♤Kimetsu no Yaiba x Male Reader♤

Facing the demon

His blood boiled underneath his skin. The grip on his sword became too tight his veins could almost burst.

Yayoi seemed to be barely holding on to dear life,but it was obvious he wasn't going to last long.

The twist and turns he took to make it into this exact room was difficult but not impossible. There were other lurking around here, but none of them had blood demon art. He made it here by mere anger.

He was mad he didn't get here sooner,he was mad he had to be held up but those puny demons. The sight of their vanishing, dirty bodies wasn't enough. He was disappointed he didn't have the time to stay and make them suffer but it had to wait.

The demon chuckled at the h/c and was amused by the igniting flames of pure loathing in his eyes.

Determination was fun to break.

Yayoi could see the blurry image of M/n from across the room and he tried to reach for him despite the futile effort. His body was drained of energy,and he felt very dehydrated.

Fear still clawed at his very chest until now but seeing that M/n was already here gave him a new found hope. M/n would save him and fix everything back. He would save the village. Thus, saving his parents. All Yayoi needed was to hold on a little longer.

Hold on, and live.

M/n held up his sword in a stance ready to fight. The blade shining despite the zero form of sunlight or light in the room as it reflected the demon's ugly appearance.

What's this? The demon thought, but it was only a matter of time before he felt the ground rumble beneath its feet. In his confusion, the demon only understood things and began to sweat in fear at what he heard.

"Total Concentration. Breath of Land. Third form: Anchor of the ground," Digging his foot on to the ground and pushing all his weight to it, he boost towards the demon as the ground began to sunk in. Or so the demon thought.

In reality,the ground hasn't really sunk,it only grasped around the multiple hands the demon planted under the ground. That was how the people all over the village continued to move around as if everything was normal. They were being controlled.

As M/n approached this room,he noticed a lot of people were still alive in the residence the demon hid in. None of them were moving.

None of them seemed to have no intention of moving. None of them even looked like they wanted to live anymore, but not really all of them. They were still crawling for dear life. They were still fighting.

They still wanted to live.

He ran towards the demon as soon

As proof of his observations, a hand bursted from below and tried to clutch him in a tighting grip,stopping him from getting any closer. M/n managed to avoid the attack and jumped over the hand, he swung his sword and severed the hand from its wrist.

The demon was impressed,of course. That was only one of the many things M/n can do. The male continued to run across the room, but before he could take another step, the multiple hands broke through the ground. He froze in surprise but was able to compose himself quickly as he jumped from their bone-crushing smash.

He landed from one hand and jumped to another, there were plenty of hands and he got distracted from the ones infront of him he didn't notice the one behind him. A wave of pain shot through from his back as he harshly landed on a wall, denting it perfectly that when you'd enter this room you would instantly think,oh! That's where that kid landed!

It was as big enough for you to think it was a crater from a moon.

He cringe in pain as he hopped off the wall,gripping his sword tightly. As he continued to fight the demon here,Shinobu and Kanao dealt with the human-puppets the demon controlled.

They had to be very careful as to not hurt them but it was getting increasingly difficult as the demon technically threw them towards the demon slayers. It wasn't long before they also realized these humans were still alive.

This would take a while.