Muzan can clearly remember the face of the doctor that ruined his life.
He was promised unimaginable strength. Immortality and youth. Ultimate power.
Is it so hard to expect those things with no consequence?
The fact that he can't step foot under the sun, to wield his powers to the utmost ability, is a true curse.
All this strength, and for what?
Immortality, and for what?
Power, for what?
Muzan can clearly remember the face of the doctor that ruined his life.
It's not like Muzan wanted to kill all those people. He did, of course, actually want to kill those people. He was just so hungry, and their voices grated his ears in an unpleasant way.
And once he had his first taste, well he couldn't just deny himself more, right?
All this strength, and for what?
Immortality, and for what?
Power, for what?
He found that he could turn others like him, though not as powerful. He killed the family of a woman that would become a huge thorn in his side. He made many more... things. Humans would later start to call them demons, and he likes the sound of it.
Muzan can clearly remember the face of the doctor that ruined his life.
And there's a doctor right now ruining him.
And the minute he finds her, he's going to kill her.
He can tell that there's something wrong when he starts to gain more wounds than should be possible. He's fighting against all of the surviving Pillars, who have annoyingly regrouped with cleaned and perfectly stitched wounds.
The child with long hair breezes by him, and is particularly annoying because he harbors the same blood as Kokushibou.
The bigger one whips his chain around, and it's annoying to bat out of the way.
The only ones without stitches are the two women, one with pink hair and the other with white hair, the snake man and the other pest that was constantly looking out for Tanjirou.
Muzan is annoyed when he's set on fire, but he can see in the distance. Tanjirou is being carried off by another demon slayer, and there is another woman by his side, gripping his haori and injecting something into his arm.
Her.
Akiko knows that Muzan is looking at her. She forgot that, because she no longer needed the seal to look through crows and widen her vision, that she wasn't wearing one, and thus was not invisible to him. She knows she's his target.
But she places that in the back of her mind as Murata drags Tanirou behind a building, and she's already injecting him with a second serum.
"Chachamaru," she says aloud, and the demon cat steps forward. "Go," she commands, and he hops away with a meow. Chachamaru's job is to deliver the serums to everyone, which should buy them some more time and help them continue their attacks.
"Akiko-sensei!" A few demon slayers cry, bringing a struggling Kanroji to the doctor. Her ear is ripped off and she's crying to fight, mumbling Iguro's name in between.
"Yushiro, inject four more vials into Tanjirou," she says, before moving onto Kanroji. It's painful to sterilize, but she does her best with a headwrap and bandages, stopping the bleeding and also giving Kanroji an injection of serum.
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A Murder of One - Kamado Tanjirou
FanfictionThe eyes of Tamura Akiko are blessed. Some lovingly reference ginko leaves, chrysanthemums; others bitterly reference topaz. She thinks of lemon macrons and the glow of a lamp, as childish as she is. Her fiance references the rising sun, amber, a...