"I'm sorry!" cries a blonde woman, her golden strands of hair swinging with the wind and tears rolling down her face "I'm so so sorry! Forgive me! Please, Kami-Sama!" she once again screams and pleads to her God. But.... "Are you really going to beg like that..? Eh... And here I was, thinking you were my sister" another female laughs, ridiculing the other one. The God is.... She gets a chair, and bashes it in the wailing maiden, her own white hair doing the same as the blonde's. "Do you think you can possibly do anything against me?!? Idiot." The God is fake. "You will never be able to do anything against me!!! You will never beat me!!!" the white haired woman's expression darkens. "You should stop trying.... Angeleine." She hits her sister once more, causing her to scream in agony as her bones shatter, leaving blood stains on the chair she was using as a weapon, despite having a knife in hand. Angeleine's own flesh flies from her original position on her head, and her eyes roll back because of the schock "Please!!! Isabella!!! Stop it!!!" she once again begs. Isabella dismisses her sister's pleads as she once again violently attacks her. But this time, Angeleine is quiet. "What's the matter sis? You finally dead?" The victim's gaze gets darker. It's time. She gets up and dusts her skirt off. To become God. And as she does, she slowly but surely grabs her sister's hand. Isabella doesn't have time to react, as the bloodied mess that is her sister Angeline takes away the knife. She opens her mouth, but instead of her voice, out comes another, more monotone tune. "Monster." she spits out angrily "It's time for punishment." she states, and Isabella's vision goes blank. Out of two sisters, there is only left one. Angeleine is her name.
TIMESKIP AND PLACESKIP
"How did I get here?" the blonde woman, Angeline, repeats a question she got asked. "Yes. That's what I've been asking you. Are you alright miss?" Angeline sighs. "Care to tell me how you got here? You do realize this is a brothel? Or do you perhaps want to spend the night with me?" the other, pink haired woman gets red with embarrassment and covers her face. "Oi! I'm new here! I really didn't know! Heheh..." Angelene blinks. "So you want to sleep with me or not? Just so you know, it's gonna be expensive. I'm the angel of the red district, Angeleine, after all!" She makes a flashy hand motion, gesturing to herself. "Greetings to you, Angeleine!!! I'm Aina! Aina Uehara!" The prostitute looks at her with a blank and confused expression. "I didn't ask." she states. Aina awkwardly tries startinf a new conversation "So, you're not from here? You're dressed differently than the other oirans! Or are you perhaps a geisha? Tell me, tell me miss!!!" "Yes, I am indeed not from here... And I'm not a geisha, you know? I can't even play an instrument if that's what you're wondering." the oiran answers. "Well then, my apologies, lady Angeleine!!! I'm a foreigner as well! I came here from my old dojo, my master, his name is Akaza by the way , told me to visit Warabihime oiran and give her something!" Aina's eyes get wide "Miss, do you perhaps know of Warabihime oiran?!? Tell me, tell me!" The lady of the night sighs shaking her head. "Tell you about Warabihime-Sama?!? How dare you ask such a disrespectful question?!? Warabihime" her eyes get sparkles in them and her blood rushes to her cheeks, making them red "Warabihime is the most beautiful, best, amazing person in the entire world!!! She taught me everything I know! Honestly I aspire to be like her!!!" she yells, attracting attention from the people around. Suddenly, a feminine figure approaches. "You said Akaza wanted you to give me something?"
PLACESKIP
Kanae Kocho looked at the paper before her. On it stood a poem her little sister, Nene had writen. "Sometimes i worry about you, Nene-Chan. In a poem about love you write about punishment from the Gods?" she was tense, yes, she was very much tense. She could be an angel, or an insane familiar, maybe even punishment, sent to all by the Gods. The woman sighed loudly, before calling out a name. "Nene! Come here sister!" she request-orders her adoptive sister. "Yes, Kanae-Nee?" she asks in a confused manner. "What's the matter?" The eldest Kocho sister looks at the second youngest. "Nene-Chan! Did you..." she closes her eyes, looking for the right words that could describe her feelings and worries. "D-did you have anyone in mind while writing this?" Nene looks at her sadly, eyes filled to the brim with shame. "No." she gulps, lying. After her encounter with the Kibutsuji female, she couldn't help but feel something. Not love, of course, that was the girl who kidnapped her, but she did feel something. Perhaps she was interested and she caught her eye, but she did some research. This "Dosheai Sha" was an insulting name, referencing to same sex love. Not that there was anything wrong with that, Nene would think, but she still wondered why Sha would tell her that. Except her name wasn't Sha. You see, Nene did some looking, and she found the girl's real name. It was Lily Kibutsuji. The daughter of the Progenitor, Muzan, Lily showed herself for the first time a year ago. Well, not publicly, but to the Demon Slayers at least, since they were a non government recognized organization who swore to kill non government recognized creatures. Lily seemed to be a diety you should fear and run away from. Those demon slayers who got caught in her attacks died an incredibly painful death, their guts spilling out everywhere. Back to the topic, Nene was bewildered she managed to survive. Yes, it was mercy from the demoness' side, but she was still alive and breathing. Suddenly, the wind shifted, causing the demon slayer to look to her left. "Thinking about me?" asked the familiar face of Lily Kibutsuji. Fear went over Nene's body as she slightly trembled, her red hair covering her face. "I-I know who you are!" she yelled, stuttering. "Yes, and?" Lily asked cockily, smirking slightly. "A-аnd now I-" before the scared female could finish her sentence, the demoness' smirk widened into an evil smile. "What's the matter, Demon Slayer? You scared?" she mocked the human "Don't be... I'm just here to remove the mark I left" she stated. Nene looked down, than up. Her face darkened, as a new sensation started to take over her. Yes, it was the Tsugikuni blood that flowed inside her veins. "As a Demon Slayer I have sworn to kill Muzan Kibutsuji. Now that I know of your existence, consider yourself a part of that list." Lily stoped smiling. Veins popped onto her forehead, as her brows shifted with fury. "Don't get to cocky Demon Slayer. I might atcually start wanting to kill you." she said darkly, practically yelling the words she spat out. And as suddenly as she appeared, the progenitor's daughter disappeared from Nene's sight and view.
Lily's POV
As I am walking away from the Butterfly Estate, U feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around, only to see a pale, blonde woman behind me. I slightly smile. "What can I do you for, Angeleine-Chan?"
!!!Taisho secrets!!!
Angeleine is an oiran, who is, unfortunately only 15.
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Wisteria and Lillies:Demon Slayer X Reader
FanfictionI don't own Demon Slayer, all rights belong to Koyoharu Gotouge. Lily Kibutsuji is the daughter of the Progenitor, Muzan. But when she meets a swordswoman from the Tsugikuni bloodline all gets complicated-how will things unveil? A godess. A goal. A...