The final Battle

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❤🧡💛💚💙💜🖤~~~~~~~~A while later~~~~~~~~❤🧡💛💚💙💜🖤

I was in the middle of fighting Muzan, I had to use my final form and use the forest style. Fortunately, no one died yet except Tamayo and Kocho. Tomioka almost froze when he heard the news, overcome by grief. "The sun is about to come up.", someone yelled. I realized that if the other slayers were to have a chance, I would have to strike him right before the sun came up so that it could burn his injuries. I took a deep breath and yelled as loud as I could, "FOREST BREATHING; FOREST STYLE; PEIRCE OF LIFE!" I slashed as hard as I could, pushing myself over the edge, knowing that this would be my final stand.

The slash was full of birds of every color of the rainbow, along with every speck of flora I have ever encountered. I held the slash for a few moments, just long enough for the sun to come up. The slash cut muzan right across his torso and sliced off several of his long tentacles. He was shocked and the other hashira were bracing themselves to follow my attack. I already had sustained major injuries fighting alongside Muichiro to defeat Uppermoon 1. I managed to gain my Demon slayer mark in the battle and unlock the transparent world. The mark was a pattern of leaves and birds that were normally dark green, but could turn bright red along with my sword.

I have used my final form and every other form in Forest Breathing; Forest style to attack Muzan and hold him back. I was full of power, giving this one final blow my all. And then the phoenix disappeared. I saw one of Muzan's arms about to kill Misturi. With my remaining strength, I chucked my sword as hard as I could towards that arm. The last thing I heard was Muichiro yelling and coming over to grip my shoulder. "Proud of you Mui. I'll be watching with everybody else including Yuichiro. Go and send Muzan to hell for me." I closed my eyes and let out my final breath. I settled in the clouds with the rest of the ghosts. We watched the other demon slayers fight for their lives and everyone else's lives as well. We watched in pain as Tanjiro turned into a demon. But the moment he came back to us, we rested, ready to move on. I would miss everyone, but I knew that I would find them again, in the next life.

(writing about my death is depressing.)

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