Prologue

Example:

"Kamiya Katsumi"

"Kibutsuji Muzan"

(Family name) (Given name)

(Last name) (First name)

My name is Kamiya Katsumi, Kamiya meaning 'divine valley', and Katsumi meaning 'Victorious beauty'. I had a dream when I was little to become the strongest samurai in the world. The beauty of the sword techniques that were exposed to me once when my mother took me to the training ground of sword wielders to pick up my father was ingrained in my memories.

However, that dream was shattered when I was told by my parents that I was not allowed to even touch a katana in my life. Instead, I was trained to be a household wife, I felt wronged, I wanted to break free! But, in the end, reality hit me hard.

When I turned eighteen, I was suddenly told that I had a fiance. I was shocked beyond belief! I saw the slightly guilty look on my parents' face that clearly said: "I'm sorry. This is for your own good." And that was when I knew that they didn't want this to happen either. I don't blame them for trying to make the clan stronger, but I did feel a little betrayed, by my own parents nonetheless.

Seeing the apologetic face of my parents made me feel like I was the one who was wrong. But I wanted my parents to be happy, to be free of worry. The times when I was still just a little kid and the memories of my parents that cared for me made me believe that I should at least repay their kindness by fulfilling their wish of making the clan stronger.

This was when I started investigating the man that I was betrothed to, it took me an entire month to figure out most of the information about this man. It really wasn't that hard to find all this information. I had found his name, appearance, affiliations, hobbies, etc during the month of investigation I had done on my fiance.

My fiance was Kibutsuji Muzan, the young master of the Kibutsuji clan, whose father was the clan leader.

Although I was betrothed by my clan to a man named Kibutsuji Muzan who came from the powerful Kibutsuji clan, I felt no happiness at all. From the rumors I've heard about him, he was a man destined to die before the age of twenty. All the doctors that were invited to the kibutsuji clan to inspect the condition of him had all said the same thing, that the young master of the Kibutsuji clan wouldn't live past the age of twenty.

I sighed, I was still going to keep my promise. And so, I spent the next two years accompanying him in the Kibutsuji clan, with the occasional visits from my mother and father. In the first year, we were officially declared husband and wife. And although we never had any plans to have children, he was still a person that needed love, and I was the only source of affection he has, as his family had only left him alone and was ashamed that their offspring was so weak.

At first, we didn't know what to say to each other, which was awkward. But as we spent more time with each other, we had gotten used to the other's presence to the point that we were comfortable enough to share our dreams, our experience with the world, and many other things.

At one point, we started to actually develop feelings for each other. Perhaps it was the loneliness that surrounded the both of us that led to this. But, I was glad, glad that he had confessed to me, and glad that I would be the one to accompany him. He must have been glad too that I confessed to him.

But, all good things come to an end. I knew I would only have less than a year of time with him left, so I decided to spend the rest of that time making precious memories that I would bring with me until I die.

Another year had passed, it had been a year and a half since I have been married to Muzan. The memories we had made felt special to me, he was the sole reason I have left to live, my clan had basically abandoned me, my parents stopped visiting as well. I felt despair that he was going to die, his heart was getting weaker and weaker, his tired expression and pale face indicated that his time was coming soon. And so I stayed by his side, crying silently until an old doctor visited him a month before his twentieth birthday.

The doctor said that he had a way to save Muzan, so I believed, the old doctor was his last struggle and my only hope.

The treatment had begun, I can see the distrust in my husband's eyes towards the old doctor and gentle loving eyes that was directed towards me. I smiled with tears in my eyes. Perhaps this will be the last time I see his gentle and loving eyes.

The old doctor explained that he had traveled the land and found the mystical Blue Spider Lily. Using it as part of his medicine might cure Muzan.

But after a week, Muzan still continued to suffer occasional relapses. Muzan, having constantly lived in fear of death throughout most of his life, mistakenly believed the doctor was a failure and he killed the doctor out of rage.

I was terrified by the new side of personality my husband had shown, but I believed that he wouldn't harm me.

Another week had passed, my husband had locked himself inside his room. I was worried, so I stood outside his room, begging him to come out.

