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(Hey all! Just a lil note before the story. I'm gonna try get my ass in gear and update more. I've got all the ending planned out and everything, so I'm super excited to write that. Anyway, thanks for reading :3)

The ticket man grovels on the floor, tears in his eyes as he stares at the severed hand before him. 

"I did everything you told me to, I punched holes in their tickets. Please put me to sleep so I can see my wife and daughter!" He sobs as he bows his head in front of the speaking hand. 

"Yes, you did well" The hand smiles as he puts the man to sleep. This was his gift to all his followers. If they comply with his orders he puts them into a sweet slumber so they can relive happy experiences. After putting the man to sleep the hand turns around to the other passengers and he grits his teeth slightly.

"Be careful when you tie the ropes around the wrists, my children. These demon slayers have sharp noses, and it would be terrible if you got caught" The hand smiles, and the passengers nod their heads frantically. They set off to abide by the demons wishes, and the slayers lay resting. The h/c haired girl had her head rested on top of the boys chest and she sighs happily.

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"(Y/N)-chan, you're gonna be late" She hears a voice say cheerily, and she slowly opens up her eyes. A young woman smiles down at her with a soft look in her eyes. Her h/c hair hung around her ribs, and she had her hands clasped together. (Y/N) tilts her head slightly as she looks down at her body. She was a lot taller and more...matured now, and her hair had grown significantly. 

"Late to what?" She groans as she peels her covers off of her. The woman shakes her head slightly with the same smile on her face.

"Your wedding, silly. Ren is waiting to do your hair" She grins, and (Y/N) feels her heart rate increase drastically. Wedding...she was getting married? Pulling her f/c robe around her she follows behind the girl with the same confused look on her face. No way, this was Yui. She had grown so much since she last saw her. She must have been around 15 now, and she had a spring in her step. Birds sung as they walked through the large house towards their destination.

"Woah" (Y/N) breathes out as she looks at the room in front of her. A white uchikake* is hung up by a wooden hanger, and the material looked very heavy. A tsunokakushi** was also hung along side it and she gapes in awe. Another girl hops up from one of the small wooden chairs with a strange look on her face.

"Ah, there you are. I was beginning to think you had second thoughts" She says in a sassy tone behind her veil of brown hair. This must be Ren...making her 17 years old now. She taps her foot on the wooden floor as she waits for (Y/N) to sit in the chair. In front of her was many combs, pots of pigmented makeup and god knows what else, and she looks in the mirror sheepishly. E/c eyes stare back at her and she almost gasps at her change in appearance. Her face was a lot more matured and slimmed out- she almost didn't recognize herself. Ren peaks at her reflection and a small smile makes it's way to her thin lips.

"Let's get started, we've already kept Inosuke waiting for far too long" Ren says, and Yui squeals from behind them. 

'I'm marrying Inosuke?!' She yells inside her head and her mouth goes slack

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The passengers creep along the carriageway, the thick rope clasped in their hands. Tying everyone together was going to be a hassle, especially the pillar. One of the girls takes a deep breath as she slings the rope around the female demon slayer, and she takes a seat opposite her. The girl's chest rose up and down gently, and strands of her short h/c hair fell in her face. It took a while trying to move her hand, but she had managed to do it.

The demon outstretches his arms as he stands on top of the train, steam covering his body. He wore a huge grin on his face as he let the air bellow through his suit jacket.

"Sweet dreams, my children. You won't be waking up anytime soon" He grins as he closes his eyes.

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The girl from the train ducks as she enters (Y/N)'s dream, a chisel clasped in her hand. Her main goal was to find her spiritual core and crush it so she would be unable to wake up. Luckily the house in the dream provided her with enough cover, and she slinks along the walls. This dream felt...peaceful and the girls chest welled up as she walked along the wooden walls.

(Y/N) looks at her reflection with wide eyes as her sister plays around with her hair. Apparently when they were kids, Inosuke made a promise with her that if they ever defeated Muzan they would get married- and safe to say they stuck to that promise. Her h/c hair was being tied into a large bun on top of her head as she gulped. So that meant that Inosuke really did care about her, and her feelings weren't one sided at all. She looks away from the mirror for a split second, and she jumps when she returns her gaze. Her teenage self was stood on the other side of the glass, her small hands balled into fists. Her chin length hair flew around as she frantically banged on the window, and she reaches to grab her adult self.

"C'mon dipshit, you've got to wake up! Inosuke is in danger!" She yells as she grabs her by the collar, and her heart sinks. This was a dream?

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Nezuko gasps as she's knocked out of her box, and she hits the floor with a harsh thud. She was on a train, she vaguely remembered Tanjiro mentioning this. She looks around the carriage to see why she was thrown from the box, and her pink eyes open in shock. The flame pillar had a girl in the air, lifting her by her throat. Looking around she notices everyone is asleep, even her brother. She makes a 'hmpf' noise as she stands up, and she plods over to the h/c head girl. She was fast asleep against the boar boys bare chest, and no matter how much she shook her, she wouldn't wake up.

Next she moves over to her older brother, and she shakes him with all her might. She gets even more frustrated when he doesn't stir in the slightest. Taking a deep breath she readies herself, and she headbutts him as hard as she could.

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(Y/N) cries as the figure from the mirror lets go of her, shocked by what had just happened. Her sisters were no longer behind her, and she was back in her haori and slayer uniform. Even her blade was attached to her hip.

"What the fuck?" She spits out as she pulls herself out of the chair, and she snaps her head around the room. So this was a dream, and she was finally beginning to wake up from it. She was on a train...or at least that was all she remembered. Clasping her blade tightly in her hands she walks around the room, her heart beating almost out of her chest.

"It's a dream!" A familiar voice yells and echos around the room, and she tilts her head slightly. Who on earth was that? They sounded so far, yet so close to her. 

"What?" She spits back with confusion laced in her voice, and she raised her blade in the air.

"Cut your throat! That's the only way!" The voice exclaims and she feels a breath catch in her chest. Cut her throat? But there was no guarantee that her physical form would wake up unscathed. Oh well...it was worth a shot. She gulps as she positions her blade near her neck, and she slashes at the air



(Small dictionary: *A uchikake is a traditional kimono worn by brides at their weddings)

(** A tsunokakushi is a traditional headpiece worn in Shinoto wedding ceremonies. They're a sign of a woman getting rid of any jealousy she may have and becoming an obedient wife, and they're often referred to as 'horn-hiding')

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