Chapter One — Blood Beneath the Red Moon
Written by BlkPrince | Melanin Matrix Universe | Feature Series
They say she’s a myth.
A shadow dressed in vengeance.
A name whispered where power sleeps.
But under tonight’s blood-red moon, the myth returned — not as legend, but as judgment.
Her name? Unknown.
Her alias? The Oni Blade.
Affiliation? The Clan of Shadow.
Her profile? Ruthless assassin empowered by a dark curse that feeds on every soul she severs. A weapon forged in silence.
And now… she’s cutting through the corrupt heart of Shinkuro.
Neon City on the Brink
In the towering cityscape of Shinkuro, power hides behind corporate temples and techno-oracles. But beneath the gleam lies rot — syndicates, cabals, and ancient warlocks in business suits.
The most dangerous of them?
The Order of Obsidian — a secretive council of interdimensional elitists responsible for political coups, spiritual warfare, and even realm displacement.
They thought themselves untouchable.
They forgot about her.
The Return of the Blade
Atop Fortune Vault Prime — the Order’s eastern stronghold — a figure emerged. Dreadlocks draped across her masked face, kimono etched with red ancestral glyphs, and a demonic horned mask tilted just enough to expose one glowing red eye.
In her hand: a katana infused with cursed flame.
She didn’t speak.
She never does.
The silence? That is her war cry.
The Fall of the Seven
Security collapsed in under 90 seconds.
Five elite guards moved first — augmented, enhanced, cyber-linked. She danced between them like death in silk, each motion a form of art painted in blood. Her blade didn’t clang — it hummed. A dark pulse of energy, as if the sword itself were hungry.
Within minutes, only Chancellor Wuzu remained.
“Who… are you?” he stammered.
And in the calmest, coldest voice, she answered:
“I am what you made.”
Then the blade did the rest.
Legacy or Curse?
The vault burned. The seven who ruled the Eastern Spine were no more. But this wasn’t about vengeance alone. This was a message. To the Order. To the world.
She’s real.
And she remembers.
A Glimpse Behind the Mask
Some say she’s possessed by a yokai. Others say she is the yokai. But in the hidden chambers of the Clan of Shadow, the elders say otherwise.
She was once a girl from a forgotten zone, whose village was swallowed by a dimensional rift caused by an experimental weapon. She survived… but at a cost.
The Oni mask she wears is a seal — keeping the curse in as much as it keeps threats out.
Each kill strengthens her. But it also strengthens the demon. And if the curse ever consumes her completely…
Well, pray she stays on our side.
Final Thoughts: Warrior or Warning?
The Oni Blade isn’t a hero. She’s not a savior. She’s a reckoning.
The Melanin Matrix isn’t just about power — it’s about reclaiming identity through legacy, survival, and silence that cuts deeper than noise.
And The Oni Blade?
She’s chapter one in a much darker prophecy.
Stay tuned for Chapter Two: “Spirits of the District: The Blade and the Dream Thief.”
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