**Back at the Infinity Castle:**
The Infinity Castle echoed with the anguished cries of Y/n. Tears cascaded down her face in an unending torrent, each drop a testament to the shards of her broken heart. Her sobs reverberated through the stone halls, a haunting melody of sorrow. She was in the clutches of hysteria, a tempest of emotions tearing through her like a relentless storm. The reality of her shattered love left her in a state of disarray.
After what felt like an eternity, exhaustion claimed her. In the silence that followed her wails, she slipped into a fitful sleep. Her mother, Daki, entered the room, her presence a balm to the wounds that not even sleep could heal. Gently, she gathered her daughter in her arms and carried her to her room, a sanctuary where dreams might offer solace.
**No One's POV:**
Days stretched like an eternity, and Y/n's room became a cocoon of melancholy. She emerged neither for sustenance nor solace, ensconced in the shadows of her own despair. The infectious joy that once radiated from her was replaced by an impenetrable darkness. It was as if her very essence had been eclipsed, her soul entangled in the thorns of heartbreak.
She refused the outside world with the same vigor she rejected food. The vibrant hues of her cheerful demeanor had faded into a monochrome landscape of grief. Y/n, once resilient and full of life, now crumbled in the face of profound loss. Her room became a sanctuary of sorrow, where the walls absorbed her silent cries and the air carried the weight of her desolation.
In the quietude of her solitude, Y/n's mind replayed the haunting scene in the moonlit forest. The betrayal, the laughter, and the footsteps retreating into the night echoed relentlessly. She wasn't just mourning the loss of a lover; she was mourning the fragments of herself that she had willingly offered, only to have them discarded.
Her vulnerability exposed the fragility of the human heart. Each day, Y/n oscillated between fits of inconsolable tears and the numbness that settled in their wake. The cruelty of a love once reciprocated now lay discarded, leaving her suspended in the abyss of her own anguish. The essence of her being, once vibrant, now clung to the shadows of despair. The sun outside continued to rise and set, indifferent to the tempest within Y/n's heart.
She yearned for the embrace of oblivion, where the pain might finally dissipate. Love, once a source of joy, had become a phantom of her past. In the confines of her grief-stricken chamber, Y/n found herself wrestling not only with the loss of love but also with the haunting question of whether she could ever be whole again.
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Dark secrets ~ Rengoku x reader
FanfictionY/n kibutsuji the daughter of the one and only muzan kibutsuji at a young age your mother had left she didn't even look back for you. As a child you grew up around the upper rank demons known as the 12 Kizuki they were like your family uncle Kokush...
