Demon Slime | Demon Slayer x Rimuru

Chapter 11: Sakonji Urokodaki

(Edited)

My vocabulary is degrading.

It's really something that I shouldn't worry about but it's something that I noticed.

Anyways, not too proud of this one. There's really not that much to say about it. It just seemed a little bit lackluster so don't put your expectations too high.

Enjoy the chapter!

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Narrator POV

"You can't finish him off with that."

'What?! Where did this guy come from?!' Rimuru thought, staring at the old man that had just appeared. He was wearing an ominous tengu mask along with a white hood while a beautiful blue haori with cloud patterns rested upon his shoulders.

"H-How can I finish him off?" Tanjiro said, turning around to face the strange man. "Don't ask me!" The man responded. "Can't you use your own head to figure that out?!" This man had a serious aura around him. It was like he was on-guard at all times.

'If stabbing's no good...' Tanjiro thought. 'I'll have to crush his head!' He turned towards the demon's head. It was unconscious and showed no signs of life. Completely defenseless.  The man only stared as Tanjiro picked up a small rock. He trudged over to the head. 'To crush his skull and smash it completely, I guess I'm going to have to pound him with this rock many times.'

'I bet he's going to suffer.'

Just then, Tanjiro felt something that he didn't expect to feel for a demon.

 Resentment? Fear? 

No.

Remorse.

'Isn't there anything I can use to kill him in one blow?' He didn't want the demon to suffer. In this world, nobody deserved to suffer. The old man just sighed. 'This kid's not going cut it.' The old man thought. 'He's too kind and can't make decisions.'

'He's facing a demon, yet the scent of kindness remains.' The old man thought.

'He has empathy for even a demon.'

The old man had essentially given up on the poor boy at this point. 'Giyuu...' He thought. 'He's never going to make it.'

Rimuru thought about helping with the execution but then realized, 'This is a test.' This old man was testing Tanjiro to see if he had the determination and resolve to be able to slay the demons. Rimuru smiled. 'Come on! You got this Tanjiro.' He silently cheered. 

Just then, the demon had awoken. His eyes shot open as he started observing his surroundings. 'I blacked out...' He thought. 'Is my body dead, then?' The demon looked down. His current situation looked dismal. Stuck to a tree. No arms. No legs. He was just there to inevitably be killed.

'I feel sick!' The demon grimaced. The demon looked up to see a young boy with burgundy colored hair. His eyes widened before he was fueled with rage. "You bastard, I'll kill you! I swear I'll devour you. Get over here! Dammit!" The demon yelled in a fit of rage. "I can't go to you, so come to me!"

Just then, a slither of orange started to peek over the trees. 'I faltered too long. Now the sun's coming up!' Tanjiro thought, staring at the rising sun. "Hey, come here, you!" The demon continued shouting at Tanjiro before the first stroke of sunlight eventually met him. The demon screamed in agony as he started disintegrating. Eventually, fading away into nothingness with no voice to cry suffering.