Zenitsu's panic was in full swing as he clung to Nezuko, his legs trembling like gelatin. Every creak of the corridor, every distant echo, sent him into fits of terror. It was as if he believed the very walls of the castle were conspiring to swallow him whole.
"Nezuko-chan!" Zenitsu wailed, his voice cracking. "This place is a nightmare! I don't even know which way is up anymore!"
Nezuko, her expression unchanged, glanced around at the seemingly endless labyrinth with a hint of amusement in her eyes. She gestured for Zenitsu to follow her, and despite his fear, he couldn't resist the siren call of her silent confidence.
As they turned a corner, Zenitsu's imagination ran wild. "What if we're stuck here forever, Nezuko-chan? What if this is the end for us? I never got to tell my crush how I really felt!"
Nezuko gave him an encouraging pat on the back, her message clear: "We'll get through this."
But Zenitsu wasn't convinced. "And what if we encounter some terrible, bloodthirsty demon lurking in the shadows? I mean, more terrible than usual!"
Just as he said that, a flicker of movement caught his eye. Zenitsu let out a high-pitched shriek, and Nezuko quickly silenced him with a gentle hand over his mouth. They both peered cautiously around the corner.
What they saw was a small, harmless creature a furry, wide-eyed rodent that scurried along the corridor. Zenitsu's eyes widened, and he pointed at the tiny creature with exaggerated alarm.
"Nezuko-chan, it's a demon! A tiny, terrifying demon sent to eat us!"
Nezuko rolled her eyes and shook her head, silently assuring Zenitsu that it was just a harmless critter. But Zenitsu wasn't so easily convinced. He clung to Nezuko even tighter, his breathing erratic.
"Nezuko-chan, I can't handle this! I'm too young to die in a place like this!" Zenitsu exclaimed, his voice echoing through the corridors.
With each twist and turn in the labyrinth, Zenitsu's fear reached new heights. He imagined horrors around every corner ghostly apparitions, spine-chilling specters, and demons disguised as furniture. Each time, Nezuko calmly led the way, her expression a perfect blend of patience and amusement.
As the duo navigated the ever changing maze, Zenitsu's wild antics provided moments of hilarity amidst the tension. Despite his overwhelming fear, he couldn't help but be grateful for Nezuko's steady presence by his side. In the heart of darkness, their unlikely partnership continued to shine brightly, one terrified step at a time.
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Crimson Vengeance: The Demon Reckoning (a Demon Slayer Fanic)
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