Demon Progenitor Development Project

As time passed, many powerful figures vied for supremacy during the Warring States period. Ultimately, the Tokugawa family emerged victorious, establishing the shogunate. Successive rulers implemented numerous reforms, and the Edo shogunate gradually reached its zenith.

But prosperity also signifies the beginning of decline.

The shogunate was rife with corruption, and its leaders indulged in extravagance and debauchery. The shogunate shifted the pressure onto the peasantry by not taxing merchants, leading to intense social conflict and frequent financial crises. (There used to be gold mines, but they've already been taken, haha.)

Excessive taxes put immense pressure on farmers' lives, and their impoverished material conditions led them to turn to religion for spiritual relief, giving rise to various religious sects.

Doma's parents were also founders of such a folk religious sect, but their sect was lukewarm and didn't make much of a splash.

Until Doma was born.

*

Doma was born with a pair of strange, seven-colored eyes and pure white, oak-like hair.

Because of his eyes and hair color, his parents idolized him as a god, successfully expanding their small sect into a powerful force.

Although both of his parents had black hair.

"My child, you must be a child of God, able to hear the voice of the gods." The pale and haggard mother excitedly hugged her young child.

"Did God say something?"

Doma looked up at his mother. "No, I didn't hear anything."

Doma is an honest and good boy who speaks his mind.

"Snapped!"

“No, you must have heard that, right?” The mother looked at the child with a fanatical and expectant gaze, not the gaze of a mother looking at her child, but the gaze of a believer looking at an idol.

Doma looked at his mother with a blank expression, and finally spoke: "Yes, I heard you."

The mother exclaimed with ecstasy.

"Yes, yes, that's it! You are the divine child of our Eternal Bliss Sect!"

After that, the children had a new job: to sit on the lotus platform and listen to the prayers of the believers.

Little Doma, dressed in an elaborate and exquisite formal suit, didn't look like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes at all. His extremely calm demeanor and extraordinary temperament seemed to be something he was born to be.

A pair of seven-colored eyes, like the eyes of a deity, compassionate and merciful, reflecting the yearning of believers like colorless glass.

"My Lord, I pray that there will be no more tax increases this year." A woman dressed as a peasant knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly to the child.

"My Lord, please let the fields produce more rice this year!" the emaciated man pleaded fervently.

"My divine child, please take me to the Pure Land..."

"Lord Son of God..."

No matter what the prayer was, Domo remained calm. When he heard believers talk about their suffering, he would shed tears and gently comfort them, saying that God was always guiding them and giving them solace.

Afterwards, Doma jumped off the lotus platform with a bored expression, thinking: How stupid, all the adults are so stupid.

I can't believe what he said.

What gods? What paradise?

They're all things that don't exist.

I didn't hear anything at all. Children really think adults are stupid for believing what they say.

Doma skipped and hopped back to the main hall where he and his parents lived.

The main hall was built quite luxuriously, with lotus patterns everywhere. The child remembered that this was the symbol his father had given to the sect.

A commotion arose inside the main hall.

very noisy.

Douma curiously peered through the crack in the window.

He saw his mother wielding an axe, frantically hacking at his father.

The father also screamed, begged for mercy, and angrily cursed the mother as a crazy woman.

He's only slept with a few women.

The axe is very sharp and convenient for chopping human bones.

Blood was splattered everywhere.

Douma couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, there's so much blood in the human body!"

The father, who had been on the woman's belly for years, lost all ability to resist after the first thrust.

The father was completely naked, and many female believers were half-undressed, either screaming or fainting from the bloody scene.

After killing her father, the mother let out a heart-wrenching scream, and then committed suicide by poisoning herself.

Doma walked in calmly, stepping over the pool of blood and past his parents' corpses. He opened the window to let in some fresh air; the stench of blood was unbearable.

Moreover… Douma turned around and looked at the mess in the room, and said with distress, “It’s such a hassle to clean up.”

Born without any emotions, Doma did not feel sad about his parents' death; he only found it troublesome and incomprehensible.

Why did the mother kill the father just because he was with a female believer?

because of love?

I don't understand at all.

After his parents died, Doma announced to his followers that the priest and his wife, who had given birth to him as their divine son, had ascended to the Pure Land and that he, as their divine son, would become the eternal leader of the Pure Land Church.

The believers had no doubt whatsoever and joyfully welcomed the divine son as their leader.

In the days that followed, just like in his childhood, Doma repeatedly listened to the believers' requests. Each time a believer left satisfied, Doma became even more certain of his mission.

I was born into this world to help those poor people achieve happiness.

(Yoriichi and Tsugikuni believe that their mission is to kill Muzan, and both possess a certain degree of divinity.)

Until a strange couple arrived.

Shugo gazed calmly at Doma's seven-colored eyes, thinking to himself that there really were people with such Mary Sue-like eyes.

