My Beloved (Demon Slayer Fanfiction)
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  • Time 6h 9m
  • Reads 3,375
  • Votes 74
  • Parts 22
  • Time 6h 9m
Complete, First published Jul 06, 2021
Mature
"You will always be my beloved."
"Even after death?" 
"Until the end of time." 

I never knew what love is; I used to think I wasn't worthy of deserving such a privilege; what would a worthless girl with love contribute anyways? I yearned for death even as a child in hopes I would reincarnate into a much better life than the one I am living. Maybe I could talk to my father just one more time before he left this planet, leaving me behind. 

"Rengoku," I whisper to myself while tears flow down my cheeks; I cup his right cheek with my free hand. "Thank you for being my beloved."

(All art used in the story was not made by me, i do not own any of it. All credit goes to the artists).
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"The pain of losing you is something I will never recover from. I am begging you, please pull back," he pleaded, his voice hoarse and desperate. Tears brimmed in the corners of his eyes, and with his heart on his sleeve, he made yet another attempt at securing her safety. She couldn't hold his gaze, for the anguish clouding his fuchsia coloured eyes struck her with immeasurable grief. She wanted to respect his wishes, she wanted to turn back and let him handle the battle, she wanted to stay alive for him. But looking out at the demons goading them with their presumptuous remarks, Y/N found herself rooted in place by a force much stronger than her desires. She was suffocating in dread with the fear of losing another person she loves.