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Somehow, one part of his words reached the girl’s subconscious, where the Hat was actively trying to influence her, jamming her brain with dark tendrils and thoughts that weren’t her own. The hat was digging its teeth into her flesh, leaving tiny trails of blood down her forehead as she tried to pry it off. The only sign to Aku was that a stray tear went down her cheek, though not in words he knew that somewhere she was still herself in there. But the Hat was stronger than any mortal, than any weak willed human, and soon enough Azura succumbed to the thoughts and the physical pain and she stopped tugging on the hat. The pain wasn’t worth it.

The frenzied laughter soon was mixed with coughing, her throat now sore from it. The girl pulled her hand away and started to hiss at Aku, lashing out at him. Her hoarse voice sounded a bit more similar to Black Hat’s own now, giving Aku a glare and an unsettling grin that resembled her master.

“I was weak. But now I’m not. For he is the one to bestow me such… greatness! I am nothing made SOMETHING! I-I, haha, I’m finally made USEFUL! Lord Black Hat i-is my savior,” the cries went on, “And I will do anything to protect my Master.”

With that she hissed at Aku again and trots off and away from him as fast as her legs could carry her.

If Black Hat thought he could escape that easily, he was wrong. Dead wrong. Before Azura could reach an exit, Aku’s shadowy form streaked over her head to land in front of her, blocking her escape route. Just as quickly, his arm became a mass of snake-like tendrils that lashed out with lightning speed to ensnare her. 

Aku was absolutely incensed at the sight of blood trickling down Azura’s forehead and at the vile words she was being forced to speak. The fires of his brow grew more intense and flickered madly with rage and bits of flame spilled out between his bared teeth.

“Don’t you DARE speak ill of my daughter!”

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A scowl appears and the girl shot him a rather intimidating look in her eyes, that seemed unsuitable with her petite figure. She tightens her clutch on the Hat, protective of it.

“No. This hat is MINE. It’s special. It speaks to me- it speaks wonderful things and promises of power, p-pure, raw, unimaginable power! I need it, I deserved it,” and out of nowhere, she broke into great sobs, which gradually turns into bone-chilling laughter.

“THE HAT CHOSE ME! IT’S MY BURDEN TO WEAR THE HAT! I love, loooove my hat, my omnipotent, powerful, cunning and dashing masterhnnnggggg-”

Azura doubled back, kneeling on the floor, her hands subtly trying to pull the hat off, but the more she tried, the more it bit into her, causing pain which she frustratingly yelled out, mixed with gleeful laughter. It was heart wrenching to see her this way, how her emotions were amped up and mixed like a slushie of madness.

Watching Azura devolve into a frenzied mess of conflicting emotions as she struggled fiercely for control of her own mind was like being stabbed through the chest by the Samurai’s blade. No blade was present but it still felt the same. 

No… It felt worse. Suddenly, Aku didn’t feel so big and powerful anymore. Without any thought given to his actions, the yokai appeared before her at a size much closer to human and he fell to his knees just in front of her. He did not grasp for the hat, heeding Black Hat’s own warning that doing so could do more damage than it was worth. Instead, he grasped one of her hands and held it.

“Do not listen to his lies! He is neither friend nor master. He is a parasite that uses mortals as his hosts. His only means of power is by feasting on the minds of the weak.” He squeezed her hand firmly and shot a death glare at the monster atop her head.

“But you, Azura, are not weak. You must keep fighting him!”

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He indeed recognized that expression on her face and that hat atop her head. The realization that followed struck him like ice cold lightning. Aku stared at her silently for a moment as he attempted to feign a convincing calm.

“…All is fine,” he spoke carefully. “What a nice hat you have, Azura.”

The demon’s clawed hand reached toward her, his outstretched talons twitching ever so slightly as they neared the hat.

“Do you mind removing it so I may have a better look?”

From that action, Azura scrambled backwards, holding the hat tightly upon her head. “No touchie! It’s fancy and fragile like my feelings!” She hissed at the yokai, seemingly to be very possessive and irritated with Aku’s sudden interest in her new hat.

“You can come down here and take a look but you can’t touch it.”

Aku’s eyes narrowed slowly as he loomed over his possessed daughter with a presence that was both ominous yet fatherly. He stood tall with one hand on his hip and the other still outstretched to Azura, the palm facing up. 

