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❜ How the hell did all this happen? ❛

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I remember that damned day as if it had happened only a few hours ago, but I know it didn't, I had already started to lose track of time as I spent more and more time in this little, God-forsaken forest.

As much as I tried to erase those events, my brain refused to forget some very specific details, like their last look before being killed, even if they would never have admitted it, like me you could see that they were feeling a little terror for their imminent e̶n̶d̶.

But another thing was certain, or rather not... I would say that it was marked in the future or as I would say... in destiny, that damned day was supposed to be the last for me too, it was supposed to be the last time I would see the moon again, the last time I would smell blood and the last time I would take my last breath and then be welcomed by the cold arms of death.

But...

All this does not happen, rather there was an unpredictable turn of events, by a divine decision or by a stroke of luck one of us managed to survive that execution and that someone had to be me. I do not know if this happened to punish at least one of us for the next centuries to come, but one thing was certain... that day was to be the decisive time where I would follow my three brothers into the afterlife to then meet again in hell to redeem all our sins that we had committed without remorse in all those centuries to come, all those times we had taken the shine off those useless excuses of demon killing, enjoying how their life greeted them one last time to make room for a painful, cold and lonely death.

By now it had become a routine for us. Killing, feeding on those poor souls who had the misfortune of meeting us, only to satisfy our selfish demonic needs.

Of course I didn't sit idly by with that unpredictable turn of events and decided to escape them even though I had hated the decision I had made in the past, I couldn't do much about it I didn't want to waste that golden opportunity that had been granted to me, I wouldn't let anything or anyone take that second chance away from me. One thing was certain...

I couldn't risk it.

I still remember today the various smells and sounds mixed in the air during my run, the smell of blood and burnt flesh, the sounds of my footsteps as I ran on the branches of the trees, the footsteps of other demon slayers who tried to reach me without any success. The relief I felt in having managed to disperse them.

But that night, i not only felt a feeling of relief for my escape, I also felt another feeling that was foreign to me... guilt for having allowed what had happened to all three of my brothers... disappointment for having failed that simple mission, that night I remember continuing to curse those demon hunters, but one in particular
i was cursing in the worst possible way Tanjiro Kamado a name and a face that I will never forget that I will carry with me until the end of my last days... if there is a certain end for me.

Until days began to pass...

Weeks,

Months,

Years,

Until centuries...

That small torch of hope of finally being able to join my three brothers in the afterlife and finally take my last breath was beginning to fade inexorably as these endless years went by.

I thought I would continue to live like this for God knows how long in this little solitude of mine, but who would have thought that there would be a turn of events so unpredictable that it would turn my life upside down in a complete 360°, all just because of a mortal and a magical staff.

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