it was my birthday, November 9th, we were on our way back home, when a bloke-looking, man crossed our path, his eyes were like a rainbow, but there was something edged on them, "upper two", me and my sister's (friends) were new to Japan, but i knew a little bit of Japanese writing, Fay, my friend, told me about demons and how there ranked, i looked to Fay, who had also noticed his eyes, i was training to be come a Demon Slayer, but since it was my birthday, it was my day off, i didn't have my sword, but then he started to speak.
???: my name is douma, u look pretty cute u three~
Fay: sorry, but me and Emma are taken
douma: so dose that mean the one the on the end here is free **jestering to me**
Emma: not gonna happen
douma: **smiles evily** well then~
and like that, a warm liquid splattered on my face, i had wiped some of it off to see
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red, it was blood, i looked down in shock, just to see the pure white snow turning scarlet, the lifeless bodys of Fay and Emma, laying in the snow, the upper-moon 2, douma, was laughing as the scream that escaped me didn't even sound human, once i stopped he started to speak.
douma: why don't u became a demon, hmm?
i didn't respond, the shock was still in my head, i was never gonna see them again, i was never gonna be able to hear their voice now, the now blood soaked snow couldn't even compete with the red my sight was going from rage and sadness, the need for his blood pouring out of him, his lifeless body in the snow, but i didn't do anything, i wanted to live for them, but without them how could i live. I knew i couldn't do anything to him, hes ranked the 2nd strongest and deadliest demon, not counting the Demon King, Muzan, so i just fell to my knees looking down their blood still on my face
