𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 '• || ᴷⁿʸ ᴼᶜ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ ⁽ᵂᴵᴾ!⁾

(6) || ⟡ Demon Parade ♡ ||

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Ryo's POV:

He swung his sword on the upcoming Demon Slayers, thinking they were just the same, until his body was set free, as they swung their swords behind his back. It all half-half made sense. Whatever were controlling the others must have been strings attached to them, he heard one say, a bright maroon haired boy. Alright alright, now he had to be serious. Don't watch fellow comrades die in your hands, all because you couldn't kill the demon possibly controlling them. It wouldn't have to be your fault, to be the one responsible for killing them, not today Ryo!

He followed them to what would have been described as ages, cutting off any strings attached to their backs, until they were back on him again. With the extra arm that wasn't attached yet, he got his sword and swung, making sure to be as confusing as possible, hoping the strings were to confused to reattach to him the third time. He made his way, making unpredicted lefts, and right to confused whoever controlled the strings, and found himself face to face with a brawn of a demon, to tall, he swear he could pick up any of the trees around here and through it at him!

Inosuke, another Demon Slayer he met at the mountain, helping maroon hair, was slicing it apart, their dual blades cutting huge scratches on his arms and body. Ryo jumped into the action, wanting to see the Demon's head fall far from his body, his blood spilling all over the floor.

He kept it up, hoping to keep in pace as the boar head, until he had to leave, due to finding another demon to kill. Much smaller, a little boy, and killed him in just a single strike, shapeshifting left and right in all directions, the boy didn't have time to react, and was on his knees and his head was carried by the hair by Ryo, who lifted his smile into a huge smirk, and stabbed his eye multiple times with his sword, until it had fully disintegrated. The boy was no more, but because of the length from him and Inosuke, finding the boy cowered behind trees as the other Demon was fighting, he had no time to look back and find more demons to kill.

He ran through the night, keeping up with the voices and roars of nearby Demon Slayers, still fighting each other. It was like a melody to his ears, making him want it even more. Oh, how exciting!

Was he running in circles? How could he? He could have... He kept hearing the same screaming, the same pain each Demon Slayer felt if they were fighting each other or fighting a demon. He wasn't sure if he should go back, so he sped his way there, making sure to use his look clothing to mask his entrance, and the purple haze to hide him, as he delivered attacks to any demon he could find. There, watching with wide eyes, was the same boar head, picked up by the head with huge hands, by the same Spider Demon. He called it a spider demon because of the arms the demon possessed, as well as the last demon boy having a spider web pattern on his clothes, though it looked pretty goofy on them if he was honest.

"Breath of Water, Second form! Water wheel!"

He'd just remember he'd learn water breathing, alongside with Mist breathing, and barrelled himself into the demon, flipping in a circle to distract him from continuing with Inosuke, dropping him as he went back with Illusion breathing. He'd only learn a few moves with water, and more with Mist, but because of the breath he'd create, he learnt each move precisely, each step with caution as he used Illusion breathing.

"Breath of Illusions, Eighth form! Troxler!"

He made sure to keep an eye on the multiple paths leading to behind the demon, using the purple haze brought around him to confuse his moves, moving in a zig zag and confusing pattern to make his way behind the demon, making the brawn think he was still standing still when he smashed his arm onto the ground. He'd quickly try to beath the crap out of that demon, with a series of slashing until the sun came, moving left and right, with his speed, he'd always just keep an inch away from him and the demon when trying to escape.

He was tired, there was no doubt, and he needed rest so badly, but because of how unbeatable this demon was, he tried to keep going, until he faltered one of his steps and fell face first onto the ground, panting, begging for at least a minute to calm down his heart rate.

Don't hit me, don't kill me, I'm just doing my job, taking the time to enjoy it mister Spider Demon! he smiled, watching the demon's arms fall into the same direction as his own figure, until a mysterious called behind them.

"Breathe of Water, Fourth form. Striking Tide."

A series of slashing towards the demon, just landing right in front of him, leaving the Illusion breather breathless for their sake, just watching the demon sink to the ground behind him, seeing Inosuke tied to the tree to his right. Inosuke was badly wounded, blood dripping from his body, and even from what looked like under his mask. But the figure in front of his spared no chances to even look at him, and walked away, his haori was the same described by his mentor. Red, yellow, and green, dual colours and his black and somewhat spikey hair tied in the back. It was the Water Hashira, Tomioka Giyuu, and was supposed to be accompanied by another Hashira, if Katsura told him properly.

It was probably not worth going back to the butterfly mansion when the sun eventually came up but was forced by Tanjiro to come. Only a few scratches on his hands, and nothing else, maybe he was rather tired, but he could just hang around the Ubuyashiki household when recovering, but the maroon haired boy insisted, and there he was, along with them to the Mansion. he found himself walking slower than usual, all his stamina depleted against the match with the Spider Demon, and was the last to arrive at the Mansion, with the help of a few kakushi, where he met Haganezuka, who was bullying Tanjiro for breaking his sword, but he was the same swordsmith that made his sword too! When it was his turn to be scolded, Haganezuka only patted his back and told him he knew his family, the Kawaguchi's, and wouldn't hurt a fellow swordsmith. What the actual fuck?!?!

He finally enetered the compund, watching mister grumpy from the Final selection make his way out of the Mansion, brushing their shoulders as he left with a final grunt. Ryo had followed behind Tanjiro, supported by kakushis all the way to another room, finding an unfamilair face, belonging to a strawberry blonde.

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Hello! Thank you for reading this far! Another completed chapter: FINISHED!!!

Yo yo!!! Yep! This is where Ryo met Miyako, my ocs meet each other, yay :DDDDD

Anyways, rehabilitation arc for the main four lol

- Polaroid ♡