❝Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn into poetry. All the blood was never once beautiful, it was just red.❞
A story of a half breed, half human half demon, that walked the earth hated. She learned of selfishness and blood lust far soo...
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Y/N stood at the edge of the cliff, the night air cool against her skin as the wind gently played with her hair. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a pale glow over the landscape below, illuminating the trees and rivers that stretched out as far as the eye could see. The world seemed so peaceful from up here, but she knew better. She knew the darkness that lurked just beyond the shadows, the demons that prowled in the night, and the constant battles that came with being a part of the Demon Slayer Corps.
Her thoughts drifted back to where it all began. The journey she’d embarked on felt like a lifetime ago, and in many ways, it was. The girl she had been back then seemed almost like a different person—a distant memory of someone who hadn’t yet faced the horrors of the world. She had been so naive, so unprepared for the bloodshed and pain that awaited her.
But as she thought back on all the encounters she’d had, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude. The people she’d met along the way had shaped her, had taught her lessons she could never forget. She thought of Tanjirou, with his unwavering kindness and determination, always ready to lend a hand or an encouraging word. She thought of Zenitsu, who despite his fears, always found the strength to stand by their side. Inosuke, with his wild spirit and fierce loyalty, had become like a brother to her, their bond forged in the heat of battle.
And then there were the Hashira—the pillars of strength and hope in the fight against demons. Tengen and his wives, who had shown her what it meant to fight with everything you have, to love fiercely, and to protect those you hold dear. Rengoku, with his burning passion and unshakeable resolve, whose memory still inspired her to push forward, even in the darkest of times. And Giyuu, whose quiet presence had always been a source of comfort, even when she didn’t fully understand the depth of their connection.
