It is a new kind of storytelling of Japanese folk tales.

That is Yuki Ona or Snow Maiden.

The content is slightly based on the original.

The new ending is unlike any other.

Let's start the eternal winter festival.

Once upon a time There was a father and son pair weighing wood. They are chopping wood high up in the snow in order to earn money to survive the harsh winter. The father and son didn't get as much firewood as they had intended. The father was an old man talking to his son who was not yet twenty. In the hoarse voice of an old man

“My son, today we didn't get enough firewood.”

“That's right, Father, the sun is about to set. We'd better go back.”

The young man's father thought for a moment. Ready to turn around and give the answer.

“Hmm, I think it's better to continue cutting wood. The snow wasn't that heavy.”

The young man immediately protested.

“Father, are you sure? True, it didn't snow heavily. If a beast comes and attacks you, what will you do?”

“My child, I am still healthy. This time is winter. The beasts probably hibernate in their caves. Another thing, deeper in the mountains. There is a small house that the villagers helped build as a place for us to sleep.”

“Yes, Father,” the young man agreed because Father had been skilled on this snowy mountain for more than his life.

The two walked deeper into the steep mountain and the sun set on the horizon. But luckily the sky was clear and the moon shone down enough to be able to see the path amidst the snow. With Father's expertise, he was able to cut a large amount of wood until he was satisfied.

“Oh, I got quite a lot of firewood.”

“Yes.”

The two walked further up the mountain. Go to the aforementioned small house to escape the cold night. While walking along the path, dark clouds suddenly appeared from nowhere and covered the sky. The light from the moon disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was as if darkness had swallowed them both. There was only Father's footsteps crawling into the snow.

Soon a blizzard came without any flutes. This caused the entire area where the two were to become more and more covered in snow, until the snow thickness increased to thirty centimeters from the ground. This caused both father and son to have difficulty walking. The weather was getting colder and colder until it reached their bones. It was as if it was eating them up.

Try to walk as fast as you can because the cold is getting worse. More and more than ever like crazy. Meanwhile, Father suddenly stopped in his tracks. with my son's doubts He picked up his pace and stopped in front of Father with concern.

“Heck…Father, why did you stop? If we don't hurry and get to the resting place, we'll have a death match…”

There was no sound from Father. The young man stared at his father's face. What was in front of him was his father's lifeless body. His eyes froze as if they were staring at something. The skin all over his body was completely purple, as if his soul had been sucked out. The young man walked back to his feet in shock. But only three nine

Immediately, his body felt heavy, as if a rock had crushed his whole body. Even though he was wearing a very thick animal skin robe, But they couldn't resist this crazy blizzard.

His vision blurred, he knelt down and lay down on the snow that was slowly covering his young body, close to death. Torture like a thousand thorns stabbed to the very edge of the heart. The voice in my head stopped and my eyelids became heavy.

Suddenly, there was a young woman wearing a clean white kimono with no patterns. Skin as if taken from snow Her face was very beautiful, her azure blue eyes were so beautiful that no one else in this world could be beautiful. White hair with turquoise tips was as beautiful as moonlight shining in the middle of a snowstorm.

The woman walked towards the young man without leaving a single footprint. She said in an icy voice.

“I will release you, the woodcutter. But you must not make this matter known. If one day these words came out of your mouth, No matter where you are, I will go and kill you.”

The young man then fainted and remembered the woman's irresistibly beautiful voice and face.

He was startled to find that he had returned to the village where he lived. The young man thought of his father, who had died during that tragic blizzard. He was extremely sorry and then many villagers and close friends came to ask him.

“What happened up there? Please tell me.”

He just said “I don't remember anything. But Father…huh…”

Tearfully informed of the first loss in life Without refusing to reveal the story of the young woman that night, he would never forget it. Even close friends are the same.

Time passed until the woodcutter grew into an adult with a strong and strong body. But what he never forgot was that in his mind he thought of that girl that night.

There was that day on a winter night like when I was young. A young man and his close friend meet to drink sake in their home and light a fire on the irori to spit out the cold with an old, worn-out tatami tiger. The two drink sake and talk in tongues until they are completely drunk. Suddenly, the young man accidentally tells a story. The girl that night told her friends completely because of the power of sake.

The young man told the story until the end. Suddenly, a gust of snow blew into the old house, causing the lights on the irori to instantly go out. With the atmosphere getting colder and colder amidst the darkness. The young man sobered up the moment he accidentally told that story. Without realizing it, he acted incorrectly because he had broken his promise.

