Being an assassin fucking sucks. I was forced to kill people I didn't want to. That all changed when my parents died. Evers since then I protect people, from the creatures they call demons. My forever dream was to be a Hashria. But, for me, that wasn't possible. So instead I save people in the shadows, it's better that way. The demon slayer corps "Master" wants to find me because of my skill. The closest they ever got to me was a quick glimpse but then I was gone.
I've been practicing a breathing technique, "Moon breathing". I've nowhere near mastered it. But I'm getting there. I would love to become a Hashira, but because of the things I've done in my past my guilt simply won't let me. Maybe one day if I sacrifice my life to save someone else my sins will go gone. I know my parents are watching me from hell and hate that I'm not continuing the "Great legacy of killing".
Today I heard local villagers talking about possible demons located in the Entertainment District. I'm on my way there now. I sadly haven't encountered an "Upper rank" demon yet. I've longed for an actual fight. A few hours later I finally made it to the Entertainment District. This place is where I grew up and it was not pretty. I lived in the poorest pare and my life was a living hell.
* FLASHBACK *
"DAMNIT Y/N! YOU'RE THE STRONGEST OF YOUR SIBLINGS! GET UP AND ACT LIKE IT!" My dad was always "tough" No tough was an understatement he would beat me and my siblings to make us "stronger". "I-I'm sorry... but Dad please I can't," I pled crying to him every single day, but I guess I never learned my lesson. "HOW ADRE YOU NOT LISTEN TO ME! I TOLD YOUR ASS TO GET UP! TRAIN HARDER!" He grabbed my hair and pushed me outside to train. If I wanted to eat I would HAVE to train. This continued every day until I was seventeen when I finally gave in. My mother never said a word to me my whole life. It's like I didn't even have a mother. I never knew why she never talked to me but it didn't matter, she was never home anyway. As far as I was concerned both of my parents were dead to me. I was the oldest of my eight siblings. I was never close to any of them, they were all scared of me. When I was eight-teen my parents kill my sibling except one. The strongest next to me was spared. When they died I felt nothing I was forced to watch them get slaughtered yet I felt... numb. Ever since that day, I feel nothing no sadness, no madness, no happiness, shit I don't even smile. When I turned 20. The morning of my birthday I walked out of my room and there was blood everywhere, I went to my parent's room they were dead. I walked to my brother Ren's room there was a note on the bed. "Live the life you want y/n I know we were never close but you're still my blood. Please don't look for me, your free. Happy birthday y/n," For the first time in ever I smiled. Now for the past year and a half, I protect people. I obeyed my brother's wishes and never looked for him. Syre I'd think about him sometimes but the memories slowly faded.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
"That's all in the past... get it together y/n,"
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Only His (Tengen x Reader)
RomanceOnly His? Y/n is an independent Assasin, She never works with anyone. She's better off alone. But, she runs into Tengen Uzui, Will she fall for him? Or will she keep her guard up? I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE DEMON SLAYER CHARACTERS! I ALSO DO NOT OWN OF...
