(kny!var x gn!reader)
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍.
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, l/n y/n is taken in by the stone hashira and trains to become someone like him - one of the best swordsman the corps has while trying to find out...
❝ once you play god they're gunna crumble one by one then we gonna ride right into the sun like it's the day my kingdom come. ❞
- gods, new jeans.
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[ i have calculated. there are approximately... 3 chapters left, excluding the epilogue. :) ]
━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━
"OBANAI!"
Y/N barely had any time to register after seeing Muichiro and Genya, that Muzan sent a spine towards Obanai, his blade turning a beautiful bright red.
They let out of a breath of relief when they saw Obanai had managed to dodge Muzan's attack, but the slight sound of flesh cutting. Looking over, the h/c haired eyes widened upon seeing Muzan's arm being cut clean - not very cleanly, the ends jagged - off.
There was only one person who had blades that could do that sort of damage.
It wasn't even a moment after that Muzan sent out multiple attacks, causing Kanao, Inosuke and Zenitsu to all become visible.
"You guys are still alive?!" They heard Gyomei yell, slightly fabberghasted - which, if not for the situation at hand, Y/N would've snorted.
"Of course I wouldn't die! Besides, I've got tons of these papers!"
Y/N grabbed one of the papers that had fallen to the ground as they ran around the area. In tandem with Obanai, they glided across the ground towards Muzan.