Blood Breather (Rewrite Available)

Learning the Basics

Muzan Kibitsuji (Michael Jackson), known as the 1000 year old demon and the first, has destroyed many families, widowed many wives and slaughtered many innocent human beings. Your story isn't any different to any regular demon slayer you meet running through your village ready to kill the next devil spawn that wonders through your village. 

But despite all that, everyone's story will be different from anyone else's even though they have the same start, because despite human beings being the same creature, our minds are what makes us different. 

You reflected on your 3 years of training as you walk up the steps of the Fujikasane Mountain, the sight of bright, purple wisteria that hung from the trees filled your eyes in awe and wonder. 3 years you remembered about your training.

3 years ago

Running through the tall grass, slapping away the branches, getting twigs and what ever sharp objects that lie in a semi thick forest. Running for what felt like hours, you felt nauseous and dizzy, although your legs did not listen, it ran out of instinct. Finally breaking through a thick tuff of bush, you tumble down a hill, not able to balance yourself, you hit your head after you finished rolling down, your fatigue and sickness finally caught up to you and you passed out, on the cold moist soil. 

As it seemed that luck was on your side, a man wearing a blue haori with cloud patterns, he seemed to be at least in his 60s, but he looked strong and tough, his white hair barely passing through his red goblin mask. Seeing you injured and tired, he decided it was up to him to take care of you, he knew that you were running away from something.

Several hours later you woke up, sitting up from the hard but comfortable futon, the sun barely shining through the doors, you stood up and looked around your environment, what most kids would do is wonder outside, but your eyes drifted to the wooden sword rested on the wall, you didn't know why, you couldn't remember much about your childhood, but you remembered that you were always interested in swords. You walked up and picked up the sword, holding it in your hands the sword wasn't that heavy, despite it reaching to your neck length you still kept a steady stance. 

you swung the sword in various cutting motions and poses, but you were very unexperienced and your moves are sloppy and are unable to be used in a battle. Urokodaki watched from the shadows, although he was silent and could barely be seen, you knew he was there, you sensed his energy when you first woke up. He moved slightly, provoking you, you turned around at a fast speed and strike at the place you heard movement, which Urokodaki blocked with his hands, as you were just a 7 year old kid with a wooden sword. His goblin mask hid his emotions, as he was caught a scent from you, a scent of potential and growth. He stood up from his sitting position and walked out the exit, he came back with a bowl, you haven't ate anything in while, he must have smelt it form you. 

He held the bowl and you took hold of it and drank whatever was in it, you couldn't really tell. You looked back up at Urokodaki's mask, you couldn't see what he was thinking, but you sort of saw through his mask, his usual tough, strict nature was replaced with a hopeful and awe full expression. He walked out of the door, showing that he wanted you to follow him, you well of course followed him. 

A few hours of hiking, both of you reached a high point of the mountain, the air was getting thinner and you were struggling to breathe. Your legs were a bit exhausted and sore from all the walking.

"From here, you will have to get back to the house that is at the foot of the mountain. You have until daybreak" mist settles in and Urokodaki disappeared, leaving you at a high place in the mountain, all alone, with a plain wooden sword.

'Really?' you thought to yourself 'that's it? I'm not sure if he knows about my eyesight and sense of direction, but this fog is nothing' you smirked and started to pace yourself down the mountain until, your foot got caught on a piece of string making you lose balance, you somehow stayed on 2 feet, and you looked back, knowing now that there's more to this challenge than just a simple get to the goal before time runs out.