𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓... [𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒]

55

There was singing.
A lullaby to be specific, a man's voice.
Before she even awoke she knew.

She blinked away the haze and glared up at the ceiling until her chin was turned by fingers that weren't her own.

She moved her wrists, tied. Tied to a bed.
It wasn't a hospital, a normal looking house more on the cottage side.

There was no one else but them.
Y/n tried to feel for her demons, Muzan, anything.

"They're gone"

"What do you mean gone..." Y/n turned her head to Yorichi.

"I killed them."

"Who?"

"The UA kids and everyone else you managed to turn into a demon after all, there was only enough in the vial for one"

Y/n strained her head to look into yorichis eyes.
He smiled calmly, his hand moved to stroke her hair gently.

"What are you talking about?"

"Your human, Y/n. Just how you were supposed to be"

"I never asked for this." Her voice raised slightly in disgust as she looked down her body, her skin no longer looking deathly and more of a healthy shade of (s/c).

"But I did, don't you remember... you told me if I saved you, you would be mine"

"what. I never told that to you! I told that to-!"

Y/n paused in confusion, somewhat remembering those words, at least the déjà-vu from them.

She froze.
'I told that to Muzan-sama...'