Kyōjurō Rengoku X Male Reader

That shouldn't have happened....

"Ugh stupid demon slayer if you had looked you would've seen the guy killed the girl" (M/n) complained while running "This stupid sword is making my neck feel weird" (M/n) tugs at the swords handle

(M/n) stops at a clearing, train tracks in front of him "There's a weird bump here..." (M/n) steps on the pile of dirt. A surge of pain hits his body "Okay this sword looks cool from afar but for my sake I have to take it out."

(M/n) begins taking the sword out of his neck his blood dripping down on the pile of dirt "Ugh I'm not cleaning that blood up"
(M/n) keeps pulling at the sword until it finally comes out a gush of blood coming out with it "Eh this is a bit too much blood...."

(M/n) stands up and looks at the pile of blood "Blood demon art overflowing life" The blood instantly grows grass and dead flowers bloom. "Heh this will do" (M/n) walks away with the blade in his hand

Holding the blade by its very tip (M/n) examines the blade. Noticing the few tint dents and dulling on the edge of the blade. "Hm this blade could use a few touch ups... Too bad I can't do those touch ups." (M/n) breaks the blade in half and walks away.

Not noticing the large figure walking towards him

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Rengoku POV

"What's happening? I can't see anything." A weird sensation runs down my arms. what is this? I look at my arm

Blood.

It's dripping on and down my hand but I'm.... this can't be I already died, what is happening?

I look at my other hand, I stare In shock. There's blood on it too. I look up, it's dark but there's a tiny ray of light forcing it's way into the dark. That's where the blood is coming from. All of the sudden a ton of blood drips down and I get covered in blood

"What is happening am I dying a second time?"

The blood suddenly the blood glows and begins boiling my skin. I panic and try to wipe off the blood but end up spreading the blood even further. The blood envelops me in its heat and light.

I close my eyes once again.

I wake up but I can't see anything my eyelids, I can't move them. My legs aren't responding. This is the worst day ever I thought. My arms are able to move a little and with little strength I have I move my arm.

This feels like dirt...? I'm buried!

I quickly move my arm and punch the dirt away from my face. I gasp the fresh air and pant. "Why am I buried..." I lay back on my back and stare at the sky. "I died....but how am I back..?"

I soon get out of my grave and examine it "There's so much flowers. Looks like a tree sapling was growing where my legs were.." But how can so much life be on my grave?

I look around. Train tracks to my left and a forest to my right. "Ah I am right where I died" I look at the ground noticing footsteps "These are fresh whoever walked here is not that far from me" I follow the footsteps while looking down

This is crazy. I-I'm alive but how? Did the gods bless me another chance or is fate toying with my end?

A sudden sound of metal breaking brings my attention back to the real world. I look up at the source of the loud snapping. A boy holding a broken blade.