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Tsubasa Ichinose Sensei
Haru, May 13, 1793
With the fall of Louie the XVI at the end of the French Revolution, having his name stripped from him as well as all rights he held in France, our own emperor has grown paranoid. Emperor Kokaku fears that his own people may one day revolt against him as well. The Revolution, it seems, has given way to what they are terming the “modern” era in the West. Oh how I would love to be there to take part in their scientific and philosophical exploration! However, with each educated person in Japan keeping a close watch on the French Revolution, I cannot say that Emperor Kokaku’s fears are not unfounded. The Edo period has been one of strict rule that has, in the end, yielded peace by the subjection of the people of Japan.
The Emperor wishes to seek a means of more power beyond that of human nature in order to keep his people under his rule and to make all other countries fearful of us. Does he not see that will be even more reason for a revolution if the people were to find out his intentions? Doe she wish to keep the people under his thumb forever and never lead to more scientific exploration in Japan? How myself and others would love to see a “modern” age reach Japan.
Never the less, for this exploration beyond human nature, Emperor Kokaku has ordered a few of the best scientific minds in Japan, myself included, to work alongside the strongest power in Japan at this time, Buddhist Priests. I have no idea what he intends for us to come to a conclusion about.
I arrive in Hachioji prefecture of Tokyo today. I hope this is all over with soon.
Haru, May 28, 1793
Upon arrival everything about our underground research seemed to be rather okay. It was over the past few days that something seemed a little off. It started with the talks of using human subjects for our research without testing on animals first. Have we sank to the point that humans are now no better than simple animals? I argued and stated that we should use animals first to possibly save the lives of human subject. I was struck by the main researcher, Oda Takinawa, and was told I’m lucky the Emperor chose a lowly female like myself to be included in this research.
Two days after that incident, my room was searched by the military personnel that has been stationed here. Everything was removed, pictures of my family, my address book, everything but a few research books and articles. Luckily, I had hidden away my journal. I fear that is what they had been searching for as we are under strict orders to have as little paper trail about our study as possible. However, I feel it best to keep track of these things for my own sake.
Haru, June 8, 1793
Our first batch of subjects arrived today. They seem to be prisoners of some sort. Some of them have hard cold eyes and some still seem to have the innocence of the light of day. There are a mixture of males and females as we have pondered if our research will work on some based upon their gender. Oda Takinawa Sensei seems to believe that the males will yield the best results as they seem to be stronger than females and may be able to withstand the torture.
Natsu, June 21, 1793
Our experiments seems more to be monitoring that of the powers of the Buddhist priests. They tie down subjects to slabs and preform some kind of ritual over them one at a time. It seems to take a lot out of the priests as well. I can tell by the looks on their face they also do not like conducting these experiments and watching the torture on their subject’s faces. However, I wouldn’t know for sure as we have been kept mostly apart and conversations monitored. Only when I’m here in my room do I have some means of freedom. What have I gotten myself into? For what reason did I want to be a scientist? This was not the reason, this was not my cause. And yet here I am.
Natsu, August 19, 1793
I have found out what the high priest and lead scientists have decided to do. They have failed in their attempt to harness an Oni's power and place it within a human shell without the human dying or going crazy. Thus I have concluded to end the experiment…. Or rather, that would be the wise choice. Instead, they have decided to further their madness. They wish to summon Oni in a controlled environment, as if we can actually control Oni. They have this wild idea that they will be able to take several Oni and compress and fold them together time and time again, like the forging of steel for a blade, before placing the compressed Oni in a subject….
Surely they are mad and will come to their senses soon.
Aki, November 3, 1793
Death… It’s what I see every day.
Scientist? I feel more like a corpse myself every day.
They die and we shove their bodies in holes, time after time.
Fuyu, January 5, 1794
It seems the Gods bless this madness. I used to not believe in Gods but I have no choice but to now as I see Oni every day. But surely the Gods are either as mad as Oda Takinawa Sensei and the high priest, or they malevolent.
Today, they made some headway in the “research”. I had begun to think that maybe they no longer cared about the research and only looked to find new ways to torture people. Who are we supposed to be again? Humans? Pure? Hah! Laughable! I feel more like an Oni every day that I see the emotionless and dead eyes of our subjects.
They hear the screams, they know what will happen to them. They are already dead and they know it.
Today a very large man, subject number 208, was hustled into the slab. He did not seem to fear what was about to happen to him… He simply laid there. He didn’t even scream as I sliced his back open… The folded and compressed Oni were forced upon him… But he didn’t die!... Well at least not at first… His heart rate was normal after the procedure. He came to about two hours later and ripped himself from the restraints. Last I could tell before the ripped the cords from him, his heart had stopped…. His teeth had taken on a new shape and his eyes were completely black. It was like something from a horror story! But it didn’t hold… He killed several scientists and priests before falling over… Dead…..
