Curse Blood

Epilogue-New Blood

Kimetsu no Yaiba does not belong to me but to Koyoharu Gotōge .... I only do this for fun and hobby
Warning: This is an AU. I think there is a slight Out of Character, don't blame me! I am new to fandom.
There are also changes with the manga canon.

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The time in his being was something strange, he did not know exactly what day or time. The heaviness in his body is intense that moving at least as desirable was impossible for him, let alone his mind as it looks like molasses, was he drugged? Where was he ... wait ...

"Who ... am I?" He whispers barely since his throat is dry and the worst thing is that it burns inside. And what the hell with that strange feeling of emptiness expands in his body?

"I see you're assimilating" Where does the voice come from? Or rather, whose voice is it? He knows now that to has a companion ... But who? he feels how someone take his face and forces him to open his mouth.

"Drink this, soon you will regain consciousness" Sense? To drink? What are you drinking? The taste of that liquid. Metallic? It disgusts him but at the same time it is sweet ... wait, at what moment is a liquid with a taste similar to iron also sweet? he tried to complain but no sound could be emitted and she was less able to move. With that one thought, the unconsciousness succumbs again.

He doesn't know how long he continued in the dream. He only knows that upon awakening, his senses are now at higher levels as well as a strange sensation stirring in his chest.

"I see you woke up. Ironically you were the first to come into contact with my blood but in the end you turned out to be the last to wake up. Was it so hard for you to assimilate the process?" Process? ... Wait, who is he?

Before him, he observes the presence of a young man with pale skin but without ceasing to shine his tan, eyes like rubies but with a sharp pupil in the style of a cat, black / red gradient marks in the shape of flames that run from his forehead on the right side of his face to his chest, fangs peeking out of the masculine mouth and a pair of hanafuda earrings. His long burgundy hair is tied with white bows, he wears a red kimono on top of 3/4 sleeves with some white details as well as a black hakama, as well as a sword sheathed on the right side of her waist and lacks footwear.

That boy seemed beautiful, straight out of a history of samurái bishounen or crown prince of a kingdom. For some rare reason, both mind and soul were in sync for one thing: Obedience to him. Why?

"You feel lost don't you Tomioka?" Was that his name? ... that name ...

Fleetingly, the crimson-eyed boy takes his hands ... or were blue claws? and he uses it to pierce his temple. A whimper comes out of his mouth while images rush in like a whirlwind causing annoyance in his head. Giyu falls to the floor as a result of the shock and his companion helps him to sit up.

"Did you remember everything already?" More than a question, Tomioka felt that phrase was a confirmation.

"I ... my name ..." he mutters confusedly.

"You are Giyu Tomioka, user of the breath of water and pillar of the Demon Slayer Corp" Ahh ... it's true. He is a slayer who serves an organization to destroy demons. However ... Why does he no longer feel that affection to serve them? Or rather, why does his name no longer appeal to him?

"Can I ... see myself?" Silently, his partner helps him get up to carry it. At first it was difficult for Giyu to stand up due to the weakness that surrounds his body due to the rare emptiness he has in his chest? A full-length mirror appears out of nowhere and Giyu can see his physique for the first time since he woke up.