Poor Boy [Tanjiro x Reader]

🌸 Chapter 24 🌸

Dear Readers.

I hope you didn't think the story was over yet! These past few weeks have been intense. I have a rough work schedule, I have had a family member hospitalised and have cried many tears.

But i am back, i recently watched the demon slayer movie so i am feeling more inspired than ever to write and i can sincerely say i have missed you all dearly. I may be rusty so I hope you forgive me.

I hope you enjoy the new chapter.

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The yellow-eyed demon grinned wolfishly, a deranged gleam in her lifeless eyes. The young swordswoman felt a spine chilling shiver run through her body, making her twist in discomfort. The demon's bangs cast a shadow over her feline eyes. Y/n carefully stepped back, her white blade shimmering in the afterglow of the crescent moon that sat in the night sky, casting its light over them.

🦋 Close your eyes, 🦋
And remember that passing voice.
I can't return,
I can't go back.
🦋 There is only deep darkness. 🦋

"Twelve demon moons?" Tanjiro asked hesitantly, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead, lingering on his pointed chin. His burgundy hues glanced over his shoulder as he eyed the pale woman, who cowered behind the demon slayers, recovering their strength after the ambush. The young demon mistress' lair laid in ruins. Yushiro gritted his teeth; his fangs bared as he clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, drawing blood. "They serve directly under Kibutsuji!" Lady Tamayo exclaimed bluntly.

🦋 I can't return, I can't go back. 🦋
There is only deep darkness.
You hear a gentle sound and it makes you cry
No matter how painful it is,
Move forward (move forward)
Keep going (keep going)
🦋 Cut off that despair. 🦋

Her once elegant kimono was now covered in dirt from the ruins of her destroyed sacred sanctuary. She glanced up at the young fighters, a soft expression on her square face, her porcelain skin glimmering in the soft rays of the moonlight; her face absent of any emotion. Her heart, however, was flooded with raw emotion: concern for her student, remorse for her loss at the hands of the infamous Kibutsuji, and rage. He had taken everything from her, but he won't take her beloved student.

🦋 Even if you lose, even if you fail, 🦋
You have no choice but to keep on living.
No matter how beaten you are,
🦋 There is something you have to protect 🦋

She subtly glanced at the young woman, who was illuminated by the rays of the moonlight. A sense of warmth tugged at her unbeating heartstrings. For a second, ever so slightly, she saw the image of her child, standing in the place of her student. The image of her child slowly faded as the young woman sprinted into action, balancing on the balls of her feet as she swiftly cut the temari balls in half.

🦋 This is the path you chose, 🦋
Get ready to face destiny.
Covered in mud and scratched your feet,
    Look at that thin thread you can't see by 🦋 eye 🦋

A dangerous gleam in her (e/c) hues, the temari demon's eyes furrowed as she glared menacingly at the demon slayer, her veins bulging from under her sickly pale skin. "Now you're just being annoying." the demon sneered through gritted teeth. The young woman's doe-eyes/almond-shaped/monolid eyes narrowed in disgust as four bulging arms popped out of her square torso. "I'll show you what real power looks like and put you in your place." She boasted snidely.