𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 × 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 [OLD]

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒-𝖤𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

So both Upper Moons Five and Four were here, huh? Muzan really was a bum.

Since Tanjiro, Genya, and Nezuko were fighting off Upper Moon Four, y/n figured that she would help them.

After she handled her injuries of course, falling from trees turned out to be way worse than she'd expected, stitching her serious wounds closed before heading off once again.

She could hear loud booms in the distance in addition to shouting. Y/n frowned, sensing that something wasn't right.

There were four demons, right?
How come she only felt one?

"Y/n-chan!"

She turned her head as Mitsuri joined her, the two of them running alongside each other, "Mitsuri, it's you! I think Tanjiro, Nezuko, and Genya are up ahead fighting Upper Moon Four! I'm a little worn out so I don't think I'll arrive in time to help! Please, go ahead to make sure they're alright!"

Mitsuri gave y/n and a thumbs up alongside a determined grin, "Right! Just leave it to me, okay?"

Y/n managed a warm smile, "Thanks Mitsuri."

The Love Hashira's face went pink as she tensed a little before hurrying on ahead, 'Y/n has such an adorable smile!'

"Mm?" y/n tilted her head, "What was that about?"

She shrugged, changing her breathing pattern in order to recover some strength before entering the chaos.

'What is that?' y/n wondered as she saw trees falling up ahead. Her dread increased gradually as whatever was destroying the trees came closer and close until a dragon made of wood suddenly lunged out at y/n.

She couldn't dodge.
She didn't know how long it was.
She wasn't in the position to slice it in half nor would she be able to shift stances quick enough in this state.

So, she did the first thing she thought of.

Y/n dug her heels into the ground and inhaled.
Power surged through her muscles as her bloodstream carried oxygen like a crow delivering messages.

The thing hit her like a truck but it only pushed her back a few feet, her hands gripping the upper and lower half of its mouth to keep it from biting her.

'I can't hold this for long.' y/n realized as she took notice of how the thing still managed to slowly push her, leaving tracks in the dirt while her arms and legs trembled from the effort.

Yeah, she wouldn't last long like this.

The dragon made of wood pulled back, realizing that y/n wasn't just gonna let it bite her. As soon as it did, y/n adjusted her grip on her sword with a intense expression.

She was just gonna stick to Moon Breathing for now.
Though y/n would possibly have to use Wind Breathing, she didn't think she could take much more of the strain of alternating.

Moon Breathing, Ninth Form
Waning Moonswaths

The sound of y/n's breathing was like a sword cutting through the air itself as she surged forward.

She slashed through the wood like it was butter as she sliced the massive creature into bits with curved horizontal and vertical movements.

Just when she thought that the dragon went on forever, she found herself in a ravaged clearing. The pieces of the dragon which she had cut faded to ash as her eyes landed on a twisted and contorted tree-like structure.

And inside, she sensed the main body.
The itty bitty, cowardly body.

Her momentum carried her further and she found herself face to face with another demon. He looked like a kid and he had the kanji for hatred on the drums which were connected to his back.