling what sort of consequences could come to surface should the time wizard decide to play with fire. Their entire relationship could have ceased to exist for all she knew, and that was a risk far too great for Mythica's tastes.
Some time later Mythica was back at the Kensho estate, standing silently with her hands clasped in front of her beside the rest of her husband's family, watching the door to the room he entered intently. The masked father finally spoke up and Mythica turned to face him, a curious expression plastered upon her face. He went on to explain how much danger they were all in without magic, and the time wizard couldn't agree more. Just like the vast majority of the world, if you didn't possess magical power in your veins, you were at a major disadvantage. That's why people like Mythica and Mura were far superior to their lesser non magic relatives. Of course, saying something like that in front of her husband's family may seem a little odd, so the girl opted to lie instead. "Magic is a wonderful, yet destructive tool. But there are ways to defend against it." She responded quite calmly.
Finally the father asked Mythica how long she'd been married to his son. Honestly Mythica could admit that she had been quite surprised Mura had never even bothered to tell his family about their relationship until today. She almost thought there may have been a specific reason, but Mythica wouldn't be able to place it. Maybe her husband had some issues with his family? Perhaps him leaving had a bigger impact than she had seen, and dumping the news that he got married may have been a bit much. Of course, after seeing all of them first hand, Mythica could be forgiven for thinking that wasn't the case at all. They all seemed so kind and peaceful.
"We've been married for just over a year now, but it feels like I've been with him forever." Mythica hummed cheerfully. "You are so right... This world doesn't deserve Mura. Only I do." She said with a chuckle, but one that had some merit of truth to it. "I'm the luckiest woman in the world... To think we just happened to cross paths while hunting a necromancer, what are the odds!" She continued, her gaze shifting downwards slightly before looking back at the door.
Of course it didn't take long for Mythica to notice the eyes staring at her from Naga. She wasn't entirely sure what this boy wanted from her, but Mythica wasn't too concerned. She simply looked back at him with a blank stare for a moment, her golden clock eye ticking with every second...
”Mhm. For a long time, out of spite, our family scorned magic. But today, I clearly see how idiotic that thought was,” Miki admitted. As time passed, they were proven just how influential of a role magic played in today’s society - all the while Lower Midi was known as the ‘non-magic’ part of the country, even here in these classic terrains, magical creatures and a handful of wizards roamed and called the lands their home. Miki, Mura’s father and the current head of the Kensho family, had to learn a thing or two about ancient, Midian arts in arcana from the moment he found out that Mura possessed magic himself. That boy sure changed their view on magic and the world, really…
“… A-A year?” Miki responded to Mythica’s answer concerning the time span of the two of them - his son and her - having been married. A year was a long time. 365 days with the two of them in such a close relationship sure led to certain events taking place that were uncommon between a dedicated, loving couple. Events such as solidifying their love in form of…
Miki began thinking.
In the meantime, Naga listened closely to Mythica’s response. There was a depressing tone in the air around him when he heard about how unique she thought of Mura. To think that his careless, young cousin got together with her… someone as stunningly beautiful and soothing vocally as the woman who was sitting with them in this room… for one reason or another, it pained him. He had just met her, so it would seem strange to think that he already had a crush on his own cousin’s wife. Then what was the reason for his troubled expressions?
Naga's Reasons for Envy:
To put it clearly, Mythica had a similar face and appearance to Naga’s ex-lover. However, there were more things taking effect in his actions, for you see, Naga and Mura had always experienced events and situations differently. Even in the same, identical scenarios, their outcomes were more often than normal on two, different ends; Naga was stern, usually held his feelings back and strictly pursued discipline in both his training, work and free time. Mura, on the other hand, was more lax, careless of many things, easy to hang out with and didn’t bother other people’s strange, unusual habits, while Naga could easily be annoyed over a single lisp.
When it came to women, the difference showed itself even more. Ever since they were little kids, Mura had always been quite a lady magnet. Naga began remembering the old days when they were toddling around at the local daycare, and that Mura was often found surrounded by girls who found him funny and easy to talk to. Naga’s own anxiety and shyness were at a fault, and thus they grew up with two different views in life.
To see Mythica’s admiration and affection of her beloved husband also reminded him of the exact opposite treatment that he received from his ex-lover. Despite the two of them being almost identical, said ex-lover ended up playing him like a damn fiddle and ran off with another family. Envy and jealousy grew in his heart just by looking at Mythica, having her familiar face and opposite words, opposite attraction towards Mura and opposite dedication to their relationship stab him down like the one dude who got flamed by his own crush so long ago. Sometimes, Naga saw himself a failure.
And once again, Mura did so well in life… he was a wizard, and he was a celebrity! A Wizard Saint! And he was the Great Onmyōji! And he was married to the women in front of him! So many good things happened to him! This burning envy rose in his heart; it tortured him silently, growing in intensity with every thought, every intention of remembering all the times he wished that he was in Mura’s shoes, and yet…
He held it all back. He couldn’t express himself and hurt Mura’s feelings like that. Mythica’s returning gaze at him did cause him to move his own away from her, a small blush appearing on his cheek.
“Hooo! Wait, a year, right?! Does that mean-“ Miki expressed in a sudden burst of excitement. Tsurara focused her gaze at him and interrupted: “Father! You don’t have to raise your voice so suddenly… we can all hear you loud and clear…”
“O-Oh, I’m so terribly sorry, Tsurara, b-but I… I must ask,” Miki lowered his voice and continued, respecting the warning that Tsurara gave him. Maybe Mura was focusing inside the other room, and having his father raise his voice that loudly would definitely stir up trouble.
Poor Yuurin clung onto the coat of her older brother, Naga. She was being shy around this strange woman who was with them, but Naga gently patted her and assured her that everything was alright. The young girl would often throw gazes at Mythica, merely out of curiosity.
“… Do you and Mura… have kids?”
The question that came from Miki’s mouth made Kurobina spit out his tea as Tsurara was in the middle of serving everyone in the room tea - also to Mythica, who had first priority being the guest of their house and all. Shirobina quickly jabbed her twin brother with her elbow to make him stop reacting like that, for it was embarrassing to her, and it would probably be embarrassing to their guest too. Naga’s reaction was a tiny bit more widening of his eyes, but it was nothing to be surprised at if it was confirmed to be the case.
“Oooh, maybe I can finally join my dearest wife again…” Miki mumbled in a state of bliss, despite not having received an answer yet.