𝙎𝙉𝘼𝙆𝙄𝙀 | 𝘾𝙃8

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AN/: Sorry for one Chapter this week! Enjoy

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AN/: Sorry for one Chapter this week! Enjoy.

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Darkness covered Iguro with a heavy, impenetrable curtain for who knows how long, the rustle of leaves in the treetops that were invisible seemed to be the only witness of his loneliness. His friends who had just blamed him had disappeared without a trace.

He couldn't see whether he heard only their voices echoing through the darkness from time to time, or whether it was only in his head.

He was so terrified of the situation that had just happened that he completely forgot that he was still in a dream.

Obanai had never been afraid of the dark, but now he felt like a child lost in a vast void. His thoughts revolved only around the loved ones he had lost.

"Y/n, I'm sorry I didn't save you. I am the weakest hashira in history". He whispered, clenching his fists on both sides in pain.

"Kanroji, I'm sorry I didn't protect her like I should have. I have failed you, and I am not worthy of your love".

His breathing became heavier and his eyes stung with tears that he kept trying to hold back.

At some point he felt the darkness begin to overwhelm him even more, as if it had a life of its own and had consciousness. His mind was beginning to crack under the onslaught of terrifying thoughts that filled his head.

He couldn't stand this any longer. Opening his eyes, he tried to look away from the voices in his head, but wherever he turned, there were the same sounds and images, the same voices full of suffering and despair.

The darkness seemed to tighten around him, almost painfully, wrapping its tentacles around him. His mind was racing and his heart was screaming in pain.

Unable to bear this nightmare any longer, Obanai rose to his knees. Tears streamed down his face and spasms of despair shook his body. He felt powerless, lost and abandoned.

He felt like a nobody.

It is true that the worst thing for a parent is the death of their own child. He never knew he would experience this. And that this will be the end of him.

Maybe he could make it with Mitsuri, but she's gone too.

He grabbed his sword, its blade gleaming coldly in the darkness. He knew he had no other choice. He had to end this nightmare, he had to free himself from the pain that tormented him.

He's weak, but he didn't care at the moment, the pain was too great.

Now, for a long time, he has been showing real hidden emotions.

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