𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊˚ʷⁱˡᵈ ᵒⁿᵉ‗ ❍ ⁱⁿᵒˢᵘᵏᵉ ˣ ᶠ.ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ [ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ ]

₊˚✧ 48

She had taken so many hits, she had experienced so much blood loss. She could no longer hear properly, and her vision was shaky- but she had come too far to give up. Her blade still burned a crimson red as she continued to slice through Muzan's whip attacks, picking up a rhythm in which helped her dodge them every time. There was still no sign of Tanjiro...and hope was beginning to dwindle more and more.

Suddenly, a shaking rung through the air and the earth beneath her crumbled- and she was thrown down one of the alleyways between the broken houses. (Y/N) cried out as a stray brick fell onto her broken body, and as she coughed she felt warm blood slip from between her lips. She wanted to reach out, grab her blade and rush towards Inosuke. After all, this attack from the demon had been fatal- she wanted to see if her boyfriend was okay.

But as she felt her vision turn spotty, she also noticed the warm...sleepy feeling that consumed her.

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Cherry blossom fell around her as her e/c hues slowly fluttered open, and she grunted in confusion. She felt so at peace, there was no pain anymore. As she looked down at her hands, she noticed that there was no injuries to them what so ever. She was all in one piece.

"Big sis!" She heard two voices ring out in unison, and two small figures began to rush towards her- a woman also in tow. It was her sisters along side her mother...what? But how was that?

"Yui? Ren? Mother?" (Y/N) choked as they jumped on her, wrapping their arms around her now shaking body. They were so warm and comforting, she had forgotten what their embraces felt like.

"But...but how?" She continued to cry, and she felt her mother stroke her h/c hair, trying her best to comfort her.

"You did well, darling. You fought with all you had, and I'm so proud of you. You're just like your father" Her mother hushed, and that's when she realized. She was dead...that attack- it had killed her. But that meant she'd never see her friends again...she'd never see Mitsuri...or Inosuke. Acidic tears streaked down her face as sobs fell through her body, and she felt her family lead her towards the comforting light.

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They had done it...they had defeated Muzan. Tanjiro had suffered in the process, being possessed by the Demon King for a while. But they brought him back, and they did it. Inosuke's mask was clotted with dried blood, he'd have to ask dumbass to clean it for him again.

"We did it! We actually did it!" Zenitsu cried over and over again as he clung to his friends, and for once the boar boy didn't mind. After sharing an embrace with his friends he peeled off his mask, drawing away from them so he could look for her. It was weird, she should have been here by now- but he couldn't worry too much. Maybe she was helping the wounded, Inosuke knew she was always happy to help people.

"Hashibira-San, please don't come over here" One of the lower ranked slayers sniffed as he approached a nearby alleyway, and he cocked his onyx head in confusion. They had just killed Muzan- but suddenly walking into an alleyway was too far. He gently pushed the slayer to the side, now curious as to what he was hiding.

And then he saw.

Dumbass...(Y/N).

She was sprawled out on her side, a bloody hand frozen as it outstretched for her pink blade. Her e/c eyes he adored so much were pressed shut, and there was a pool of blood beneath her body.

"Hey...dumbass? You awake?" Inosuke choked as he crouched down beside her, his broken hand gently shaking her body. But no response. She was just sleeping right? (Y/N) was always tired...she had to have been just sleeping. But as he picked her up and pulled her into his lap, he failed to sense a heartbeat.

"(Y/N)...please! Wake up! Stop being lazy!" He screamed as he shook her, and he heard footsteps approach behind him. He whipped his head around to see Tanjiro staring at him with sympathy laced in his wine red eye, and he knew what had happened.

"Inosuke...I'm so sorry. (Y/N)-Chan is dead" He whispered, using the last of his strength to pull the boar boy from the floor and he didn't know what came over him, but he clung to the Kamado.

They had finally won the battle, but at what cost?