❝Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn into poetry. All the blood was never once beautiful, it was just red.❞
A story of a half breed, half human half demon, that walked the earth hated. She learned of selfishness and blood lust far soo...
"Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief" - Anne Carson, Grief lessons: Four Plays By Euripides ࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈࿈
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"Wake up.."
Silence followed the statement. No sound was made, no movement, eyes watching on. Yet, nothing came of the statement.
"Hey! I said wake up!"
".."
"Wake!..Hey! Hey you!"
"..."
"C'mon, you! C'mon!"
"...."
"Are you gonna sleep all day?"
"....."
"Wake the hell up, will you!"
Slowly the male on the stone ground let out a groan as he opened his eye. The beautiful red toned eyes, although hazy from just waking, looked at the ground confused. Memories from the night before flashing through his mind. The battle, the blood, his friends. His sister.
"Bummer. I heard he was a Demon Slayer with a demon in tow," the smaller boy looked up slowly, still a bit lost, there stood a tall male. A very tall, broad-shouldered, and muscular man with lightly-tanned skin and white hair. His hair is of an uneven length, the longest strands reaching his shoulders, and is styled with three more notable, shorter clumps arching up to fall as bangs between his eyes and on either side of his face. He has quite thin, maroon eyes that appear to slant inwards, each with one long eyelash flowing to the far side of his face.
"so I was looking forward to seeing someone flamboyant, but that's one drab-looking dude, huh?" There stood, Uzui Tengen the Sound Hashira.
Tanjirou would have been insulted had he not been so confused. Well, let's be honest, no he wouldn't.
"And now, we'll put this boy on trial!" Another male spoke. His eyes wide as his loud voice screamed out, demanding attention from those around him. A young adult of tall stature and lean-muscular build. He had long bright yellow hair with red streaks akin to flames along with two shoulder-length bangs and two chin-length bangs on the side of his head, black forked eyebrows, and golden eyes that fade to red with white pupils.
Rengoku Kyojuro, the Flame Hashira, stood in silence watching as Tanjirou finally became aware of what was happening.
'To think that he's been protecting his sister who's now a demon...'A curvaceous young woman of average height and fairly muscular build with a slightly pale complexion and round, pale green eyes with long eyelashes, a small beauty mark beneath each of them. She has long, light pink hair that fades into a lime green color at the halfway point, which she wears in three thick braids. She has five shorter, choppy clumps hanging over her face as voluminous bangs, the tips lime green as well.
