┊⤷❛ 守護者 ☣ ❜┊
(𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖊𝖗 × 𝖋𝖊𝖒!𝖔𝖈 )
IN WHICH ━━━━━━━━━━
• the two eldest Kamado siblings, forged by determination, trained as Demon Slayers and vowed to reclaim their little sister's humanity.
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃
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❝ nezuko! she's still breathing!! ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━
AS THE GRISLY SCENE unfurled before them, tanjiro's heart raced. he dashed to his sister, nezuko, and fell to his knees, trembling.
his hands shook as he reached out, his voice caught in his throat, unable to process the horror that lay before him.
ayame, however, stood frozen, her body betraying her mind's desperate urge to move.
the world around her blurred as her gaze drifted towards the entrance of their home, and suddenly, her breath hitched.
her eyes widened in disbelief. she raised a trembling hand, pointing towards the interior of the house.
"tanjiro..." she whispered, her voice hollow.
he followed her gaze, turning his head slowly as if dreading what he might see.
the moment his eyes landed on the scene inside, tears began to stream down his cheeks, spilling from his dark red eyes, glistening like rubies.
the siblings stepped inside the shattered remains of their home, the sliding door hanging off its tracks, revealing the blood-soaked carnage within.
the once warm and lively home was now a place of unspeakable tragedy.
blood smeared the floor, forming dark, ominous pools that seemed to spread endlessly.
their family members, the people they loved most, lay motionless— some huddled together as if seeking comfort in their final moments, others scattered and contorted, their bodies twisted in unnatural angles.
the air inside was thick with the scent of blood and death, suffocating the siblings as they stood amidst the destruction.
the walls, once simple and adorned with memories, were now marked by the violent remnants of the attack.
it was as if all the life had been drained from the house, leaving behind only a chilling silence that hung heavy in the air.
tanjiro moved from one body to another, searching frantically for any sign of life, his sobs growing louder with each passing second.
ayame, on the other hand, remained rooted in place, her mind spiraling into a storm of pain and confusion.
a sharp, searing pain surged through her head, and she gasped, clutching her temples.
