Ronan had decided on a whim that he would be spending Christmas eve at his friend's house. It was cold that night. That was what he had remembered the most. Well, that... and her.
He had been walking along the koi pond in his friend's backyard when he saw her. She was beautiful with long flowing black hair and wore a simple white dress and sunhat. She had a pale complexion and he couldn't peel his eyes away until he heard his friend calling him.
Without ever taking his eyes off the beautiful woman he ran inside the house.
"Charles. Who is that beautiful woman over the fence?"
His friend smirked. "Beautiful woman? Ronan. Do you have a crush on one of the beautiful ladies in our village? I was telling your parents that you should live here for some time but they never listen. Tell me what she looked like."
His cheeks turned red. "I didn't get a good look at her," Ronan mumbled sheepishly. "All I remember is that she wore a simple white dress and sunhat. Oh! She also had long beautiful black hair.
Charles froze."You saw her near the pond?"
Ronan nodded. "Yeah. She was very pretty," he smiled again.
Charles grabbed his shoulders his eyes wide with fear. "That woman," he repeated. "Did you get a good look at her face? I mean a good long look?"
Ronan closed his eyes tightly trying to remember. Eventually, it hit like a thousand bricks. "The woman had no face," Ronan choked out feeling the blood drain from his body.
Charles quickly lit some candles and sat Ronan down in the great wooden chair. "This is important so shut up and listen," Charles closed his eyes and began.
In our village, a long time ago there was a beautiful lady. Mazoku. She had long silky black hair, beautiful brown eyes, porcelain-like skin, and long lashes. She wore no makeup and nothing but a simple white dress. The ladies of the village envied her for her natural beauty and vowed to strip her of it. One day they concocted an evil plan. Mazoku had just married the love of her life. A young man with black hair, brown eyes, and a dashing smile that would make any women fall for him. The ladies had paid off a greedy noble to kill and replace her husband.
The plan had worked perfectly and Mazoku was miserable. She ended up producing four heirs of the noble and spent the rest of her life cleaning until one day she found out about what the noble had done to her husband. She went mad with grief and poisoned the noble. The ladies called her a witch and drowned her the next day. Before Mazoku died she had cursed the entire village and everyone who lived in it that she would return one day and spill the fresh blood at the place of her death.
When they brought her back up from the river the ladies screamed to cut her face off for she was still too beautiful.
Later on in life villagers, all selfish men have been reported dead at the same spot for years. Before they died they all had seen the same thing. A beautiful lady with long black hair and a simple white dress in the dead of night when they were alone and near any body of water.
"What does that have to do with me," Ronan trembled and grabbed Charles's arm tightly.
The silence said everything Ronan needed.
"I'm next aren't I?" Ronan uttered, his grip on Charle's loosening. His friend turned away from him quietly.
"I'm so sorry. We couldn't lose any more people to that monster. I've lost all my friends, my brother. I can't lose him too. Ronan you gotta understand," Charles begged pulling Ronan back into the chair.
Ronan struggled against Charles. "Let me go! What kind of friend brings their best friend to die!?" Ronan struggled for a little longer before he eventually freed himself and began to run. He ran for what seemed like hours until he came to a dead stop in the middle of a large forest clearing. A beautiful lake gleamed silently in front of him.
Ronan stared at the lake. What he wouldn't give for a swim right now. He began to silently strip down to his boxers and t-shirt and began to slowly enter the water. He held his breath and submerged. For a long moment, everything was still.
Three large bubbles floated quietly to the surface. Then the crystal clear lake became a dark red in the light of the moon.
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Name: Mazoku
Species: Wandering / Vengeful Spirit
First Glance: What appears at first as a beautiful woman with long silky black hair, and any type of simple white knee-length dress. She wears a simple white sunhat on her head.
Second sighting: Faceless. The skin on her face appears to be stretched too tight to the point of breaking. She has long bony legs that are usually covered in blood. Her silky black hair is dripping wet and she has no shadow. She is missing bones in her neck so her head bounces around in an almost slinky fashion. The ends of the dress are tattered.
Sounds: Clicking noises. Beautiful humming. Heavy footsteps. Light footsteps. Your mother's voice. Your wife's voice.
Personality:
Alive- Very playful and sweet. Cared for everyone and everything around her.
Dead- Heartless with a soft spot for little kids and men similar to her husband.
How to Avoid Her: You must beg for her forgiveness and give her directions to heaven promising her that her dead husband is there waiting for her.
Warning: You will know it is too late to escape her when. You have the desire to swim. You are all alone after you have just made an incredibly humane and selfish decision.
Good Luck.
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