“Remove that hat and turn it over to me at once, Daughter.” 

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*gently pokes the lorge demon*

DJSHKAJF YOU JUST KILLED ME MAN

“Wait, that was you??” Well, why didn’t anyone say so? Aku restored the human to her former health with a restorative zap of his eyebeams. 

“My mistake. I did not recognize you in that hat.”

The figure was revived with a loud SPROING and dusts herself after, casting a familiar irritated glare and a grin at Aku.

“It’s fine, accidents happen! I just wanted to check in on how you’ve been doing!”

He indeed recognized that expression on her face and that hat atop her head. The realization that followed struck him like ice cold lightning. Aku stared at her silently for a moment as he attempted to feign a convincing calm.

“…All is fine,” he spoke carefully. “What a nice hat you have, Azura.”

The demon’s clawed hand reached toward her, his outstretched talons twitching ever so slightly as they neared the hat.

“Do you mind removing it so I may have a better look?”

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One step inside, it felt like she was staring straight at a dream, how the walls were high and adorned with stars and fairy lights, how they were painted with hues that were coincidentally her favourite shades of color.

Slowly she stepped forward, looking up to the high ceiling with a dropped jaw, speechless. The girl examined nook and cranny, but she wasn’t saying anything. Not until she went back to Aku, standing in front of his towering presence.

“Is… is this room for me?” Good things rarely come in her life, and she was having trouble accepting such a gracious gift. It was clear in her tone of voice that she was actively trying not to cry in front of him, though they were specifically tears of joy instead of sadness.

“I-I don’t know what to say… oh gosh its… It’s everything I ever dreamt of.”

Aku was silent, apprehensive, while Azura checked out the room. Was it to her liking? Did she think it was acceptable or did she find it atrocious? …Were those tears of torture or of joy? After all, he was much better at destruction than at creation and his confidence in the former was far greater than in the latter.

He watched with large eyes as she returned to him and gave her first words of feedback.

“…Really?” he rasped tentatively. “You’re not just saying that, right?”

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“AZURA. Come with me.” The demon sounded stern, but in truth it was a cover for the uncertainty he felt. “There is something you must see.”

The girl rolls out of her blanket burrito urgently, slamming face first to the floor before breaking free from its comforting clutches, and then scurrying on her feet to follow the Shogun down the hallway.

“What’s this all about? Am… I in trouble?”

Aku led her down the hallway to a door where he stopped abruptly. Opening it, he moved aside and placed a hand on Azura’s back to guide her into the room.

“Give me the truth,” he spoke. “Is this abhorrent monstrosity to your liking or should I demolish it and start anew?”

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So here are my design ideas for the room Aku creates for Azura.

I imagine that, as they got older, each of Aku’s daughters had their own room each with its own theme. Aku, with the power to ‘make things exist’, probably just needed a little inspiration based on each daughter’s preferences. In Azura’s case he knows she likes the color blue and that she likes space, so her room would be sky and space themed. 

Things it can be expected to have:

  • high domed ceilings
  • walls are sky blue with clouds toward the bottom but get darker toward the ceiling. the ceiling is deep blue to black. 
  • the ceiling and upper walls have stars all over them that glow in the dark to mimic outer space
  • a few tiny lights hang down from the ceiling like floating stars here and there
  • the bed is big with a puffy comforter and sits on a super fluffy area rug. it also has a sheer princess canopy suspended over it

    with fairy lights 

  • a desk with paper and art stuff and more fairy lights
  • there’s a moon lamp somewhere and probably some planet lamps
  • a large bay window overlooking scenery of your choice. it’s actually a remote viewing portal and the scenery it overlooks can be changed with a swipe of your hand. 
  • a telescope and some small cacti or air plants
  • an attached bathroom with a hot tub and mini waterfall

😶

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“I’ve thought about staying with you permanently before but I’m not entirely sure if I can truly pull it off without feeling utterly homesick though…”

“You are welcome to visit anytime and stay as long as you desire. Perhaps I will create for you a bedroom of your own to use in your visits. Would you like a say in its design?” 

“Wait. Are you serious?” Of course he is, Azzy. Was Aku ever a jokester with these sort of things? Heck no.

“I’m really fond of blue, but anything is fine, really. Having a comfortable place to stay would be more than enough, sir.”

“Blue it is. Got it,” he grinned. A few ideas were already starting to swirl around in his mind for this project.