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➤【 yandere kny x fem! reader 】
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a girl is overtaken with the desire to be the best and overcome any obstacle - human or demon - that stands in her way, unknowingly attracting said o...
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「 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬 」 𝐀 𝐃 𝐌 𝐈 𝐑 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍
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(Y/N) sat on one of the platforms staring out at the twisting and shifting Fortress that she was now a prisoner in, something that Muzan commanded since he didn't want her to leave his grasp ever again. It meant that after two times of losing her, he wouldn't allow such a thing to happen a third time. Akaza then sat beside her. The other Upper Moons were sent out once more to go do Muzan's bidding, he however wanting one more demon to stay with (Y/N) besides Nakime.
Akaza had volunteered.
"Whaddya want, basketball?" She scowled at the floor, the question however directed towards the other demon.
"I haven't heard that nickname in a while," he merely hummed, remembering their first encounter when she had called him that. "Glad to know that hasn't changed about you." Pulling one leg to his chest, he leaned back on one arm while he let the other prop up on his knee, then continuing, "I don't understand why you're so upset about becoming a demon. Being a demon means you can continue training, continuing fighting, continue growing stronger for hundreds of years! Why grow old and weak when you can do that?"
"Because at least then I'd still have my humanity and morals intact," she stated rigidly. "From what I've seen, your morals are quite twisted."
His eyes narrowed.
"You say you don't kill women, so you don't. Yet you kill their husbands... their brothers... their fathers..." she trailed off, knowing the pain of losing a loved one and having seen others' pain from losing those they cared about. "You can continue growing stronger, yes... but you do so for the wrong reasons. Us Demon Slayers become strong to protect the weak. You demons become strong to kill and devour the weak."
"People like that make my skin crawl," Akaza snapped back in agitation. "To care for someone weak is basically asking to be only handed pain and disappointment. I assumed you of all people would understand that."
"I do understand," she glared into his eyes, the sheer intensity behind the look making him falter. "But what's weaker is to push people away due to that fear of losing them." Just as those words slipped past her lips, she exhaled bitterly when realizing what a hypocrite she was being, having done that exact same thing with the Hashira, then saying, "You know, Akaza... the worst times of my life was when I was alone. Losing my parents... being consumed by my anger... it felt like I was in Hell. But then those damned people came along and started to care for me... or they used to..."
She stopped speaking.
She was never good at revealing her true emotions, especially not to a demon whom she was sure had lost the entirety of his memories as a human along with who he valued then.
