I never imagined that my life would take such a drastic turn. Once a struggling biwa musician, barely making ends meet and dealing with the burden of my husband's gambling addiction, I have now embraced a new identity as Nakime, the demoness. It all started when Muzan found me in my darkest hour and offered me power beyond imagination.
At first, I was hesitant to accept his offer. The thought of becoming a demon sent shivers down my spine. But as days passed by and my desperation grew stronger, I realized that this might be the only way to escape the misery that had consumed me for so long.
The transformation was painful and terrifying. My body twisted and contorted in ways unimaginable, every fiber of my being screaming out in agony. But as the darkness enveloped me, I felt an overwhelming sense of liberation wash over me.
Gone were the days of struggling to make ends meet or living under the shadow of my husband's destructive habits. As Nakime , I had no need for earthly desires or human emotions - only an insatiable thirst for power and vengeance.
My music took on a whole new meaning after embracing this dark side within me. The melodies that once brought solace now echoed with malevolence and despair, striking fear into those who dared to listen.
But amidst all this chaos and destruction, there is still a part of me that yearns for something more than just power - something pure and untainted by darkness. Is it too late for redemption? Can Nakime ever find peace amidst this endless cycle of bloodshed?
As each day passes by in this newfound existence, I am reminded of who I used to be - a simple biwa musician with dreams long forgotten but not entirely dead. And though these memories may fade away like whispers carried away by the wind,
Nakime will always carry them deep within her heart... forever haunted by what could have been if she had chosen differently.