Chapter 11.5

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Pride

"A seventh technique, he said?"

From thunder breathing which only has six forms.. he developed a seventh? 

"He did? A guy who only use the first form? This filth, who was weaker than me?"

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"I can't stand it! I cannot accept this! Im going to lose to him? I feel like im going to go insane....No.. No i didn't lose.. He's goign to fall and die too. He doesn't have any strength left.. He's going to die with me." 


"Someone who never gives to others will someday become unable to receive anything from them. Only wanting is, in the end, the same as having nothing.. because one is unable to create anything."

The almost gone head of the Upper Moon 6 turned his eyes to see the mysterious identity of the voice. He saw a boy, a demon as well. Green, well almost cyan coloured hair that faded to black. His eyes, those resemebled of a cat sneaking up to its prey. 

"Such a pity to die alone.." It added.














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Where was he? He was surrounded by flowers.. He trotted around the place and came across a beautiful river. Across it he saw was..

"GRAMPS!! Sorry! I couldn't get along with Kaigaku! I wrote to him.. But he never replied! If it weren't for me, Kaigaku might not have turned out that way! Im really sorry!!! Forgive me!!" He yelled across with salty water streaming down. 

"Im sorry i couldnt repay my debt! I wanted to become a hashira while you were still alive! Sorry, gramps.. Sorry.."

He fell down on his knees in dispair.. 

"Do you hate me now? Say something!.. ARGH.. Whats this? Its wrapping around my feet?"


"Zenitsu.." A nostalgic and heartwarming voice.

"Im proud of you."



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"How is he??"

"Do you think we can save him??"

"I know him! Do something!"

"Im begging you!!"



"So noisy. Be quiet, Murata. MAke yourself useful.. and keep an eye out." Yuishiro stated.


"YOU!! WHATS YOUR RANK?! iF YOU'RE LOWER THAN ME, I WON'T FORGIVE THIS!" 


"Im using a blood demon styptic but if these flashes on his face don't stop bleeding. They'll open up al the way to his eyes. Can you hear me Zenitsu?"


The voices of the Kanoes were mumbled and muffled between all the chaos. On the floor were 2 people. Zenitsu Agatsuma. A thunder-breathing user with serious wounds across his face. Shinobu Kocho, the insect hashira who is unconscious of major blood loss. 

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