╰┈➤ ❝ ["I'll try to re-create our past memories" -muzan.] ❞
You and Muzan were once deeply in love but, both burdened by a powerful illness that threatened both of your lives. However, when a mysterious doctor offers a chance, you suddenly awaken fr...
Note: I'm back with an update (and maybe the last one, I'm not sure yet).
Sorry for the delay-I've been caught up with high school and dealing with some personal stuff. But I'm here now, trying to bring you an update on this fanfiction 😭 (I rarely open my Wattpad/AO3 these days).
Also! (Y/N) Is now changed to (name)! Cause of some storyline changes...
Also, I'm just experimenting with my writing style with this one.
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↳ ❝ [ "have you ever thought about what you would do if there were no demons to fight? What kind of life do you lead? What kind of path you'll take?" ]❞ ¡!
┏━°⌜ 君を修復する ⌟°━┓
3rd person(I refuse to use 2nd person): Warning: very depressing and boring
It's been a few years
Since Kanae passed away, and (name) has taken Kanae's place as the Flower Hashira. The weight of her responsibility is both an honor and a burden.
It hurts (name) deeply to step into her sister's role, knowing that Kanae would be proud of her for achieving a special position. But it's also a constant reminder of the sacrifice Kanae made for her.
the sacrifice that I don't deserve.
If (name) remember it clearly, she did say "I won't let her sacrifice be in vain," well, she's having second thoughts.
Every now and then, the memory of Kanae's death still haunts her, a wound that refuses to heal. The absence of Kanae's guiding presence leaves a void that (name) struggles to fill.
I blame myself for her death.
Kanae gave her life away to protect her. But she barely did anything, she didn't even get a scratch on that UpperMoon demon because she's just a weak normal human being, whose fear is death.
I was just a useless item who is the reason why she died.
If Kanae were to be alive, instead of (name), she would have saved countless lives by now than her. (Name) could have saved her if she were stronger, quicker, and more decisive.
I should have been the one to die, not her.
During the past few years, (name) secluded herself within the walls of the Butterfly Mansion, depressed and questioning her existence in life. questioning if her life is worth it. questioning if everything she did was truly worth it.
Do I truly deserve this position?
Am I capable of living up to Kanae's legacy?
How did (name) manage to get the position of a hashira? She doesn't know. maybe she forgot? She doesn't know, no one knows.
![↳ ❝ [ "have you ever thought about what you would do if there were no demons to fight? What kind of life do you lead? What kind of path you'll take?" ]❞ ¡!](https://img.wattpad.com/e28f8c6a6ae26b596a573c9c586e2eff86a8fdd8/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f31746442777255553545644950513d3d2d313335303639363231302e313765393262383339326265656239653737383930373637323738362e676966?s=fit&w=720&h=720)
