Demon King Tanjiro

Prologue

The giant demon baby slowly melted as the sun hit it. Screeching loudly, it flung its hand in front as if to hide from the inevitable. The wailing slowly faded as the last of the ashes were swept away by the soft wind.

Muzan was dead.

The silence held. No one could believe what just happened. Their mouths agape in awe, tears of joy and lose sprung to their eyes. Many people fell to the ground, screaming and crying with relief and sadness. They crowded around eachother comforting one another in the fact that they no longer had to live in fear anymore.

"WE WON! WE DEFEATED MUZAN!"

"MUZAN IS DEAD!!"

"Tend to the injured..." The new master said, soon after fainting. So her sister took up with the orders.

"WE AREN'T DONE YET!!" She yelled out. "GO TREAT THE WOUNDED!"

Others carried her message.

"SHIFT TO FIRST AID!"

"STOP BLUBBERING AND PULL YOURSELVES TOGETHER!"

People hustled around tending to the injured and respectfully handling the deceased. Some lower ranked demon slayers were trying to treat Gyomei Himejima but he put up his hand refusing them.

"No... don't waste medication on me..." the dying stone pillar told them, the blood slowly dripping from the large gash across is face.

"B... but Himejima!" The one that was trying to give him the medication looked worriedly at him. He and major injuries from his fight and radley the demon slayer feared he wasn't going to make it.

"It's too late for me," Gyomei stopped to catch his breath, his eyes fluttered closed. "Go see to the younger fighters."

"But... but...!" The slayer said again, tears streamed down his face.

"Please... this is my last request," suddenly his hand twitched as if it'd been touched. His head lifted up and his eyes slowly opened. "Oh... It's you, huh?"

The Kakushi looked at each other, confused as the Hashira muttered nonsense then finally, "Let's go..." and then he died.

One of the Kakushi clutched to his hand tears dripping down the side of her checks. "Himejima..."

Some time later they found the bodies of Obanai Iguro and Mitsuri Kanroji. Both had fought bravely against Muzan but had suffered fatal injuries, dying in each others arms after tearfully confessing their love for each other.

Sanemi the Wind Hashira almost died, even passing for a bit. Eventually coming to before passing out from blood lose.

"OW THE BOAR BIT ME!"

As more demon slayer fanned out they found Inosuke still alive but in bad shape, as always still harassing everyone.

"Please... If I die tell my wife, Nezuko, that I love her," Zenitzu lay on his stomach as they rapped bandages around him. He was crying... again.

"She's not your wife!" One of the slayers shouted.

"And that I was brave... and I thought of her until the very end..." he continued, sniffing like a child.

"This guy never gives up," the Kakushi sighed, tightening the bandages.

Tomioka Giyu's eyes snapped open and he sat up, briefly noticing the cloth around his now missing right arm. His abrupt awakening starled the medics that surounded him.

"No Tomioka! You mustn't move!" They didnt want to hurt him anymore than he already was so they let him stand.

"Where is Tanjiro? Is he alright?" The Water Pillar asked. Just moments before all of this, moments before Muzans death, he'd been helping Tanjiro hold the Demon King in place as they let the sun consume him but in the sudden burst of Muzan transforming he had swallowed up both Tanjiros katana and Tanjiro.