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The young slayer eyes looked up to the sky, chills being sent down her spin, goosebumps rapidly appearing on the poor girls arms and most definitely her whole body. She couldn't understand why she felt this way, she was alone after all. She's been wandering for what seem like days and days. Her f/c Haori was rather dirty, her face was dull and she looked as if she hasn't slept in in years. The bags under her eyes told stories of sleepless nights.
Y/n l/n She only became a demon slayer for one thing and one thing only. To take revenge. Her body was fueled by the rage the lurks behind her sweet fake smiles. Her only living parent, her father. A kind old soul, who told her stories of far away lands that were up in the clouds, which always made the girls heart and body calm. Yet her heart aches with pains of horrid memories of watching her father die. He didn't die without a fight. He fought until the very end. She looked up to him. She always copied him when they'd be outside, him practicing as he kept her close by to keep an eye on her, she loved to wonder, explore. She was a curious child. Y/n would watch her father handle the Nichirin blade with care, how his love was put into each slice of the blade as it cut through the rather thick tree branch. She would giggle as she'd stand up and mock his movements. She missed doing that, even when she grown old, she's still practice with her father yet instead of an actual blade, it was a just a stick. She didn't care as long as she got to be with her father.
Tears sprung into her eyes as she fell to her knees, she couldn't take it anymore. All she could see was washed up Thoughts of him screaming.
" Y/n! It is not safe here! You must go-"
" father I cannot leave you! You'll die father please don't make me leave you behind! "
He pushed you, as the demon drew out it's claws and slashed your father back. You looked up in fear. You body shaking as the demon stares at you, with curious eyes. You were frozen, you couldn't move until you father sprung back up. He pulled out his blade as he turned around, the demon laughing as it launched itself at your father. He held it off, the sword being push between the two, he turned his head.
" goodbye y/n, you know me and your mother always loved you, no matter what. Please do this for the both of us, please. "
He begged as he got the demon to the ground. You did what he said and began to run, you've would run and run until you body gave out, but the last time you saw your father was the demon ripping his head clean off. You couldn't do a thing, you were just 10 years old when it happened.
