His heart burned, a hot flame like the flame on a candle. It burned brighter and brighter, lighting up the darkness like a midnight sun. The heat at his fingertips caused memories of his human days to resurface. Days of basking in the warmth of the sun with Hakuji, laughing about something or other. Lost in the world around them, like they were the only ones on Earth. He yearned to feel it again. ↳𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 [𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝. [KnY Male Reader Insert] 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬! Cover art is not mine I only own [Name] [Last Name]. Demon Slayer belongs to Koyoharu Gotouge

"𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒." ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ. ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ ʙᴇɪɴɢꜱ ɪɴᴠɪꜱɪʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴡᴀʀᴘɪɴɢ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇꜱ, ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ ᴏʀ ᴅɪᴍᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀꜱ ʟᴀʙʏʀɪɴᴛʜꜱ ᴀʟᴏɴɢꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀꜱ. ʙᴜᴛ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴇꜰᴇᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀꜱ "ᴍᴀɢɪᴄᴀʟ ɢɪʀʟꜱ." ʙʏ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪꜱʜ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴜɴꜱᴛᴏᴘᴘᴀʙʟᴇ. ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ "ᴋʏᴏᴋᴏ ꜱᴀᴋᴜʀᴀ." ᴏʀ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀꜱ "ʏ/ɴ". ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ, ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴜᴛʏ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄᴀʟ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟᴏʏᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ. ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴀ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ.... ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴏɴ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀʙʏʀɪɴᴛʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴜɪʟᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛꜱ. ᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜱʜᴀʀᴘ ʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇꜱ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ... ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ.