together in the framed ocean | g. tomioka

02 - The Setting Sun

Age 18

As the many assignments and missions start to pass by, so do the seasons. Finally, yet another year has passed, and you find yourself in a bustling town filled with people carrying various peculiar goods. Sensing Mosu, your Kasugai crow, nearing, you raise your arm to the sky, allowing him to land. "Thanks, Mosu."

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I sent Tanjiro and Nezuko to train with my former master a year ago. I can assure you that they're both in good hands.

Tomioka Giyu.

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You walk to the tea shop on the outskirts of town to send a reply.

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That's great. I guess Tanjiro will be joining the Demon Slayer Corps very soon. Thank you for letting me know :)

(L/n) (Y/n)

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"Here, Mosu." Your crow flies away as you take a sip of your tea.

A different crow comes flying, screaming news.

"YOU ARE TO ATTEND THE HASHIRA MEETING TOMORROW. HASHIRA MEETING TOMORROW."

Nodding, you pay the owner and walk out of the tea shop. For someone who has never attended a Hashira meeting, full of comrades who hold much power, you are surprisingly calm. However, that doesn't stop you from thinking, "I wonder what the others are like." All you had to worry about for now is getting to the Master's place, the headquarters for demon slayers.

Time swiftly goes by, as the sun is already setting, so you have no intention of slowing down until . . . "A demon," you sense on your way to the Demon Slayer Headquarters.

The flow of the smell comes from the right, so you grab the handle of your blade. Weirdly, distinguishing this demon's rank from its scent was difficult. Their bloodlust and change in emotion rapidly increase as it approaches, forcing you to partially take out your sword.

BOOM

You stand covering your eyes from the dust floating around the air, and as the surrounding area became visible, the demon reveals itself, staring into your eyes.

"You seem quite powerful, yet you don't seem to have a close relation to Kibutsuji," you say, pointing at your eyes.

"DON'T SPEAK HIS NAME!" The demon screeches. A strong gust of wind blows towards you, leaving cuts on every area of your body where your skin is exposed.

"I wonder... what is the reason for your bloodlust?"

Obviously, the demon's only goal is to kill and eat you, and you know that. However, the entrance he made and the way he stares deep into your eyes, give you the feeling that he is holding some sort of a grudge. This would not make sense as you hold no connection to demons that would lead to resentment. Everything about this is not normal. He has the powerful aura of a Lower Rank, yet no numbers are engraved into his eyes.

"I felt someone strong coming from this direction, and I followed it to see who I would kill next."

"You're awfully confident in your skills? What period are you from?" You ask.

You blink, and the figure standing before you disappears. The demon does not give you enough time to react before he punches you right in the stomach, sending you flying. You cough up blood but flip your body midair to land safely. After inhaling the surrounding air, you sigh.

"Your sword is drawn, yet you haven't done anything... woman."

You jump and vanish, reciprocating the same energy the demon gave you. "Blaze Breathing, Third Form. Amaterasu."