When tanjiro found him, he was still curled up in the snow still mourning the loss. Tanjiro placed a hand on his shoulder clearly concerned, are you alright? had tumbled out of Tanjiro's mouth. was he alright? of course he wasn't ok, their family had been murdered and mutilated. He felt horrible, he wanted to open his mouth to respond but his mouth felt like cotton and the words died in his throat.
That's when he noticed, "Tanjiro" he whispered, his eyes trained on Nezuko, "why is Nezuko standing there with bamboo in her mouth?"
Tanjiro flinched, flustered he rushed to explain, how he was attacked by Nezuko (he got very worried when hearing this), how demons were real, how he had convinced a demon slayer that Nezuko was harmless, and lastly how they would need to hurry to a mountain to meet some man to become demon slayers.
Yuriicci stood up and peered at his sister and as he studied her he had the brief feeling of being in this situation or at least similar to it... "My dream was to live a quiet life with my family in a small house where we would sleep side by side..." the words filled his heads. What? when had that happened whose memories were those he couldn't remember when he had said that and to who.
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He moved the dirt to cover his family in a ditch attempt to show them respect, the dirt was loose and warm in his hands, he shifted the dirt.
When they were done they prayed and left. They couldn't stand being there any longer the once homely place was tainted with death and sorrow.
They left Nezuko in a cave while searching for something to carry her in, they found a bamboo basket which Yuriicci promptly steals (Tanjiro hated that leaving money where it was).
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Tanjiro was carrying Nezuko in the basket while Yuriicci held the hatchet from back home in his hand ready to swing on any danger.
Tanjiro was making idle chatter clearly trying to lighten Yuriicci up. while Yuriicci appreciated the effort it didn't help.
"Brother" Tanjiro called out, they were close to the mountain and a lady had been concerned, warning them, however Yuriicci assured her they would be ok, "we're close"
Yuriicci looked up at the mountain, it looked as though it would pierce the sky.
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"What will you do when your sister kills a human?" the old man in the oni mask had asked. Yuriicci knew what he would do, he knew what he needed to do it didn't matter if he wanted to or not. He said as much, "Ill kill her and slit my stomach open" Tanjiro stared at him in horror but Yuriicci did not give the look much mind.
As he watched the old man hit tanjiro for not answering. He pondered the difference between Tanjiro and him. Tanjiro was so bright so kind so good. Yuriicci felt like a sword something for someone to wield. He felt something missing like he was meant for a purpose, a destiny drenched in death.
They had walked to the old man, Urokodaki's, home and it was nice he supposed not very noteworthy. He had told them to leave Nezuko in the home and to follow him higher up the mountain.
Hurry down the mountain before the sun rose to the sky Urokodaki had ordered them, no helping each other he had said and with that he had disappeared.
When Yuriicci was 5 he had wandered through the forest their home was nestled in, he saw the sky peek through the thickness of the trees, he had felt at home running around free. This would be a piece of cake,
Yuriicci leapt and dodged each obstacle, if you had seen him you would believe he was a nymph swiftly dancing through the trees. He was as beautiful as a flame and ran as fast as one spread. He saw the house in the distance and bounded faster, his long legs carrying him.
He was right outside and he looked up, the moon was high in the sky and the stars were winking in the sky. He peered at the tree line wondering if tanjiro was still high up in the mountain. He stepped inside the house heading straight for the sleeping Nezuko.
It was nearly dawn when tanjiro made it. Urokodaki had accepted them both as students. Their training began tomorrow.
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Day 1; Nezuko, Urokodaki said tanjiro and I should write to you, training is difficult. however tanjiro is struggling more than I
Day 2; You've been sleeping for two whole days, tanjiro and I are beginning to worry.
Day 3; Tanjiro and I are being forced to swing a sword until it feel like our arms will fall off,
Day 4; its been 4 days why haven't you awoken from your sleep?
Day 5; please wake up.
Day 50; We have begun breathing techniques, we miss you
Day 720; Final selection is around the corner, Urokodaki said to participate we would have to cut a boulder
Day 721; I cut my boulder
Day 739; Tanjiro has cut the boulder we are both going into final selection
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As Yuriicci slept the night before final selection, he dreamt of memories he had no recollection of the first one was in a garden of sorts he stared at a boy who looked almost identical to him, the twin was swinging a sword and Yuriicci felt his tiny body fill with love for the other, he opened his mouth to address the twin. "My brother, is your dream to become the strongest samurai in the land? I want to be like you. I... want to become the second strongest samurai." Yuriicci said smiling at his twin brother, who stared at him shocked. Yuriicci paid it no mind he rarely talked after all, the entire village had assumed he was deaf.
The setting changed as quickly, He was older now starring at a man with red eyes of a serpent, "What is the value of a life to you? He questioned. The man opened his mouth to respond but different memories began rushing at him
"Sumiyoshi... those who master their trade all arrive at the same place. Even if the times change or the way to that place changes they are certain to reach the same place. You seem to think I'm someone that's special but I'm not.... "My brother... we are not that great. We are merely a fragment of humankind's long, long history. At this moment, those whose talent will surpass ours are uttering their first cries...But even that... did not come true. Because demons exist in this beautiful world."
Yuriicci startled awake eyes wide as a newborn babe and just like a newborn babe he was born again. He remembered, he remembered who he was.
He was Yuriicci Tsugikuni and he will kill every single demon for his family.
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God killing blade
FanfictionDeath is a never ending curse of which even Gods fear, but for Yuriicci it is simply a blessing that he will never be able to enjoy for long. "Will I ever rest?"
