❝ THERE is no denying that
there is evil in this world,
but the light will always
conquer the darkness. ❞
𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | slowburn
tomioka giyū x original character
━━━━━━━━━━━━━
After facing the haunting tragedy
of leaving...
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Her facade was dazzling.
The sight of feathered wings, a golden translucent as they reflected the moonlight, stretching far behind Airi's back...was a memory that many would never forget.
Her form was angelic, and all the other Demon Slayers around her could do was watch in awe as time revolved around her.
Not even a second had passed by, and Airi had sliced completely through the neck of Daki before the demon could react.
If someone blinked, they would have missed the mythical form she transformed into.
However, Airi was left on the ground after successfully executing her tenth form, almost completely unconscious. She bled from her stomach and her forehead, the red liquid dripping on the roof top and traveling down the dips and turns.
"AIRI IS DOWN!" A deep voice called out in distress. It was the boar masked Inosuke Hashibira.
That was the last thing Airi could hear before she succumbed into a dark void.
'Not yet.'
"I'VE GOT THE HEAD! TAKE HER AND GET OUT OF HERE!" Inosuke commanded the blonde boy. Zenitsu nodded, with his eyes still completely closed. Inosuke wondered how the hell Zenitsu managed to sleep and be conscious at the same time. Nonetheless, the Breath of the Beast user appreciated the offensive moves Zenitsu had up his sleeves when he was asleep.
Zenitsu approached the unconscious woman and knelt down, swiping away her dark hair that covered her eyes. He put his ear near her lips...
She was breathing.
The blonde picked up a completely unconscious Light Hashira and fled the scene.
Zenitsu sprinted and leapt into an opening between two large buildings. He gracefully leapt down, landing on his feet with ease and not disturbing Airi.
He was met by a beautiful teenage girl who was holding an older girl, presumably her sister, in her arms. They looked very similar, with long brown hair. Zenitsu assumed that they worked in the district.
The two girls were shaking in fear and closing their eyes. Slow tears trickled down the younger girl's tanned cheeks as she held her older sister close to her figure. The two acted as if they had been reunited after decades of being apart.
The girl opened her eyes before recognizing Airi's fragile figure, "I-Is that H...Airi?"
"You know her?" Zenitsu responded, a blank expression on his face as he lie Airi propped on the wall gently. He let her head rest in his lap for a few moments.
