When his head got off you felt emptiness and sadness again. You looked over to the demon and took his hand. After one minute praying you walked again.
These 7 days soon passed away and it only survived 6, from 25.
Reaser P.O.V
These girls from earlier, where there to meet us again. We needed to choose a piece of metal for our nichirin blade, and know our ranks:
(weakest rank)
Mizunoto
Mizunoe
Kanoto
Kanoe
Tsuchinoto
Tsuchinoe
Hinoto
Hinoe
Kinoto
Kinoe(strongest rank)
and then there was a more special rang, the highest off all these ranks: Hashira.
I don't know much about Hashiras yet, but I think I want to be one of them, gotta ask mom, when I'm back home.
I walked back to the mountain where we live and saw my mother, she looked tried, but still happy to see me again. "Mother, I'm back" was all I could say, tears started to roll down my face and a smile was placed on my lips. My sword dropped to the side, mom looked at me, tears started to roll down her face too, she then ran over and hugged me. "I'm glad, you made it." she whispered in my ear
We both get inside the house and talked, eated celebrate. It was awesome, my mother and me, we understood each other again. "Mom, what does a Hashira do?" I asked her. "Oh dear, Hashira or Pillar is the highest rank in the demon slayer corps. They are the elitist of all. You know, I was a Hashira too, the Shadow Hashira and then I met your father." (A/n: oh damn I want to make so badly this 'mama, when does papa, who went to buy some new food, come back?' joke XD I'm sorry it had to be qwp I didn't try to insult anyone. uwu)
I looked at my mother and saw her smiling, even if she's old I will still love her. We talked almost all night. Later she went to bed and I cleaned up in the kitchen, soon enough I went to bed too.
3rd P.O.V
Two hours later something strange walked in... The smell of blood was inside the house, it was stuffy. Y/n immediately woke up of the stuffy air, she grabbed her blade and went to check after her mother. She crept slowly into her mother's room, hoping nothing bad would happen, but then again, the smell of blood was still in the house. The h/c girl opened the door to her mother's room and stared in shock on the picture infront of her. It was terrifying. Again the same scene like with her father. Her mother was on the floor full in blood and a demon eated her slowly up, but this demon was a bit different.
(A/n: The following part has informations from the manga, but no spoilers uwu)
"My lord, fresh meat, how nice. Hey, what's your name, I'm Gyokko and you must be a demon slayer, how cute~ are you here to save this lady?" he asked with a creepy smile.
Actually he didn't had a normal face instead of eyes he had two mouths and instead of a mouth he had one eye.
He was really creepy. "Who are you?" you screamed as angsty was heard in your voice. "As I said, I'm Gyokko one of the twelve Kizuki, more precisely upper moon rank 5." 'My mom told me about the twelve Kizuki, they are the nearest demons that are near to Kibutsuji Muzan. Oh crap this is bad, I'm really in danger...' Gyokko started to attack. 'I could block some attacks, but still I don't understand how his attacks works... It hurts, so badly.... someone please help me....'
When the h/c haired girl were in the balance of death, her help came to her, that she has been waiting for. Y/n slowly started to loose her consciousness. "Don't die!" she heard a husky voice yell? or was it just saying...?
Y/n opened one of her eyes to meet some yellow, blueish eyes. 'Variety eyes?' this was the last though that she kept in her mind as she passed away.
(A/n: This was the end, please rate my story, if you're enjoying it here qwp it would make me a bit happy and thank you for reading this chapter, also please tell me if I made some grammar mistakes or language fails qwp bye ^^)
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