Doma's character is also very much like a Mary Sue male lead, the kind who is very worthy of being saved by a Mary Sue female lead.

Muzan was in a bad mood. Why did Shugo, who rarely goes out for fun, have to donate money to such a small, rural sect?

and……

Muzan looked warily at Doma's distinctive seven-colored eyes and undeniably handsome face.

Lost.

Those eyes... Muzan felt that even if he tried to mimic a human, he couldn't create eyes like those!

Doma, receiving a hostile glare from the beautiful woman opposite him: ? ? ?

Doma, who has always been popular with women, was puzzled. There was nothing wrong with what he was wearing today. Why did this lady treat him like an enemy?

Muzan's rival's radar has been activated!

Muzan strongly suspects that Shugo went out this time specifically for him!

Fujiwara Shugo, you heartless scumbag!

Shugo remained expressionless, though the white flesh around his waist had been twisted until it turned red.

[Ouch! Muzan!]

[What's going on with this Doma?] (The cat is angry)

I just find him interesting; he's a bit like Yoriichi.

Hiiragi explained Doma's character design.

[Yoriichi?]

Muzan bristled, his gaze towards Doma becoming even more wary.

Doma: ?

"Master Doma, do you believe in God?"

The eerily pale-faced man asked with a smile.

Doma looked at the strange couple with curiosity and laughed.

"No, there is no God, I have never seen one."

"Then is this considered a god?" Shugo used Blood Demon Art, and a black crack shaped like a blade swallowed up the furniture in the room.

Doma's eyes lit up, and he looked at Shugo and the other demons with great interest, speaking in a lively tone.

"Yes, it counts!"

Isn't God something unknowable to man, something that man reveres?

In his ordinary and mundane daily life, Doma encountered extraordinary people.

"Hey, what kind of god are you?"

"Doma asked curiously."

The Eternal Bliss Cult does not worship any specific deity, but only its doctrines about the Pure Land: to live a happy life and avoid doing things that cause suffering (like an ancient salted fish cult?).

"A minor deity of the mountains." Shugo thought of the time when Muzan forced the mountain village to build a statue, and used this as his answer.

"Are the little mountain gods this powerful? Aren't those so-called Amaterasu Omikami even more powerful?" Doma asked with particular curiosity, seeing a deity for the first time.

"What do those two gods want with me? Are they here to kill me?"

Under Muzan's murderous gaze, Doma's eyes remained innocent.

Doma wasn't stupid; he knew exactly what those two gods were after—himself.

"Without Amaterasu, according to human terms, we are demons, man-eating demons." Muzan interrupted, revealing his identity, wanting to see Doma's frightened face.

Shugo shook his head and said, "It's just interesting that a person born without feelings has become a cult leader who guides people's hearts."

Douma, without any expression of sadness or joy, said, "Oh."

Are you going to eat me?

Muzan was struck dumb. Was her boyfriend going to use his blood to bring this ugly monster under his control?

"Do not."

"I want you to join us, wow!"

Hiiragi couldn't help crying out in pain.

Muzan's threatening gaze fell on Shugo.

He's very useful! Only slightly less useful than Kokushibo!

I promise, we won't see each other again, okay!

The Empress, Muzan, reluctantly agreed to her husband, Shuuga, taking a concubine (?).

Doma's gaze was fixed on the point where Shugo and Muzan's figures intersected, as if he were looking at some kind of flower, a flower called a rare flower.

Muzan coldly watched as Doma gave him an innocent smile.

Favorability -10

The next second, a black thorn pierced through Doma.

Muzan coldly and maliciously poured a lot of blood into Doma.

Muzan: I look forward to Doma's death.

On the issue of hating Doma, I, Muzan, and the original author, Mr. Scum, have reached a consensus.

Unfortunately, Douma was very resilient and survived, successfully becoming a demon.

"Wow." Douma exclaimed, feeling his new body. Is this what it feels like to be a demon?

Shugo: "By the way, later on, a demon will come to take you to class to learn the common sense of being a demon."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

I don't like some of the Upper Moon characters, so I won't write about them.

Mini-drama: When Akaza and Doma are in the same classroom and sit at the same desk.

Doma (enthusiastically): Hello? I'm Doma, what's your name?

Akaza (perfunctory): Akaza

Doma: Hello, Akaza-kun, I'm Doma, I used to be a cult leader, blah blah blah...

Akaza: You're so annoying!

*Math class

Akaza: Tormented by Mathematics

Doma: You left a lot of questions blank? These are all very easy, let me tell you...

Akaza, chattering incessantly in my ears: He snaps his pen in half and beats up Doma.

*After the fight, the teacher questioned...

Doma: Huh? I'm teaching Akaza how to do math problems. Akaza can't do a lot of them! As his deskmate, I want to help!

The teacher nodded in approval, then looked sternly at the delinquent, Akaza.

Akaza, who has been repeatedly mocked: He's hardened his fist.