Slayer of the Night (Demon Slayer x Hashira Reader)

Ch1- The Battle on the Snow-Cloaked Peaks

(Oh, my god, so I re-read this and it was cringey, so I am rewriting this whole thing.)

Third Person POV
     The snow-capped peaks stretched out before the Night Hashira, the jagged edges kissing the heavens. The wind howled through the icy crevices, carrying with it a bitter chill that penetrated every bone in her body.
     Her steps were sure, her foggy (e/c) focused on the treacherous terrain.

     (Y/n) was a warrior, a swordswoman bound by honor and duty to defend her land from the encroaching darkness that lurked within the shadows.
As she trudged through the snow, (Y/n)'s mind roared with anticipation. Her sword, a loyal companion forged in the fires of discipline and perseverance, hung at her side. The blade glinted dully as it caught the weak winter sunlight, a reflection of the power that coursed through (Y/n)'s veins.

"You can't defeat them, (Y/n)," a voice whispered in her ear, carried on the wind. (Y/n)'s grip tightened around her sword hilt, her knuckles turning white.
"I will not falter," she muttered, the determination in her voice cutting through the biting wind. "I cannot fail my master."

(Y/n)'s journey was fraught with peril, for the mountains harbored demons that sought to unleash their wickedness upon the land. These creatures of darkness thrived in the harsh conditions, their malevolence growing stronger with each passing day. But (Y/n) was relentless, her resolve unwavering.

"I have trained for this," she thought, pushing herself forward despite the pain that gnawed at her limbs. "My sword, my lifeblood, will purge these mountains of evil."
The stage was set, the curtain ready to rise on a tale of courage and sacrifice. With each step, (Y/n) embraced her destiny as the defender of her people, ready to face the demons that lurked in the heart of the snow-cloaked peaks.

(Y/n) stood at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the treacherous terrain below. Her sword gleamed in the pale moonlight, anticipation simmering within her as she prepared to face the demons that haunted these desolate lands.
Suddenly, the silence shattered as a monstrous creature lunged at (Y/n) from behind the cover of swirling snow. With the reflexes of a feral cat, (Y/n) spun around, parrying the demon's devastating claws.

She could feel the raw power emanating from the beast, hungry for destruction. It was a fearsome opponent, but (Y/n) would not yield.
     Her blade clashed with the demon's claws, creating sparks that illuminated the swirling blizzard.

     The frenetic dance of steel and bone sent shockwaves through the stillness of the mountain.
     With every swing, and every maneuver, (Y/n) felt her strength being tested, her resolve pushed to its limits. But she refused to falter.

     "You will not conquer this land!" (Y/n)'s voice echoed through the icy expanse, defiant and filled with determination.
     She pressed forward, her every movement a symphony of grace and deadly precision. The clash of steel intensified, the demon's growls mixing with (Y/n)'s determined grunts.

     As they battled, (Y/n)'s mind raced, replaying memories of her homeland being ravaged by these abominations.
     She could see the faces of her family, their despair etched upon their weary features. It fueled her resolve, stoking the flames of vengeance that burned within her veins.

     "Night breathing: Third form: Dusk Cutter!" With one final lunge, (Y/n) drove her sword deep into the neck of the demon, silencing its bloodcurdling screams.
     The creature collapsed to the ground, its monstrous form dissipating into nothingness, leaving only a trail of mist in its wake.

     (Y/n) stood amidst the aftermath of the battle, her breath ragged and adrenaline coursing through her veins.
     She looked out at the snow-cloaked peaks, a sense of accomplishment and weariness enveloping her. She knew that this was just the beginning, that more demons were lurking in the shadows, waiting to be vanquished.

     But (Y/n) would not waver. She would continue her solitary journey through the treacherous mountains, her blade eager to defend her land from Muzan Kibutsuji and the other demons.