Reincarnation (Muzan Kibutsuji X Reader)

Chapter 1: A dream

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Bed is too... Soft... Wanna sleep more..." You whispered. As you face at the other side, You inserted your hand under your head. Your hand may be hard because of its bones but this position is comfortable.

A tickle in your nose made your eye, drop a tear. Your soft hands gently rubbed your nose, but the itch didn't stop. You rubbed your nose many times until your nose gave off a color of red.

"Smells like..." You sniffed. You took a grasp of something beside you and smelled it. Gladly, the smell isn't what you expected. It was a smell of a ripe fruit... No... You sniffed again... The fragrance of a blooming flower.

Flower???

You opened your eyes and saw yourself lying in the field of blooming (flowers).

I was in the bed, did I sleepwalk again?

You gazed at the sky that was filled with darkness yet you can see diamonds scattered in it. Lying in the ground, the music of crickets played out of nowhere.

I don't know how did that happened but let's just enjoy it.

Tilting your head to your right, you noticed that the garment you wore before has changed.

You were wearing a (a/c) Kimono, filled with floral designs. A (your hairstyle) filled with luxury pins that could only bought from different countries.

Another dream?

You realized this place keep appearing in your dreams. Nothing has changed since then. A place filled with flowers, a starry night sky, a fancy dress, and the cricketing sounds.

Trying to get up from your shoes, a hand that entangled yours made you stop from standing up and sat back down. The hand you touched felt like a snow that you always piled it up as a snowball.

"Who-" you looked at the person who was entangled with your soft hands.

He wasn't here before...

He had pale white skin, a colored plum red eyes with a cat-like pupils and he also had long curly hair tied in a lower ponytail. He was also wearing a black kimono filled with line patterns in it.

"Stay," he whispered.

He had a soothing voice. You notice that his hand that was holding yours, has long yet sharp nails.

A demon?

Eyes can show emotions of what a person is feeling. Demons have the eyes of a hungry wild animal but his eyes has a different gaze.

The atmosphere between you was strange. A feeling that you often felt whenever you dreamed this place.

Noticing his grip wasn't tight as you expected, it was your opportunity to go... But your body didn't follow.

I wanna leave but why can't I move?

"Have we met before?" you asked.

He didn't answer.

His expression didn't changed. Looking to those red plum eyes, you saw a soul who only wants to be heard by someone.