lily | muzan kibutsuji

🟥16| blood

Blood dripped from the hand of Kibutsuji as he looked at the doctor who laid in front of him.

He hated empty promises.

He hated liars.

He watched the red liquid spill onto the floor of his room as his weak body shivered in anger.

Was this what he called better? His treatment was doing well?

Such words disgusted him.

In the whole entire world, incompetent people were the people Kibutsuji hated the most.

He hated people who claimed they could fix something when they couldn't.

He was mad, so mad he killed the doctor.

He didn't feel any remorse.

The doctor's time was up.

If Kibutsuji was going to die he was going to take someone with him.

But soon, he realized he might've judged the doctor too quickly.

Soon, he felt power surging through him the likes of which he had never felt before. He was becoming stronger. His senses were sharpened.

He was well, and yet, the sun seemed to hate him.

He had reached his hand out to feel the morning sun only to see it burn him relentlessly. His arm disintegrating in less than a second.

He had retracted his body immediately hiding in the shadows.

What was this? Why couldn't he go out in the sun? What type of treatment was this?

Wasn't the treatment working? Or perhaps, it wasn't complete.

Kibutsuji didn't know he was missing another dosage. He had been turned into a demon.

He learned quite quickly that he had a famished appetite.

He didn't like food. In fact, food disgusted him.

Human flesh was the only thing that appeased him.

He didn't think much before indulging into his desires.

He had already not liked humans in the first place. Ever since the noble festival his loathing for them increased dramatically. He could careless about everyone else's feelings. He had already decided that yours and his were the only ones that mattered.

He began to feast on humans at night. He felt no remorse yet again. For all his life, he had been stripped of opportunities, now that he had the strength to move around he was going to have everything he wanted.

He also learned that he was strong. Very strong.

He could crush a human as if they were an insect. His hands were able to squeeze things until they broke. He could kill a person with little effort.

He was capable. A transcending being.

The perfection he had always sought was now coming to fruition. All his desires were coming true. Still, he was missing two things.

One, he wasn't able to walk in the sun.

Two, his Lily. He desired his Lily.

Kibutsuji never forgot about you. It had been two months and not a day went by without him thinking of you.

You were his. He longed for you greatly.

He sought to have you. He searched for you long and far but couldn't seem to locate the doctor's estate. The doctor who had treated him was private and secretive.

He didn't know that you were searching for him too. Your husband had went missing one day and you longed to have him back.

He couldn't find you, until one fated day.

He was walking out of the Kibutsuji manor, the compound was up in flames, some of the servants missing due to being used to satisfy his hunger. It was all according to plan.

He didn't want anyone to know anything about himself. He wanted everything about his past to be hidden, in his mind, he had never been a human in the first place. He was far above that.

The remaining servants were screaming and running out of the compound due to the giant flames that engulfed his estate.

He didn't really care about any of that. His only interest was making sure everything was destroyed.

That's when he saw you from a distance. You were staring at him.

You were right there.

He didn't know why, he wondered if he was mistaken.

Now that he was a demon, he could hear your heartbeat. The light pitter patter caused him to relax a bit. You looked so fragile all of a sudden. You were human. A delicate, soft human. He could smell the scent of sweet vanilla from afar causing memories to surge through his mind. Now there was no way he was mistaken. It was you.

Lily.

You were back.

You were right there.

A rush of possessiveness filled him as he began to approach you.

But for some reason, you looked shocked to see him.

Kibutsuji didn't realize the horror of what was going through your mind.

The man in front of you was covered in blood. He was walking perfectly fine. His home behind him was up in his flames. His expression was calm. He seemed satisfied to see you, even though there were screams in the near distance. Every single piece of what your eyes saw seemed to contradict each other.

You had simply come to take a look at the compound from a distance, the doctor you had grown to admire had gone missing for two whole months but this sight was beyond your imagination.

This scenery in front of you was the most breathtaking, dreadful thing you'd ever seen, almost heart-stopping and indeed it was.

At that moment, seeing Kibutsuji and the place you had grown to love in flames caused your heart to stop.

You fell over as your eyes fluttered close.

A coma.

You fainted immediately and quick as a flash Kibutsuji ran to catch you. You landed in his arms but it was too late.

You were out of it. A day passed and you didn't wake up.

A day turned into a couple of days, a week turned into two weeks but you never woke up. Kibutsuji began to worry. A few weeks turned into a month, a month into two.

Kibutsuji took it upon himself to make a decision.

It was clear to him that you weren't dead but at the same time, you weren't responding to outward actions.

You were weak.

You were a human.

Kibutsuji decided to change that.

He began to insert his blood into you throughout the years, a very minimal amount. He didn't want to risk causing you bodily harm. He wanted you to open your eyes.

You became his first demon. Well, partial demon, because you didn't wake up at first.

Kibutsuji Muzan desired you and he didn't care if it took one thousand years to have you.