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"No..NO NO NO! (Y/N)!" Tanjiro screamed, desperately trying to get his body to work with him, wanting to get up and remove the hands of the demon off the stomach of his friend.

Friend. Yikes man.

"(Y/N)! NO NO!" He continued to yell  watching as their form carelessly flopped down on the floor, tears overpowering his line of vision as he had to crawl, crawl just to be able to see if this really was a nightmare.

Muraoka yelled in pure fear, hurrying over their body while removing a huge chunk of her own flesh, using her own blood to try and replace the huge gap. Whimpers and pleas coming out of her mouth, not expecting to have the plan fail.

And they worked really hard for it, shame.

She watched as their eyes slowly fell, barely clutching onto the bare life they had.

"No no, come on come on!" She hissed, using more of her blood to fill in the gap, Tanjiro desperately yelling at her to just save them.

Rengoku was on an ongoing spree of attack, anger seeping through every slices, feeling angry at himself and (y/n) for not following orders.

Can you blame him? Possibly not.

Akaza only laughed, happy to know he just killed someone his master despised, it's all he needed.

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"...Oh wow i really fuckin' died huh." You snickered, looking at the black empty void you were in, watching as Muraoka's blood slowly started to form into flesh inside your own stomach, having your nose scrunch in return, not really knowing how you felt.

To be fair, you expected to anger him, but not to that extent.

"Yeah..and it's probably because i completely forgot what the fuck my plan was." You groaned, flopping back down on your back, continuing to eyed the scene before you.

You expected it to go like that anyways, you didn't necessarily get the training you need, and though you gave yourself a pat on the back for planning such a good idea, it still managed to get you killed in the lamest way.

"Oop, bossman i'm feeling a little pulse." You snorted again, feeling your own body slowly flare up, concluding that the blood of the demon girl was in fact slowly bringing you back to life.

But at what cost?

"Pfff,,,our table..it's broken." You giggled, slowly getting yourself back up, not enjoying the feeling in your stomach of receiving so much blood of a demon.

"Welp! Let's go buckaroo!"

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