You were stunned that Tanjiro met another upper moon during his stay at the swordsmith village and as he told you that Nezuko can walk under the sun and talk again you couldn't wait to meet her.
Inosuke teached her how to spell his name right and once she saw you entering the room, she called your name.
"Huh?!" Inosuke was speechless, how come she could say your name correctly just after seeing you? Did you perhaps teached her beforehand secretly? He thought but he didn't plan to give up teaching her how to spell his name.
"Y/n!" Nezuko called out again and you gave her a smile. "Tanjiro already told me that you can talk again, and you can even walk in the sun. I'm happy for you." you said which made her giggle.
Soon, you, Zenitsu and Inosuke got informed by Kuro that 'the hashira training' started for them and all slayers must attend to these trainings.
You three said goodbye to Tanjiro, Nezuko and the others before attending to the first training with the sound hashira.
Never did you or she know that this was the last time you talked to each other before the storm came.
A sudden planned explosion caught everyones attention and that's when they also know, the war started.
As you met Muzan for the first time, anger already boiled inside you. He was the reason that the people you loved died and he was also the reason that the amazing people you met and get to know also died. Tonight was the night, he needed to die and pay for his sins.
You might not be a match to him, but you can help the others to fight him while you got their backs.
There was a reason why you wield the dust breath style. Dust was something that everyone thinks is annoying and wants to get rid of. But dust was also a good thing, it can help blind the opponents, they are small and not noticeable and nobody could catch them with bare hands.
You preferred to work alone but you realised, your breath style was meant to help others and you were ready now."Breath of dust, blinded!"
You blinded Muzan's sight so he missed his targets. Everyone was able to dodge his attacks. There were minutes where he fought with closed eyes.
"Breath of dust, deceived eyes!"
You created deceived images of the hashiras and your friends, tricking him hitting the air and giving your colleagues enough time to escape or getting near him. Muzan slowly grew sick about your tricks.
"Breath of dust, dust cut!"
There were also times you launch forward to attack him but his regeneration skill was too fast. Is was like you didn't cut him. This also happened to the others which frustrated them.
Sanemi got some fuel and poured it over Muzan, then he pulled a lighter out setting him on fire. The sight gave you a bit trauma since you were on fire like him too, but since it was the demon lord you enjoyed his suffering.
"Breath of dust, lost!"
The sun started to rise, so Muzan tried to escape. Knowing he was stuck, he turned himself into a big giant ugly baby and attempted to crawl away, but you didn't plan to let him. No one did.
You summoned a whirlwind full of dust to block his sight and way. It did made him to stop on his tracks and think in which direction he should go."Breath of dust, angel dust!"
You become fast and strong then everyone else. You jumped high in the air and spinned your body around to create more force. Landing inside the whirlwind, you kicked Muzan's baby face as hard as you can which caused him to fall backwards and lie on his back. He tried to get up again but you stopped him by kicking him from different sides.
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FanfictionA demon slayer fanfiction. [Nezuko x male reader] The darkness was your world. You lost everything so you became a demon slayer in order to prevent the disaster for other families. At the same time you were scared to get attached to anybody because...