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Idk what profession this could be, but I was like; what if someone meets you in dreams? And Enmu was the first person I drew from the hat. Makes sense, too, does it not?
You knew he was watching you. You didn't have the ability to lucid dream all the time, but every month or so, when you were somehow granted the ability to be conscious of your dreaming surroundings, you could clearly figure him out.
Was it a he? Was it a she? They changed their clothes and appearance every time. One day they would have unevenly cut hair and a butler's uniform, and the next, they would be a completely different person. Different looks, skin- gender even.
It was the way they looked at you that made you recognize them everytime. A curious face mixed with awe; as if he was looking at a piece of artwork. Unfortunately, he would often just be in your peripherals on those days you remember your dreams, but when you lucid dreamt; you could catch him off gaurd and see whatever form they had as your primary focus.
You would wave at him, and he wouldn't wave back. Instead your dream wouldve taken a sudden change in setting and you would go back to whatever dream you conjured up.
You didn't know when he started to be there; you don't even know where you met them, so when you told you family and friends, they all thought of two things;
It's a sign of a god watching over you or The Boogeyman has come to judge you. You assumed the second one was what your elder brother said to scare you into being quiet.
The person in your dreams never looked harmful. He was not hostile. He was just in your dreams watching you, and when you saw him, he'd go away.
Of course, there were nights where you didn't see him, and of course, you felt a little pang of sadness when he would disappear for days, however; you'd always get a gut feeling that you'd see him again, regardless what form.
That was until today. You woke up and the first thing you noted was not remembering anyone look at you awe-struckingly. It'd been 2 full weeks since you saw him, and you were starting to get concerned. But how were you going to find him? You've never seen him in real life, and you didn't even know his name; so how were you going to find soeone who wasn't even tangible?
"Brother, how does one person summon a being through dreams?" You looked to the right of the dining table, as you made eye contact with your white haired brother.
"How the hell should I know? Do I look like a witch?" his lips frowned sharply after he swallowed his meal and- if he had eyebrows- you could imagine them irk down in frustration and confusion.
"Then I'm going to the market today to find one," you got up and pushed your chair in. Your brother just shook his head and muttered how you should be home by sundown. "Don't worry Sani, I'll be home by then.
"Don't call me that-!" and you closed the door before you could hear him yell anymore.
You had a couple witch friends, but you've already asked this question to them before and none of them knew. You decided to go down to Rura alley and talk to the Dream catcher there.
His vodoo shop consistent of multiple aura crystals and blindfolds with foreign writing on them. His shop had a pungent sweet smell that once you step in, your nose immediately scrunches and you choke back a cough. "H-Hello?"
The dream catcher, with a fake sincirety smile, walked up to you, leaning down earnestly since he was at least a foot taller than you. "How can I help a beautiful young lady as yourself?"
You gulped, "How do I summon someone? In a dream, obviously"
He leaned back, and stood upright. "Well, there are plenty ways to summon someone." he tapped his temples. "You could spend more time with them so that your subconcious thinks of them as well or-"
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Demon Slayer Oneshots
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