𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 || 𝙸.𝙾

~Prologue~

The rain poured down heavily, soaking through your clothes as you stumbled through the forest. Your breathing was shaky, and blood dripped from the deep cut on your arm. Your legs felt like they could give out any moment, but you kept moving.

Your father's voice echoed in your mind, his last words urging you to run.

But you couldn't.

You refused to leave him behind.

The demon that attacked your home was like nothing you had ever seen before. Its twisted body and glowing eyes were terrifying. It came out of nowhere, tearing apart the peaceful life you knew. Your father had pushed you out of the way when the demon lunged, yelling at you to escape.

Now, hiding in the shadows, you watched helplessly as the demon devoured him. Anger and grief surged through you, blinding you to reason.

Gripping a sharp piece of broken wood, you charged at the demon with a scream.

It turned to you, its face curling into a cruel grin.

"Another one? How lucky," it sneered before slashing at you with its claws.

You barely dodged and stabbed the wood into its side. The demon hissed, but it didn't look hurt. With one swipe, it sent you flying into a tree. Pain shot through your body as you hit the ground hard.

Still, you tried to stand, trembling with effort. The demon walked closer, looking down at you like you were nothing but prey.

"Humans are so weak," it mocked, raising its claws for the final blow.

You shut your eyes tight, waiting for the end.

But it didn't come.

Instead, you heard a sharp slicing sound, and the demon let out a guttural growl.

Opening your eyes, you saw the demon's body crumbling into ash. In its place stood a man with black hair, his katana still dripping blood.

His face was partially hidden by a mask, but you caught a glimpse of sharp features and mismatched eyes. A white snake coiled lazily around his shoulders, flicking its tongue.

"Reckless," he muttered, his voice cold.

"Attacking a demon with nothing but a stick? You should've just ran."

You wanted to say something, but your vision blurred, and your strength gave out. The last thing you saw before blacking out was the man sheathing his sword.
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When you woke up, you were lying in a soft bed. The room smelled faintly of herbs, and the sound of cicadas drifted in through the open window.

You realized you were at the Butterfly Mansion, your injuries wrapped neatly in bandages. A soft voice caught your attention.

"You're awake. That's good," said a girl who you thought was one of the attendants."You were lucky to survive that demon attack. If the Hashira hadn't come when he did..." She trailed off, shaking her head.

"Hashira?" you asked weakly.

"Yes. Obanai Iguro," she said. "He killed the demon and brought you here. You were in terrible shape when he found you."

You stared at the ceiling, letting her words sink in. Obanai Iguro...that was the man who saved you.

As the memories of the attack came flooding back, your chest tightened. The demon's laughter, your father's screams, your own helplessnes...it all replayed in your mind. Tears slipped down your cheeks, but anger burned deep inside you.

You'd been so powerless.

When the girl, who you found out later was called aoi returned later with food, you sat up slowly and looked at her with a determined expression.

"How do I become a Demon Slayer?" you asked.

She paused, her face serious. "Are you sure? It's a dangerous life. Most Demon Slayers don't live long."

"I'm sure," you said firmly. "I don't want to feel this weak again. I need to be strong enough to protect others."
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From that day, your life changed completely.

The pain of losing your father never went away, but it pushed you forward and you started training to become a Demon Slayer. The path was brutal, but you never gave up.

And through it all, one thought stayed in your mind.. you would prove that Obanai Iguro saving you wasn't a waste. One day, you would fight by his side, as an equal.

Hello hello
This my first kny fic and my first fic in a while. I stopped writing two years back but now I'm back