Chapter Text
CHAPTER 1: The Beginning.
A dark storm loomed over a quiet village, thunder rumbling loudly as the winds were going berserk.
"Admit your deeds, you vile human...."
A voice cut through the ferocious winds.
"N-NEVER-" the man backed away from them horrified, slightly slipping on the mud due to his hands violently shaking.
The lightning struck—
revealing her face.
A dark burnt orange eye on the left and a dark crimson red eye hidden by her bangs
…
She was a demon.
She had black to red hair gradients, her outfit was like a demon slayer’s uniform but with a kimono-like top with layers of dark reds, her long black cloak swayed in the wind as her sword glowed an ominous black to red light.
“PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!”
He said pleadingly as he bowed down.
He looked at the demon with eyes filled with tears.
He clutched his chest.
“PLEASE I HAVE A FAMILY!”
“I PROMISE I’LL REPENT FOR MY SINS!”
He yelled out.
She hesitated to kill him but she clutched her sword tightly. In one second a flash of fire came and disappeared, the man's head got sliced off. The smell of smoke and blood hung heavy in the air.
“All you humans keep saying that, but you never do.”
She said coldly
Her eyes narrowed as there was a moment of silence.
The demon smirked but her smirk became an expression of regret. Her chest felt tight as if she had a heavy burden to carry, her breathing became uneven. She felt guilty for some reason..... She quickly fled the scene, but as she ran, the demon started thinking:
"Am I really doing justice?"
She asked herself. "Even if it's not good, I need to do it anyway. I don't want to die, so I have to repeat this never-ending, hellish cycle... But then again… maybe dying isn't so bad."
She paused as the winds whispered, rustling softly through the leaves in the trees.
“I wasn’t even able to save her. So why do I even bother.”
She continued to think about her actions as she went deeper into the dark forest.
The stormy sky started clearing out, from there footsteps could be heard.
Meanwhile back at the crime scene....
"I just identified the person.” A man said.
“He's a murderer." The man was a Demon slayer—Obanai. He looked away in disgust.
"He should be in jail, but he escaped not too long ago to tend for his family."
"Damn it! Another one!" Said another man angrily.
"What in God's name is going on with Kibutsuji's mind!?" The man was Sanemi, also a Demon slayer.
"He must be using some kind of tactic to make the demons look good.. Tch.." Obanai muttered.
A moment of silence passed. The smell of ashes and the metallic scent of blood still hung in the air, unnaturally.
“What is that smell?”
Obanai said as he swatted the smell away.
“It’s smoke and blood.”
Sanemi muttered.
“Why would there be smoke though?”
Obanai questioned.
Sanemi's eyes widened.
“This can’t be….”
Sanemi started looking even angrier.
Obanai started catching on.
"Shinazugawa-san, let's go and report this to Oyakata-sama and the others"
He said suddenly.
"Alright... I'll be right behind you.."
They walked off in anger and regret.
"Damn it. If only I came here a day earlier..." They both thought.
“But... There’s something off about this demon but, what could it be?!”
Sanemi thought as he continued walking with Obanai.