It Started at the Temple {Akaza x Fem!Reader} BEING REWORKED

Chapter 1

(AUTHOR HEREE. Ive edited this story so its split better and makes more sense )

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It's mid-fall; The leaves were already turning to the colors of flames and falling to the ground, crunching under my step. I've grown to know the village and its people, it was
where I was raised.

I heard many rumors of demons along with demon slayers to eradicate them. They haven't been doing such a good job in my area, people keep disappearing, mostly men. I thought of attempting to contact the demon slayers but I have no idea how. And one day I ultimately decided to handle it myself.

I started to practice how to use a katana with the guidance of my father. I only told him that I wanted to learn to protect myself, and he was willing to teach me in fear that his only daughter would go missing. I started so terribly, not even being able to take a normal swing, but I improved over a few weeks. When I finished the basic skills, I thanked my father for the help, and he returned it with a smile.

That night that I finished with my final training session, I snuck out since my parents would get mad at me. I roamed the streets, some lamps lit up, trying to keep the demons away. My town has been very paranoid recently, no one goes out at night except the drunk men at the bars, thinking they can handle themselves.

After walking around for what seemed like hours with only the moonlight helping me see, I got to the edge of the village, the side that leads to the mountains. I've heard about a temple up ahead, with a small subtle trail leading to it. That would be the last place I checked, then I would go back home and try again tomorrow.

I looked for the trail and found it when out of the corner of my eye, I see something dart by. I turn immediately, my body's response to danger. I stood still for a split second, my body froze in fear and my mind went blank, unable to think. My thought process reacted first, and I knew I had to chase after whatever that was. I ran towards it and realize it went into the woods.

I start to follow, not caring if my yukata ripped or got dirty. I stumble a few steps every so often but finally came to a clearing. Up ahead was the temple I was headed to. It was small, deserted. None of the lamps were lit, they were swinging but with no wind. I took out my blade, holding it up in front of me, prepared for an attack. I look around, quiet enough that I could hear the movement of my torn yukata. I see some steps leading downwards, assuming that's where the trail stops. I walk towards the temple, creeping slowly towards the entrance. I was scared, terrified, but full of adrenaline. Although my senses were doubting me, I knew something was there.

"You're no demon slayer. Am I right?" I heard a voice behind me and swung as soon as I turned.

"Easy now, you'll only get yourself disappointed" A few feet ahead of me stood a man. He didn't look like an ordinary human, his skin was pale, ivory. Blue lines where his body was exposed, his face, neck, arms, and body. He had pink colored hair that was bright even in the dark, matching his eyelashes that surrounded his blue and yellow eyes that seemed to be glowing, reading the words "Upper-Rank Three". His feet showed with pink colored beads, matching his hair, placed around his ankles. A sleeveless cropped haori and baggy white pants that covered his skin.

I had to say something, and attempted to sound as confident as possible, showing no emotion besides bravery. "You're right, I'm not, but I can still take you down," my voice quivered in fear towards the ends, and my facade broke. I was so confident then, but it all slipped away, drained from my body.

"Sorry, that katana won't do you any good," he pointed at my sword and then disappeared. He whispered in my ear from behind, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

I turned around and his eyes met mine; I couldn't remove my gaze. His movements and speed scared me; I was shaking.

"That's a pretty katana you have, It'd be a shame if it got ruined, why don't you put it away y/n?"