I'm sorry if I'm not posting too much, and my stories are really short. My half of a brain cell is not thriving, and school work is just not it, but I'll try to keep up, and thank you!😔
I has been four months since Muzan brought me into his hellhole. Being Muzan's torture toy is horrible, but I can finally withstand the pain. In fact, his attacks are painless and I cannot feel anything from them anymore. I cannot feel pain, sadness, grief, or happiness. I do not feel like doing anything. I do not feel like, trying to escape, I do not feel like living. I have no interest in leaving this cold cave, and finding warmth, because the cold has already covered me around as if it were a blanket.
"Puppy~, what are you doing today?" Muzan questioned as he entered the room. I stayed silent, not wanting to put the effort into moving my lips. "Aw~, I'm sorry, maybe I went a little over it, but you can't blame me for it. It was too much fun!" Muzan grabbed onto my bruised chin.
I jerked away from his grasp, which made him angry. "Did you just move away from me? Did you just move away from me!" The sudden yell made me jump. "You fucking little-"
"Honey?" Someone from upstairs yelled.
"Ah, yes honey?" Muzan replied from the basement.
"Are you okay dearest?" Ah, It must be his wife.
"Yes, I'm perfectly alright, thank you. Just a little trouble regarding the dust and rust downstairs."
"Do you need help down there?"
"No no. That would be far too much."
"Daddy?" His child. Of his own flesh and blood, but human.
"Yes, yes sugar pie, daddy's coming" Muzan turns back to me and whispers, "You still haven't gotten off the hook, just wait." Like I have a choice.
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🌸Taken🌸
Fanfiction⚠️Warning: This is my first story⚠️ Having had his family slaughtered by a demon, Tanjiro is determined to hunt down Muzan and kill him. As he trains alongside his friends Zenitsu, Inosuke, and the demon slayer pillars, something unexpected happens...
