[Demon Slayer fanfiction]
[Tokito Muichiro x reader]
[Contains spoilers from manga and anime]
♡ About book ♡
My past.. My memories.. My feelings.. My family..
There is nothing about them. Just emptiness. It's like there's an emptiness in my mind...
I'm really glad you gave my story a chance and voted for it, and now I'm back thanks to you two!! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
Then now let's just continue with the story. ୧⍤⃝💐
𓍢ִ໋☕️✧˚ ༘ ⋆𓍢ִ໋☕️✧˚ ༘ ⋆𓍢ִ໋☕️✧˚ ༘ ⋆𓍢ִ໋☕️✧˚ ༘ ⋆𓍢ִ໋☕️ Hashira stands right in front of me. He doesn't move even an inch. The pointed tip of his katana almost touches my neck. Any dangerous behavior and he will snatch my neck.
He looks like he's about to say something, but he just gives me a judgmental and scrutinizing look. He's so quiet, I don't know what he's thinking, or what he's trying to understand. His katana is focused on me.
Am I afraid? No.
Will I die?
Most likely yes.
I don't know what's going through his mind, but he's trying to make sense of things, things that are confusing him about me. He is trying to find answers to the questions in his mind.
But i guess..
He'll have to think about it later.
The demon girl had escaped from the red-eyed boy. The boy shouted.
"NEZUKO!!"
Ah? So that's her name; Nezuko..
I must admit, nice one.
Nezuko moved towards hashira. She tried to attack him. My eyes widened with fear and concern. I don't know why, but while I'm not afraid of my own death, the thought of something happening to Nezuko scares me.
What worries me is...
What if Nezuko isn't what I thought...
What if she can't control these dark powers?
What if she is not like me...
I don't want to hurt hashira!
Eh..
Okay, well let's say I don't want to kill him.
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