Demon Slayer: The Ninjago Chronicles

Part 5: A Tale Of The Forgotten Past

Long before time had a name, the First Spinjitzu Master forged Ninjago using the Golden Elemental power. But he felt conflicted, this power was too much for one being to possess, he grew anxious as his Oni and Dragon blood boiled in a fortified rivalry. To escape his madness, The First Spinjitzu Master brought himself two sons into existence, each equipped with one half of the Yin and Yang; Garmadon was the eldest, protecting the element of Darkness; Wu was the youngest, holding the power of Creation dear to his heart. Eventually, the First Spinjitzu Master embraced his Oni origins, sinking into a pit of darkness he could not emerge from, he wanted to rest the standing of time itself. Surely it wouldn't be difficult, he was a God to his children and to the people around him, he first started by reversing the age of a dead snake, then stopping it in time. It didn't take long before he tested human subjects, he would often slow down time to ponder his finite reality, then he would eventually take to himself. Holding his hands to his face, he stood against defying the laws of time and found himself able to reverse his aging, no longer did he have to be a grey-haired Sensei built on wisdom, he was almost unrecognisable as a younger image of his former self.

However, with a lust for power, a price must be paid. The First Spinjitzu Master began to feel as if he alone could control the realms, so he forged an infinite reality outside of time and space, he used this place as an escape to feel powerful again and he only needed to make simple gestures to enter and exit the plain. Then, tragedy struck. He entered Ninjago once more but he could feel his power had a mind of its own, his Elemental Power had consciousness, the Element could choose the host. Elements burst out of his chest like wildfire as the Natural Elements chose their Masters, it wasn't long before time itself abandoned him, creating a Temporal Loom. The Elements were still disbanding from him as he was dragged through time, a strike of Temporal Lightning clashed with his soul and then... he was lost to reality. Ninjago had lost their King as Taisho gained otherworldly powers. A dark presence sought out to bend these powers to his own accord: Muzan Kibutsuji. He hunted the strongest beings but only found misery. The Unnamed King bargained with a younger Kokushibo to gain a status in his village, he was already given a new power by the Heavens. Kokushibo was gifted the Element of the Moon, he could enter shadows and view everything through the moon, his new six eyes also helped. Then, he found Daki, a young sex slave who wanted revenge on the pedophiles in her village, she too was bestowed an otherworldly Element from the Skies, Material Manipulation. She could control the Oni Sashes around her waist to do unimaginable feats, her revealing clothing was even made from her power. Finally, Muzan found Garmadon and his world came crumbling down. He had seen Garmadon before, but that was not possible, or was it.

In the Infinity Castle, Muzan pitied Nezuko, she was restrained and lost but something was strange about her, something he had never expected. Nezuko was clad in a pink kimono and haori, blood and tears scored all across it. She never spoke, only cried, sometimes she'd scream in pain and hatred, but sometimes she'd quietly moan to put Muzan off.

"Mmmmm." She erotically moaned.

"Silence, bitch!" Muzan roared, "I have shit to do!"

She moaned again. This time, Muzan's was fed up with her moans and pulled the chain to her collar, choking her a little bit.

"Harder~." She moaned, biting her lip and rubbing her thighs together.

"What the fuck?!" He awkwardly gawked, "The fuck is wrong with you."

Nezuko ignored him and proceeded to fall asleep, a small smile plastered to her face.

At the Monastery, Wu, Tanjiro and Mitsuri each paid respects to Nezuko, who knows where she would be now.

"Sensei, who the fuck was that. He killed my mom and turned Nezuko into that... demon." Tanjiro whimpered.

"The man you just saw was the Upper 3 demon of the Kizuki. My brother, Garmadon." Wu solemnly spoke, "I will get supplies to fix the door and the patio, you both stay here and train."

Wu limped out the courtyard and towards the stairs going down the hill, he would be gone for at least two days, including the time to climb the stairs. Mitsuri said nothing but jagged Tanjiro tightly, her revealing slayer uniform cuffing her cleavage to his face.

"I'm sorry, Tanjiro. We'll find Nezuko and bring her back." She softly spoke, kissing him sorrily on the cheek.

When she turned to her room, Tanjiro shot up like a dart and frantically raced around the courtyard, green spark engulfing his hands. It was clear that Mitsuri helped trigger his Elemental Awakening, he just couldn't control his urges. Still, he imagined his family before practicing his Elemental Fighting skills, shooting balls of energy towards the sky and out the exposed entrance doorway, bursting into sparks of energy. Soon, Mitsuri re-emerged to train with Tanjiro, using her Element to condense it into a ball of Love before shooting it away from Tanjiro, accidentally hitting a falcon instead.

"Food." Mitsuri recited, shaking herself back to her senses, "Sorry, just was the falcon loved."

"Hey, Ms Kanroji..." Tanjiro started.

"Please, Mitsuri." She piped.

"Hey, Mitsuri. What did you see in my head last night? For you to cover me with your haori and for you to walk naked for a bit before making it into your room." He asked.

"Well... I'll tell you eventually." She smiled, "There's actually a cool technique I can do with my power at night. Come by my room and I'll show it to you."

"That'd be fun." Tanjiro laughed.

Mitsuri eventually left to eat some food, letting Tanjiro focus on his Elemental Power. He raised one foot up as he charged a ball of green power and released it when he stomped his foot down, a flood of memories invading his mind. He lost his balance and fell backwards, the burnt image of a Golden Master engraved in his head. Tanjiro picked himself up after a few seconds and tidied his quarters up a little, dressing into a more appropriate set of clothes. He took himself out of his lumberjack t-shirt and baggy trousers. He opened a small closet to reveal a matching uniform, like Mitsuri, only Mitsuri's cleavage was on display as Tanjiro's was completely buttoned up. The only other main difference was their haori's; Mitsuri had a plain white haori as Tanjiro had a chequered green haori, clad in jade green. Now, he felt like he belonged to train at the Monastery.