(3rd book of Sweet Little Dreams) One by one, another mystery lays itself among the many that {Name} {Last Name} holds. Now reunited with her old 'family', she steps afoot among the reality of what she truly was. Many question remains still and unanswered. Was she an experiment? Has her life been a lie this whole time? What was real? Why had she existed in the first place. All she knows is.. The Gentle and Kind Hashira, {Last Name} {Name}, was no more.

༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆༄༆ "I'll protect her. I'll protect Emma no matter what." "I'm the older twin, that's why I have to protect her!" ꙬꙬꙬꙬꙬꙬꙬꙬꙬꙬꙬꙬꙬ "I don't know why but,... I felt like she's connected to me... It's like we have a connection to each other." 𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘𖣘 "I'm your twin and you're my twin, we still together through thick and thin." They said that twins are suppose to be separated from each other and to be sent to a different farms to avoid any alliance against the farm's but... It's a different story for 53194 and her twin... They're sent together to Plant 3 in Grace Field. To still follow the rules, their caretaker separated them from each by keeping 53194 away from her twin while growing up. Their caretaker never allowed 53194 to communicate with the other know kids especially her twin. But 53194 never stop loving her twin even though they're separated. Her twin never knew that she existed. The funny thing about them is they are fraternal twins which means they don't look alike. That made their caretaker more happy because incase 53194 told her twin that she is her twin, her twin will not easily believe it. One night, at 48294 adoption, she left her stuff toy. 53194 didn't hesitate to give it back to her when two kids also joined her. They discovered something upon going to the gate and decided that they will escape. The question is, will they able to escape? or their fate will be just like the other kids?

Being rewritten 𝓐 𝓨𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓼𝓸𝓴𝓾 𝓷𝓸 𝓝𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓪𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓥𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓮! 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶!𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓪𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 I'm sorry. For all these years, I couldn't do anything. Everyone, I'm not asking for forgiveness. Even though I knew, I did nothing. But now, I won't waver. Everyone will make it. I'll make sure of that.

❝𝐈'𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐘 𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄❞ unnecessarily aggressive female reader. follows manga. @theragdoll_ ── date: 14/07/2021 status : currently rewriting ୧

F! y/n x Kimetsu No Yaiba x The Promised Neverland ... Y/n L/n is a Kinoe ranked demon slayer of exceptional skill and swordsmanship. Although her ranking puts her in high respect, all she's ever known is to protect herself. She only protects others for the sake of her job. Though, that might just change when she's joined by six Hashiras, three lower ranked demon slayers and a demon, on a special mission to save some children, destined to be food. ... This is my first time writing a Y/n story and my first time writing ships involved. I've never written any harems so I'm open to criticism. I do not own Kimetsu No Yaiba/Demon Slayer or The Promised Neverland. Credits for the characters that belong in either anime go to the respective owners of the animes. Highest rankings: 1st in MUICHIRO out of 1 000+ stories 10/2/22 2nd in KNY out of 1 000+ stories, 21/1/22 22nd in RAY out of 8.6K stories 1/2/22 8th in TPN out of 1 000+ stories 3/2/22 6th in TPN out of 1 000+ stories 8/2/22 16th in thepromisedneverland out of 1 000+ stories 11/2/22 7th in SHINOBU out of 1 000+ stories 3rd in Emma out of 1 000+ stories 16/5/22

"Mama, why does Y/n isolate herself?" "I wish I knew dear"

' No manga or anime could do them justice: the hulking demons now brought to life before me. Their rough grey skin was scaly, stretched thin over their bulging, disproportionate limbs. Their mouths were gaping, dragging across their face and lined with long rows of pointed teeth, worn over time with the effort of chewing human meat. Just visible through their pale, crudely carved masks were bulging green eyes, which swivelled this way and that in their sockets. 𝘌𝘮𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘕𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, I pleaded with myself, trying to calm my pounding heart for fear it would give me away. 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 '𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘌𝘮𝘮𝘢 𝘰𝘳 𝘕𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯. ' • We've all seen it before - Baseline, the protagonist gets hit by a swerving truck, dies, and then is reincarnated in an ideal world. Of course, that's great and all, but first off - it was a Lamborghini. Second, being reborn in one of your favourite series may be a dream come true, but sometimes, things don't go according to plan. Not only was I in the wrong plant at Grace Field, I had to live up to the expectations of full-scores. Not even that was enough, I now bore the (admittedly adorable) baby face of a Norman lookalike instead of my own. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 -𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 -𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴?