Whirlwind - Demon Slayer x reader

Man's Road

A/N: Hello Everyone! I'm the new Co-author of Whirlwind, Mama Fluff, but you all can call me Fluffy-chan! I hope you all enjoy this new chapter, the music from one of my all time favorite movies, and have a very wonderful day!じゃあ!

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How Far...

How....Long.....

I'm so hungry......Tired.....

Where am I?.....

You blearily trudged through the forest, panting and sweating as you stumbled along through the underbrush. The rain pattered down softly around you, leaving the ground muddy and slimy beneath your toes and your body completely soaked. Thunder rattled above you, matching the thumps of your footfalls as you continued to stagger along through the dreary woodland like a drunken man with too much booze in his system. Mist lightly blanketed the ground and your surroundings, making it increasingly difficult to see where you were going.

You had no idea how long you had been walking, but if the sores on your bare feet were anything to go by, it had been quite a while. The leaves and twigs crunched beneath your shambling form, the bushes tugging and tearing at your kimono as you fumbled uncaringly by. Your hair was matted and tangled, stained with pieces of dried mud and oily water from that puddle you had accidentally tripped into an unknown time back.

Time...

Heh, time didn't seem to matter that much to someone who didn't have anyone any more...

You paused in your movements at that thought, shocked you could even think something so...depressing. It wasn't true either!

You had your brother! Who you were very determined to see soon! If..you could somehow find a train station and your way out of this da-DARN..DANGING...UGH!

DAMNIT! WHATEVER! YOU JUST WANTED OUT OF THIS STUPID ASS FOREST AND THIS STUPID ASS WORLD AND YOUR STUPID ASS FUCKING LIFE!!!! SHIT FUCKING FUCKY FUCK-!

You snarled to yourself as you picked your trek back up with renewed maddening vigor, shoving every bush in your way to the side, not caring that your already wet kimono kept getting ripped and torn by your ferocious movements or that your feet were being pierced by the uprooted rocks from the mud.

'Who fucking cares if I swear anymore,' You felt the tears building in your eyes, filming and blurring your gaze with overwhelming sadness and rage which seemed to compile into one monstrous emotion that threatened to choke you alive, 'They're gone...They're dead and I was too much of a fucking coward to do ANYTHING!!'

And it would seem that life wasn't through letting you suffer just yet, as when you hit a particular wet branch too hard, still enraged by your previous thought, it boomeranged straight back into your unsuspecting face and sent you tumbling to the side with a face as sore as a smacked bottom.

Although, that would be a little too nice of life wouldn't it? Just letting you go with a smacked face and sore feet along with enough mental baggage to last you two life times?

Hahaha, Nope!

Life wasn't done with your ass yet!

When you tumbled to the side you felt the sludgy ground give way beneath your hands as your body crashed towards it, much to your sudden, horrified realization.