Another day had passed and I heard the door opening. I frantically stood out and practically yelled "You're finally out!", but halfway through my sentence, I saw my husband's appearance, and was stunned in place.

His eyes were glowing a crimson red and bulging veins could be seen on his face. I can see the sharp fangs in his teeth, his clothes were torn as he struggled internally.

"What wrong?! How did this hap-" Before I can finish my sentence, I felt a sharp pain in my neck. My eyes widened as my mouth tried to talk, but no sound came out. Only small gasps were let out as I felt my body become cold and the strength to move rush out of me.

My husband had bitten into my neck and tore out a piece of meat that I assumed to be mine. I was then pushed down on the ground as my left arm was ripped from my body. Tears rushed down my cheeks as I lay there, defenseless. He started consuming the arm he had just torn from my body as I felt endless pain throughout my body, 'Why?? How did this happen?'

I looked into his dull eyes to see it regain its clarity as he continued to devour my arm. After finishing my arm, I could see him look at me with horror as if he had only just realized what he has done.

"Wh-wha-what have I done? How did this happen?"

He just sat there, unable to process what had happened as I watched him suffer from guilt. I motioned for him to come closer. And he did. I used my last remaining strength in my body to use my hand to caress his face.

And with my last dying breath, I said in a barely audible voice "It's okay… all good things come to an end. Just like how I'm going to die. I don't regret that I had married you, even if you were going to kill me."

I stop for a moment I felt the pain intensify as I felt my consciousness fade.

"If I were to have another life with the choice of marrying you and not marrying you, I wouldn't hesitate to marry you…."

I let my remaining arm fall to the ground as the pain slowly died down. I felt my body loosen as my heart stopped.

"But for now… Let me sleep…."

Muzan started shaking me, but I didn't feel it, a few muffled screams was all I heard.

I felt like I was underwater, in endless darkness that let no light through.

<> Host is deemed unworthy of the *S̷̻̩̘̳͈̋͗̊̍̀̈̉̋̉̕u̷̬̹̭͌̽̅̄͜͝p̴̡̖̑̍͋͐͋ŗ̶͉̬̦͔̝̜͛͂̅̌̎̊̉̕͘e̵̲͕̞̣̠̽̒́͘͘͠ḿ̷̙̺͓̟̼̥̭̱̮̀̾̒̈́̏̒̈́ͅè̵̙̔̏̏̑̒̉̾̚̚ ̶͖͑̈́̽́͛G̵̡͖̹̖̲̍̾͜͠o̶̤̤̤̐̊d̴͚̻̦̜̯̞͚̲͈͋̄͂̀͂̾̀̅ḋ̵̢͈̜̰̻̣̬̝͠e̴̲͉̿̎̎̐̍͂̋̃ş̸̱̭̬̪͇̈̂̋̈̋͑͜s̵̹̘̻̍͋̑͘ ̴̡̨̖̭͍͖̺͐̽̌̓̓̄̕̚͝s̴͓̮̰͈̮͘y̶̳͒͂s̸̮̥̎̿͂̕ţ̷̬̈́͌̑͂͌̀́́̓̕͜é̷̥̯̦̳͓̰̬͈͆͐́̓̔m̶̯̒̓̚* <>

What is that sound? Host? Unworthy?

<> *Pure Noble Soul* detected <>

What is this? Aren't I dead? Noble soul?

<> Eliminating *Banished One* <>

<> Contracting new host <>

What is happening?

<> Scanning *System Host Candidate* memories <>

Huh? Scanning... My memories?

<> Do you wish to turn your husband back into a human? Do you want to live a peaceful life? Sign the contract with me, and I'll fulfill all your wishes. <>

'I wanted a peaceful life with my husband, I wanted the best for the both of us, I had always supported him, and even If I were to sell my soul so that I can ensure he can live a better life… I will.'

<> Congratulations on becoming a *System Host* 'Kamiya Katsumi'<>

<> Gifted 1 *Starter Pack*<>

<> Repairing System Host's body<>

<> Using 800 years to repair and upgrade *System Host*'s Soul<>

<> Sending System Host's body and soul into the Void Realm for Body and Soul Repairs<>

<> I wish you the best of luck. Kamiya Katsumi. <>