Yet despite the deaths of our comrades, Oda Tkinawa Sensei and the high priest are sharing a drink in celebration. They claim “some casualties are to be expected with great break through.”
Is this the power that our Emperor is looking for? Is this madness what he truly wants? If I could find some way to steal away just a few of the research documents and escape from here, I would leak this information to anyone willing to listen to it. Would it start a revolution? I hope so…. Unfortunately, those documents are kept in a safe that is anyone tries to break it open will explode and burn the documents inside. It seems this is common practice for Oda Takinawa Sensei.
Haru, May 18, 1794
More subjects come in but never leave. It seems like this place is one of concentrated death and hopelessness. Even the other scientists and priests are as much prisoners as the actual prisoners.
My only Solace is keeping with the seasons. Things die and are revived again. That one aspect is indeed truly beautiful. My room even has a window, it seemed Oda Takinawa Sensei had ordered it. “The only woman worth a damn in his facility needs a little sunlight.” He had exclaimed. What did that mean? Is the insanity of this place finally getting to him as well? Oh well, at least I can see the falling Sakura blossoms from my window.
Fuyu, March 24, 1795
It has been almost a year since my last entry. Nothing has changed really. Some subjects live and some die. Those who live do not seem to exhibit the same abilities as subject 208. I’m forgetting my purpose in the whole scheme of things. I also find Oda Takinawa Sensi leering at me with wanting eyes every now and then. It makes me sick! I hear he sneaks into the prison and fornicated with some of the female prisoners. I feel so sorry for them… I wish there was something I could do but my willpower is fading by the day. I’m even starting to forget to notice the change of seasons. Gods save me…
Haru, April 26, 1795
Our shipment a week ago seemed to consist of only two girls. They seem to be half-sisters. One, the elder, seems to have Japanese blood as well as blood from… Somewhere else. She seems to be very strong willed. Her eyes glisten with rage whenever someone gets near her or her sister. I wonder how long it will take before the light in her eyes and her defiance fades? The younger one seems to be but a girl, a Geisha. She’d still clad in her silken kimono, albeit dirty and torn at this point. Her eyes seem to glisten with innocence, beauty, and yet…. Something mysterious behind them. The two never seem to part from each other, as if they can survive as long as they have each other.
Poor things…
Haru, May 9, 1795
We began our experiments on the girls today. I have no idea why I am so drawn to them. Motherly instinct? Do I even have a right to have that anymore? Whatever the case, they were forced apart by bigger men. It seems the younger one already has some ability over sound. She made the ears of the guards begin to bleed as she screamed for her sister. Oda Sensei has taken an interest in her now. They were both forced upon the slabs, tied down, and cut open. They screamed! First subjects in a while to scream. Were they truly prisoners? The ritual went on and on…. They lived… The first bit of folded Oni entered into them. They seem to still have a heart beat and seem completely normal… Except for their eyes. It has been noted that their eyes now have flakes of yellow to them.
Natsu, July 12, 1795
The sisters seem to be the best subjects in a very long time. I have suggested taking some time to get to know them to Oda-sensei. He chalked it up to my motherly instinct but went ahead with it saying it may prove useful to keeping them sane. I had my first face to face alone meeting with the two today. They huddled into the back corner together. The younger one was crying and was afraid. The older one was draped over her like some sort of shield. I offered them food, better food than what they had been served. The older one knocked it out of my hand. This may take a while but I look forward to it! Oda-sensei is wrong… It is not I who will keep them sane, but they who will keep me sane.
Fuyu, February 3, 1796
It has taken months and months of patience and working with them, but they have opened up to me some, thank goodness. I want to see them survive this! I want to see them live! I want to make sure that they make it!
I have found the eldest name is Shamaya and the younger one’s actual name is Hibiki. At first the younger one introduced herself as Ayame. It seems she truly had been a Geisha however long ago and that had became her Geisha name when she became a Meiko. She’s beautiful, just like her sister. But they with away each day. They grow skinnier and skinnier and I have been able to see their bones for some time. They also stink of vile putridness. It seems to be a smell that not even baths can wash away. The food we are serving them doesn’t seem to sate them.
I have no idea what we have done to these girls… What we continue to do… Oda-sensei has found delight in filling them more and more with compressed Oni each day. Surely the girls are on a brink right now… At least they are beginning to talk to me more and doesn’t seem afraid.
May 10, 1796
It has been a year since the sister’s arrival. I have begun to refuse to call them by their subject numbers. They are not just numbers anymore! They are ascending to something better, something greater!
Oda Sensei has ordered to have more, stronger Oni compressed and pushed into them once a month. Each time we trace that scar on their back, their blood becomes thicker and thicker, darker and darker. What are they becoming? I’m excited to find out. Have I truly gone as mad as Oda Sensei or is this some kind of motherly way of having their children be successful? Yesterday, one of the researchers puked as they were opening up the elder sister. The younger began to laugh as they cut into her. Just what is going on? It’s incredible!
Yesterday, after the insertion, there were screams that could be heard from the prison. No, not screams like normal! These were maddened screams of prisoners as they were being eaten alive!!!
Researched rushed to the prison only to find the sisters had already eaten half the prisoners themselves. They lurched at the other researchers exclaiming something about “meat”. Have their diets changed I wonder? Is it something that no meat we can offer on good conscience? And yet… Didn’t we just do that? The priest rushed in too soon though and chanted something that put the sisters to sleep. They were then hauled out of the prison and into a secluded room of their own with a pad-locked door.
Such horrible wonderful creatures we’ve created!!!
August 1796
I don’t even understand why we still bring in subjects. They are not going to live, they will not ever be as great as the sisters! Each month we force more and stronger Oni into them and the sisters are growing stronger.
Oda-sensei has them bound with muzzles and chained. Every now and then he will visit their room to “examine their bodies”. Disgusting! Those girls want to kill him, I can tell it as every time I mention him their eyes grow cold.
Oda-sensei has mentioned something akin to wondering if their reproductive organs still worked and claims the younger one “likes the attention”. He’s such a perverse old man!
Aside from just raping them, he has forced them under Fire Torture. Normal fire doesn’t seem to affect them at all, only makes them sweat some. The fires used for cremation, that is a little hotter, leaves small burns that heal relatively quickly. Even the hottest flame we could produce, while it burned them, never killed them. They would scream from pain, but their skin seemed to be somewhat resistant to fire.
The only thing that seems to even do a little damage to them is anything the priest defines as “holy”. How can he truly be “holy” when he has had such a helping hand in all of this?
October 1796
I continue having my meetings with the girls. I seem to be the only one that can get close to them without them looking like they want to kill me. Sometimes they end up just laying in my lap, enjoying my warmth. I sometimes wonder why it feels good to them considering their own temperature is above average.
They have taken to calling me Tsubasa-chan and their faces light up whenever I enter the room. They seem to hold out longer on their torture whenever I’m there. Oda-sensei now claims it was his idea for me to have meetings with them and get to know them. He really is a selfish prick.
December 1796
Oda-sensei is becoming crazed by the day. He has now taken to dismembering the girls and recording how long it takes for them to heal a limb back. Yet the girls endure their torture. He’s a sick freak and needs to be stopped! The thoughts running through my head are not good. I need to silence them….
The girls continue to have compressed Oni entered into their body each month. They no longer scream at all through the process.
It is also interesting to note their blood is now completely black, there is no heart rate, and their eyes have taken on the magnificent color of a bright yellow. Beautiful! If they weren’t so starved and weakened from all of this, surely they would be the most beautiful girls I’ve ever laid eyes on!
March 1797
I think my insanity is slowly mixing with sanity once more… Oda-sensei is no longer using the other subjects that continue to come through our doors as possible candidates for the Oni. Instead, he’s torturing them, suspending their bodies from hooks, dismembering, injecting them with known strains of viruses, and recording the length of time they remain alive, reactions to it all, and then following the same steps with the sisters. He claims one cannot truly know their limit compared to humans until this is done. It’s making me sick! There are more bodies now than before the girls! I don’t even think he is giving the new subjects a number.
June 1797
Nothing but blood, death, and gore fills this place. Oda has actually began to start feeding the girls the human subjects they bring in. He treats them like his bitches. Isn’t our work here done? Didn’t we succeed? Why are we not closing down operation?
A month ago Oda forced me into…. Doing things with him. He claims I’m the mother of beasts and he the father and as such we must do what any parent does. Disgusting… I feel so dirty now… The girls see it in my eyes too… Every day he comes to me and uses me, saying I have no choice as the mother of beasts… At least that means he is no longer using the girls… Thank the gods…. Gods know they need a break… And yet the girls seem angrier at him using me than I am… Am I really the mother of beasts? I never wanted this to happen….
Thoughts creep into my mind of how I could help the girls…. Gods save us….
July 1797
I’m writing this down knowing my life is about to end, they will save me for last and yet I cannot flee as some have… I deserve this…. I deserve to die by their claws…. Gods have mercy on my soul.
I helped them escape, unlatched their holy chains, left their room open… They ate everyone in their path! Some researchers managed to flee with a few documents… Hopefully it’s not enough for this to ever happen again… Please do not ever let this happen again!!! We humans should not ever meddle in things beyond human nature. It is why it’s called human nature!!! And yet, humans can be scarier than the scariest demon. After all, to the bird, a cat is a monster and to the worm, a bird is a monster. A monster is one’s perception of a monster, usually what the other doesn’t understand will become a monster.
And yet we humans are the monsters here….
Gods please have mercy…….
Let me die here at the hands of my children….
Shamaya, Hibiki……
I love you……
LIVE!
