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[very short chapter i've wrote since 0.23]
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"So, May I ask you this, young one." Jeonghan tilted his gaze down, bringing his head towards the motion. "Where is your brother." He asked. Though, his clarity implies that rather commanding.

"I—I am certain that you do not have any right to know wherever my brother is, therefore, I certainly do not trust you—" Wonwoo steps forward, glancing at Jihoon. "My master, I humbly apologize for his behavior. He has quite the trauma due to that incident and I suppose we brush off those immature qualities in the meantime."

Jeonghan seems unfazed, "And what are you implying, traitor?" That single word pierced through the Snow Hashira's heart. "And you two," The blonde directed towards the other hashiras in the room, whom flinched upon meeting his gaze. "Which side are you exactly on? Remember your duty as demon slayers."

"We took the liberty of following Wonwoo to seek his intentions, but, I believe we all should hear what our fellow comrade wishes to be spoken." Once that being said Soonyoung gestures Wonwoo to briefly explain himself.

With the signal of approval from the Tiger Hashira along with a nod from the Dusk Hashira, he cleared his throat. He glanced at Jihoon once more before letting his voice take over.

"Jeon Mijo, The Frost Hashira, also known as my father back in his former slayer days was close with The Former Music Hashira, Lee Norae.

My father and Jihoon's father were inseparable and as well as being simply untouchable. Any demon they encounter, they face it together for the sake of redeeming themselves as worthy of their ranks, and for the safety of the innocent civilians. Their job and only goal was to behead every single demon lurking in the area, and eventually aiming for the source in hopes of ending this catastrophe.

Until one day, they had been training in the dojo when an order was sent to them. The order had been delivered that an upper rank demon has set foot in the village, clearing the rumors of missing bodies reported the last week. Upon hearing the news, they predicted the possibilities of it revealing it's appearance once more that very day, that is, when darkness comes around.

Fast forward to the setting, it was almost time to prepare for an ambush plan when the news reached my father that The Music Hashira had retired. The information had been said that his wife was pregnant, and that he no longer wishes to serve his pride as one of the demon slayers anymore. Not when his blooming family is priotized upon his mindset, forfeiting his comrade.

Seething with rage, my father did not retreat and dare fought with every power he had within his nerves, though his stubbornness had cost him his life upon battling the upper moon. " Wonwoo finished.

"So, Who told you this? Obviously, you couldn't possibly be there…who could've passed this to you?" Minghao asks, quite concerned.

"My father's crow, Noe. As if you aren't aware, Sir Hong mixed his blood to circulate through our every crow to give them certain abilities, and one of those abilities is being able to have an infinite life expectancy. They are somewhat immortal, and so, Noe has told me everything he knows during my father's era."

"And what does all those information have to do with, Lee Jihoon?" Jeonghan questioned.

“Lee Jihoon.. Hence the eldest son of the Lee bloodline. He is most certainly needed and must be trained to set foot in the battlefield. His father's genetics runs within him, his share of power would turn things around..

My master, having a relative of one of our former strongest swordsman would serve as a peak towards our victory.” Wonwoo pleaded. “I witnessed something you didn't, something in this child… is radiating his father's presence. Do hear me out.. My words are meant to be beneficial, not because I want revenge.. but only and only for justice.

He might be humanity’s last hope.”

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