narrators pov:
everyones minds raced while thinking of solutions or some kind of way out, until shinjuro shouted something.
shinjuro: wait! it said he's working with us!
kiriya looked up in confusion alongside tengen.
shinjur0: if he's actually working with us, which he is considering a crow told us, isn't that an advantage?
sister: thats what we were saying master kiriya! this means he's turned to good! we have an uppermoon on our team!
kiriya looked up, shock flashing through his watery eyes. he didn't reply to anyone, instead looking back down at the map of the infinity castle and carried on working. he couldn't be bothered dealing with how upper rank 2 is still alive so he just accepted it as an advantage and moved on. everyone else took this as a sign and resumed doing what they were meant to.
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hashiras and slayers fought endlessly, dying over and over again. giyuu, tanjiro, mitsuri and obanai have been holding back muzan while sanemi and gyomei try their best to finish off kokushibo. meanwhile, douma had been speeding past pairs and pairs of confusing hallways, trying to find any slayer he could so he can get some directions. even though he could feel muzans presence, he couldn't detect where exactly he was, kokushibos aura cutting him off. although, it seemed like upper rank 1s presence is wearing off. perhaps he's dying?
around an hour later, douma found no sign of anyone, including yushiro. until, suddenly, he felt the floor rise. walls around him closed in at a swift speed and sounds of wooden creaking echoed around his ears. he quickly understood what was going on. upper 4, nakime, had been defeated. now the infinity castle - which was under her commands - was collapsing and rising to the streets.
seconds later, doumas eyes fluttered open in pain and presented him with mountains of rubble and dust. his neck spun around, taking in his surroundings, it seems he was in a populated street at midnight. sound of screaming and explosions ruptured hs ears.
douma quickly jumped to his feet, but no sign of hashiras or muzan could be found. he was far away.
but, in the corner of his eye, he spotted hope, lower ranked slayers scattered around, racing to the centre of the impressivly big village. douma figured that was where the fight was happening and followed the slayers.
but he wasn't going to just follow behind them, because then they'd see his rank, so he hopped above the numerous houses and kept his attention directed towards where the slayers were headed.
suddenly, a loud screech startled him. a crow?
crow: 1 hour until sunrise!! 1 hour until sunrise!!
doumas pov:
1 hour? they're monitoring this?! thats great! though, 1 hour is still a LONG time, but im sure we can hold muzan off until sunrise.. right?
shit! i need to be following these lower ranks! they're moving pretty fast, considering some are mizuntoto, eh, the faster the better i guess.
*around 10 minutes later*
god, do these slayers actually know where their going? theres still no sign of muzan.. i mean, to be honest, this place is huge. i was already miles away from the slayers even before the infinity castle collapsed. i wonder how many hashiras have died since this battle started. its gotta be at least 3 if there was 8 to begin with. (rip rengoku 😭✊)
crow: 35 minutes until midnight!
35 minutes?? that went by so fast! and the slayers are still battling muzan!! what the fuck is going on over there..
*a while later*
...what what that sound..?!
narrators pov:
a loud scream triggered doumas ears as his head snapped toward the sound. his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. he couldn't believe his eyes. what is that? is that him? how did he do that?
he turned to see what looked like muzans last form. a sight of a massive...baby? flooded everyones vision. his eyes darted around, trying to take in any information he could. he spotted the water hashira and the boy with the hanfuda earrings stand back in shock while panicking.
doumas pov:
what...? aren't those the 2 slayers that defeated akaza? and their both still alive? thats impossible. he's too strong. even after he got decapitated, he regrew his head! at least one of them had to die, i would've been impossible not to! there was no slayer that could have defeated him at that point...!
unless... did he...? no.. he would never.. i thought.. fuck...
he killed himself.
narrators pov:
thoughts, memories and regrets raced through doumas mind faster than the speed of light. his stomach turned. an unfamiliar liquid formed in the corner of his eyes. why didn't this happen when the other uppermoons die? he didn't know.
douma practically forced him self to keep moving and ignore any feeling he may have.
in a state of rage, he launched himself of the edge of a house and landed in front of tanjiro and giyuu. his blood boiling having to look at the disgusting creature that was once his master.
tanjiro could barely see. neither could giyuu, but they both knew that something.. someone was helping them. tanjiro hesitantly lifted up his neck ever so slightly, just to see..
tanjiro: ..a d-demon...? no.. not again...
douma turned around, kneeling down to tanjiro, and lifted his head so he could see him.
douma: don't worry little boy. i may be a demon, but im just like your sister! my words speak the truth, trust me. please go with your hashira friend and heal up. ill deal with this.
tanjiro and giyuu were immediately escorted away by the kakushi, goto.
douma was turned towards muzan again, he could see, in the corner of his eye, a hashira with a striped haori holding another hashira with pink and green braids. it seemed like they were dying together.
this sent him over the edge. he wanted to vomit in hatred. he pulled out his battle fans. facing muzan with a look of pure rage, and quickly attacked.
blood demon art, crimson hanagoromo.
and with that, douma pounced up in a blink of an eye, screaming and crying in anger, and decapitated muzan as he faded away.
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