“This is terrible, you will definitely die!” the young man said in a trembling voice.

“What is your death? Just a gust of wind came in. Is your house damaged?”

“No… you should hurry and run away…”

He hadn't finished explaining. Suddenly, a young woman from that night came out of nowhere, standing tall in front of them, to the shock of the two of them. A close friend who was sitting closest to the exit tried to escape.

“What is this! Not anymore!!!!”

“Where are you going…come back here!”

Or will she be willing to use snow winds to press into her body with force beyond words? It was as if a cannon had pierced through his body, causing him to lie on his back on the cold ground. She conjured up snow and stuffed it into her stomach, causing her internal organs to become cold all the way to her brain. The body was unable to adjust in time and was in severe pain. Soon he was motionless. The woman pointed at the young man with a face full of female anger.

“You once promised me that you would not reveal anything to anyone. But you broke your promise. Look at what I can do!”

“Hold on…”

The young man had not finished speaking his plea. Showing her supernatural power, she fanned a fierce storm. The young man dragged him across the snow and headed towards the high mountains. While being dragged back and forth against trees on the mountain until the blood was bruised and the cold worsened. It was as if the feeling of that night had come back.

Arriving at the high point of the mountain, the young woman did not hesitate. She used the snow wind to lift the young man into the sky in the darkness, causing him to crash heavily onto the snowy ground.

His entire body was crushed like a giant boulder. Slamming up and down again and again, endlessly. Several broken bones clearly pierced the skin. The internal organs were damaged, penetrating the lungs, liver, kidneys, intestines, stomach, muscles, blood vessels, torn apart, and the body was deformed.

She stopped and brought the bloodied, swollen body to eye level. The young man had not yet died close enough. With blood pooling on the snow like a sea of ​​blood. The stench of blood stinks everywhere. He made one last request before he breathed his last.

“ ...Please...please...please...spare...my life…”

“No, you broke your promise. You must die… You are nothing more than a low-level filthy human being in my eyes. Die, you dirty pig!!!! 'Winter lotus!!!!!'”

She did not accept the young man's apology. Using the storm again, the body was slammed down from the high mountain into the middle of the village with all its might. His body was in pieces, as if meat had been crushed. The area where it was hit had a large flower-shaped leaf mark on the ground that slowly faded away.

In the midst of a furious blizzard The white, clean snow turned into a sea of ​​crimson blood all over the area. With this strange storm

with a promise

that comes with

death

The blizzard calmed down as its fury finally let go. Suddenly, the sound of brass bells clanging loudly rang out. It came from an unknown place. It was loud in every direction. I couldn't understand the direction. Her soft, charming voice was like that of an experienced woman.

“How cruel are you? Killing humans who break promises, Yuki-chan."

“Who! Come out now!!”

“Even— after only five hundred years, you still don't recognize me?”

The sharp edge of a sword shot into a blind corner, cutting off the Yuki Onna's right arm. The arm flew off and turned into white snow. Makes her heart drop to her knees. Because I just realized that I shouldn't challenge some things that are here.

“Did…you…have something to do with it…”

Yuki's voice suddenly trembled. A strange light of red and white intersected in a spiral shape. and spreads violently into Fuji flowers The facial image was that of a beautiful woman, like an angel. Hair punch with barrette and jet black hair with red tips Fox-like ears and bright red eyes.

Wear a red kimono with white trim, a beautiful Fuji flower pattern, and a gold waist strap. Along with the nine-tailed fox's tail, white with a red tip. On his cell phone, a golden fan covered half of his face.

The feeling of seeing the figure of the nine-tailed fox girl who is your overlord. There was a heavy aura covering the depths of my heart.

“I will not harm you. Don't worry.”

“Just now…I..I just…had my arm cut off…can you still call it harmless…?”

“I apologize deeply. It was just a greeting and Yuki-chan was able to recover, right?”

The Yuki-onna froze as if she were an actual pillar of ice. She slowly recovered her severed arm in fear.

“You…why did you come here?…This place isn't worthy of you coming here on your own?”

"Don't say such cruel things, listen, Yuki-chan."

The fox girl slowly floated in, whispering in her ear, even closer to Yuki's pale face.

“In another hundred years The most brutal Demon Lord will rise again and will make everything disappear according to the prophecy…”

Come be the main force.

It's mine.

Yuki-chan

End