"It's not shameful to be weak, it's shameful to give up while you're still alive."
In which Kazama Seiji follows in the footsteps of his father and chooses the path of demon slaying.
Kimetsu No Yaiba fanfiction
Multiple OC's
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The strong scent of wisteria filled Seiji's senses as he made his way up Mt. Fujikasane, he had always found the plant beautiful as it was the same colour of his and his mother's eyes. A petal floated down from the trees momentarily resting atop his nose before being carried off by a gentle breeze towards a small set of stairs.
This is the place, he thought to himself while walking up the steps to where the others prepared to take the test were gathered. Choosing to conserve his energy he walked towards a rock and sat down on it to wait until they received some form of instructions.
A few more people arrived before a pair of children holding lanterns, one with black hair the other white and they both had wisteria pinned in their hair, spoke gaining the attention of everyone who had gathered. "Everyone—" I didn't even notice them, Seiji thought as he curiously narrowed his eyes at them while standing up from the rock.
"—We thank you for coming here tonight, to the Demon Slayer final selection." They spoke in perfect unision which was fitting given their appearance, "There are demons imprisoned here on Mt. Fujikasane, captured alive by the demon slayer swordsmen, and unable to leave. " The white haired child, Kanata, begun.
"That is because the wisteria which demons hate so much blooms year round from the bottom to half way up the mountain," The other one, Kiriya, finished.
"However, there is no wisteria from this point on and so demons abound—"
"—You'll need to survive here for seven days to pass final selection."
"And now, be on your way."
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To survive on the mountain for seven days would mean that Seiji would get very little rest, the forest was thick and dark so being attacked by a demon during daytime was a daunting possibility. He would kill any demon who crossed his path no matter what, he pushed his body to its limits with his training. If that wasn't enough he push himself even farther.
"Oho~ a Demon Slayer?" a voice drawled out from above, leisurely resting on a tree branch was a demon staring at Seiji with bloodshot eyes. "I knew allowing myself to be captured was a good idea, it's so easy to catch my prey now."
Seiji leaped backwards, hand on his sword as the demon dropped down from the tree its face contorting into a nasty grin. "Now then, are you prepared to become my first meal of the night?"
How cocky.
"I'm afraid that won't be the case." The moonlight glinted on the now unsheathed blade of the sword as he pointed it towards the demon, Seiji dashed towards the demon and struck him with the sword easily slicing through its flesh and dismembering its arm.
Obnoxiously the demon laughed as its arm began to regenerate, "Oh wow kid your good! I cant wait to eat you!" It declared getting into a fighting stance, sharp spikes formed on each of it's shoulders ripping the fabric of it's kimono while it's nails shifted into sharp claws. "I guess i should get serious!"
