Remember? || The Promised Neverland

✯ 500 Hearts Special ✯

Winner: Crossover with Demon Slayer

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[Name] sighed softly, glaring at her crow in the corner of her eye. She was literal seconds away from unsheathing one of her swords and chopping up the crow to be her next meal. It didn't seem to get the hint, for it kept blabbing on and on about how dangerous her next target was, and how careful she needed to be.

"Alright, alright!" she snapped, tightening her grip on her sword's handle. "I get it, there's a Lower Rank on that thing, just shut up!"

Her crow froze, ducking its head down in shame and shrinking into itself. [Name] sighed, rubbing its head in silent apology.

"Look, I get that you're worried for me, but I'll be fine. Mr. Tomioka and Ms. Shinobu should be up there already, along with Ray and Kanao," she smiled. "From what you said, Emma's already on her way. There's nothing to worry about."

Her crow nodded silently. [Name] dropped her hand, having reached her destination. Mt. Natagumo.

This place practically screamed "death", with its dark atmosphere, screams, and the stench of blood. How welcoming.

[Name] nudged her crow off of her shoulder. "Go back to Mr. Uzui. It's dangerous here."

She watched it fly into the distance with a sad look. Turning back to the mountain, she unsheathed her swords, two scimitars, each with a curved bronze blade with a silver handguard. Time to move in.

The moment she stepped into the forest, she was met with the sight of mutilated bodies, each twisted and broken in an inhuman shape. Rage ignited itself within her heart, and she pushed on forwards, ready to rip apart any demon she found.

Soon enough, she came across two demon girls, both with white hair and red or green markings on them. The smaller one shrieked in fear and immediately fled the scene, leaving the older sister to fend for herself.

[Name] twisted her swords in her hands, her mouth already positioned in a certain breathing style, as if blowing on a flute. The attack readied itself in her mind as the sister demon growled, manipulating the silk in her kimono to attack.

Second Form: Tango

She dodged the incoming threads with ease, twisting and turning her body as they chased her, occasionally leaping over them. In a furious dance, the demon attempted to swipe at [Name] with her claws, only to watch as her hands were lopped off like a knife through butter, cuts appearing all over her body.

[Name]'s feet were quick as she maneuvered around the demon's vines, slicing through her limbs and finally, her head. This attack wasn't exactly the fastest, but it got the job done in close quarters. [Name] had already dashed off to pursue the younger demon by the time her older sister had fallen to the ground.

The said child looked behind her, gasping in fright as she saw the hooded Demon Slayer catching up to her. Tears bubbled up in her eyes as she began to wail.

"Mama, help me! I don't want to die!"

[Name] growled, feeling a bit annoyed with the demon. How many humans have this monster eaten, and yet it dared to plea for its life? How repulsive.

Sixth Form: Guillotine of the Theater

Pushing herself off of the ground, [Name] zigzagged up the trees before planting her foot upside-down on a branch, and kicking herself downward. The demon looked up, only to see [Name] flying towards her at the speed of gravity, blades poised to cut open her throat.