Somewhere in a forest in the Western Country.
"Hehehe, brat, your soul smells delicious!"
An enormous centipede, over ten meters long, had a human face, loose black hair, and rosy lips, and spoke in a human voice.
Its entire body coiled around Inuyasha as it leaned close to his ear, flicking out a long, slime-covered tongue. It was utterly revolting.
"Don't act so disgusting in front of me!"
Inuyasha's eyes hardened. Golden demon power radiated from his body, and his sharp claws tore the Human-Faced Centipede apart in an instant.
Large chunks of flesh scattered across the ground, and blood pooled everywhere.
"Master Inuyasha!"
Just then, a faint, elderly voice rang out. A tiny figure hurried over and leaped onto Inuyasha.
"Old man Miroku, what are you doing here?"
Inuyasha casually blocked the pointed mouth Miroku was trying to suck his blood with and asked.
"Master Inuyasha, why did you just leave like that? Weren't things perfectly fine at Demon Wolf Castle?"
Miroku was slightly out of breath. He had clearly expended considerable effort catching up with Inuyasha.
"Demon Wolf Castle is nice, but spending my whole life in peace like that isn't what I want!"
Inuyasha raised his head slightly and gazed at the vast sky above. He wanted to see the world and find his own path.
"But the outside world is dangerous! You're a half-demon. When you lose your demon power, you'll be in terrible danger!"
Miroku felt there was nothing wrong with staying at Demon Wolf Castle. It was safe enough, and there was nothing to worry about.
"Yeah, I'm a half-demon. That's exactly why I need to leave and find a way to become a true demon."
Inuyasha's voice grew somewhat subdued. He was a half-demon, and with every new moon, the demon power within