Dark secrets ~ Rengoku x reader

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆

The Swordsmith village, nestled in the tranquil embrace of nature, stood as a bastion of craftsmanship and camaraderie. However, on this fateful day, the village's serenity would be brutally shattered by the merciless onslaught of Upper Moon 4 and 5, demonic entities hell-bent on chaos.

As the crimson moon cast its eerie glow upon the village, the demons, infiltrators of the night, found their way through unseen crevices. A malevolent presence, carried by the wind, heralded the arrival of doom. Panic gripped the once-peaceful village as the demons rampaged through its heart, leaving destruction in their wake.

Yet, in the face of this harrowing assault, a flicker of hope emerged. Among the residents, some formidable Demon Slayers happened to be present — Tanjiro, Nezuko, Genya, Muichiro, and Mitsuri. These warriors, guardians of humanity, rose to the occasion, their blades unsheathed and hearts ablaze with the resolve to protect.

The clash between man and demon unfolded like a dark ballet, a dance of blades against claws. The air resonated with the clash of steel and the guttural roars of the Upper Moons. Lives hung in the balance as the Demon Slayers engaged in a desperate struggle, determined to vanquish the demonic threat.

Through a symphony of violence, teamwork, and sheer determination, the demon hunters emerged victorious. Upper Moon 4 and 5, once harbingers of terror, now lay defeated. The village, though scarred, could begin the process of healing. However, the sinister undertones of the attack lingered, casting a shadow over the hearts of those who had witnessed the brutality.

In the aftermath of the Swordsmith village incident, an unsettling calm settled over the land. Unbeknownst to the Demon Slayers, Muzan Kibutsuji, the puppeteer of this demonic orchestra, had found a clandestine path into the heart of their stronghold—the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps.

As you, the watcher of shadows and bearer of a lineage intertwined with darkness, were at home with your children, a tranquil day morphed into a nightmare. The alarms wailed in discordant agony, echoing through the corridors of the headquarters. The hurried footfalls of the Demon Slayers painted an urgent tapestry of dread. The once-peaceful atmosphere was now fraught with tension, and your thoughts raced like a tempest.

The chilling realization hung heavy in the air — Muzan, the elusive demo  king, had infiltrated the very sanctum of the Demon Slayer Corps. Questions swirled in your mind like vengeful specters. What had your father done to expose the Corps to such a dire threat? Was this a repercussion of a hidden vendetta or a meticulously planned assault?

As you hurriedly gathered your children, their innocent eyes oblivious to the impending storm, you couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom. The responsibility that came with your lineage, the shared bloodline with Muzan, seemed to weigh heavier with each echoing footstep.

The Demon Slayers, guided by a shared purpose, raced towards the heart of the storm, unaware of the intrusion's source. The encounter with Upper Moons in the Swordsmith village had tested their mettle, but little did they know that a more profound and insidious threat lurked within their sacred haven.

In the face of this unforeseen calamity, you, tied to both the world of demons and humanity, grappled with a profound sense of conflict. Loyalty to the Corps and the burning questions about your father's role intertwined, creating a web of uncertainty. As the alarms blared and the Demon Slayers prepared for an inevitable confrontation, the unsettling quiet within your home mirrored the tempest raging within your thoughts.

The night, once serene, now bore witness to a convergence of destinies — the Demon Slayers rushing towards an unknown foe, and you, standing at the crossroads of bloodline and duty, confronting a truth that threatened to consume the fragile peace you had sought to build.