"𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗹𝗹, 𝗬/𝗡. 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗼𝗹𝗹... "
When you are captured by Douma who treats you like a "doll", you are torn between the feel...
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[𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡:This chapter contains depiction of violence and blood. Sensitive readers are advised to read at their own risk. Those who are not willing to read this chapter can read the summary provided after the chapter.]
𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴...
How could I ever forget them? This is the same man who killed my family, took away everything from me. UpperMoon 2.
It's the first time I met a demon so fast on a mission.
Light golden-whitish hair tied behind, blood dribbling from his face, a surprised stare. Graceful, and elegant.
"Oh, Ayame is sending me more tributes nowadays, and that also a demon slayer. Is she becoming stealthy?" he said in a mocking voice. His* calm yet sarcastic tone, it irritated me. He kept aside the head of the woman, and started absorbing her body. I was shocked. I might have not been able to save her, but I will give her a grave. I took out my blade and struck at him, but he moved out of the way. 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘪𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵. "Please don't attack while I am consuming my treat," He mocked me in a pleading voice. I gritted my teeth. "Hmm, looking at your stance, I think you are a Hashira. Oh wait, aren't you the second Water Hashira, aren't you?What was your name, again?" he said.
"Fourth Form:Striking Tide," and I leaped at him. Unfortunately he dodged again. "Oh dear, looks like this cute girl wants to fight me. I like brave girls," he said, pulling out a fan from his back.
𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘯?
The fight continued. I struck him in continuous thrusts from my blade, while he defended himself with that fan. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨? Suddenly his leaped towards me and sliced a small cut in my arm, which started turning blue. Blood trickled down it. Tiny snow speckles fell from the fan, which were slowing down my movements and making me dizzy when I was breathing it in. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯. I covered the area with a spare piece of cloth I had at hand. Back to fighting again.
I tried not to breathe in the air, as he struck back at my thrusts. It was difficult.
Finally I found a way to strike back at him. "Tenth Form: Constant Flux!!" I screamed and ran towards him. He got startled as the attacks penetrated his body, and his fan was knocked off.
The series of strikes had made him outnumbered. Without his fan, he could not attack or slow me. "Haaahhh!!!" I screamed and rushed at him. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩. 𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦.
I sliced through him, the water attack following me. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺?
I turned to see him looking at me with a wide, sarcastic grin. He had my sword in one hand, and another fan in the other. "Dammit, he has two fans," I gritted my teeth.
"Ughh!" I said. There was a a sharp pain in my chest. To my shock, my chest had been sliced wide open, my lungs had been parted. Blood gushed out like a waterfall. The area was turning blue. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥. 𝘚𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨!
I coughed up blood. At this rate I was going to die soon. His laugh ringed through my years, so did Sanemi's words. 𝘛𝘤𝘩, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥.
I could not have my revenge. I had lost my pride. Hot tears fell from my eyes. I could hear his voice saying, "Won't you tell me your name before dying? You seem familiar."
I could not take it anymore. I collapsed.
°°° Summary: Y/N watches Douma as he absorbed the woman offered to him as a tribute. She striked at him, and a fierce fight followed. When Y/N thought she was winning, Douma countered her, and left her with a grievous injury. Y/N collapsed, hearing that Douma wanted to know her name.
°°° *His: Y/N is unaware that UpperMoon 2 is known as Douma.
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