(E/C) eyes watched as a young boy with fiery hair and a scar on his forehead tended to his family's wood pile by chopping up more of the logs. The smile that was brought to (Y/N)'s face just from seeing Tanjiro Kamado, the main protagonist of Demon Slayer and one of the most kindest people as well, couldn't really contain the pure happiness and relief that she felt.
This is it.
The start of the anime.
I overheard that tomorrow, Tanjiro would go into town to sell firewood.
And that's when Muzan attacks.
(Y/N) let out a small sigh as she watched Tanjiro, sympathy overcoming her expression. Many years had passed after her final fight with Kokushibo, and as she stared at her own hands, at her elongated claws, she felt guilt tear through her. Hundreds of years ago when she became a demon because of her wish to go home, she believed that it was a necessity. However, the longer she stayed with Muzan, the more drawn in she became to his obsessive desires, the more she didn't want to leave.
She knew that if she didn't do anything, Muzan would meet his end at Tanjiro's hands. And although she would derail the entire plot line and sacrifice many lives in the process, a selfish and twisting desire within her had grown.
She could stop that.
A dark and writhing force pushed her forward towards Tanjiro, her hands outstretched to snap his neck until the snapping of a branch underfoot brought her back from her trance. (Y/N) fled like a shadow as soon as Tanjiro glanced up at the sound, stopping what he was doing to approach the exact spot where she had been hiding.
"That's strange..." Tanjiro co*cked his head when finding nothing. "I thought I heard something..."
And...
I thought I smelled someone who holds a great deal of burden on their shoulders.
As the boy turned back to finish his chores, (Y/N) who had been running away from him stopped just short of a large pool of water frozen over by the icy tendrils of winter that had crept over the land. Glancing down at her reflection, she found that her inner darkness was reflected back at her physically.
She looked much the same as she did when human, but her (H/C) hair was now streaked through with white and the sclera of her eyes were now a deep red color instead of white. Her nails and teeth were sharp while everything her from strength to stamina had improved. Finally, the red markings on her neck flared the longer she stared at it, the kanji of Muzan's name engraved into her skin so that every demon who crossed paths with her would revere her and show her the same level of respect and fear as they gave him.
Placing her hand against the etched words, she knew that that was his way of telling her that she needed to return to him. In an instant, the snowy scenery that was once around her was replaced with that of the Infinity Fortress.
"Where did you go?" A voice demanded from behind her, the hard and possessive edge to it unmistakable. "You've been gone for the past two days... where the f*ck were you?"
Swallowing thickly and trying to blacken all thoughts from her mind, (Y/N) replied calmly, "I was away. Searching for the Blue-Spider Lily."
"I never asked that of you," Muzan finally walked around her to face her.
His appearance was now the same as it was in the anime, wearing that familiar westernized suit containing his silk vest, his black jacket and white pants, and his shiny dress shoes. What was more, his dark hair was cut short to frame his face, the shadows that drew over bis expression caused by the white fedora he wore.
Yet his eyes were the same.
That same shade of bright red that seemed to stare straight through her soul when he looked at her.
The same eyes (Y/N) knew she fell for.
"In the many years that you have been by my side, (Y/N)..." Muzan murmured as he cupped her cheeks, resting his forehead against hers whilst tracing his name carved into her flesh. "...the one thing that I have asked you to do is exactly that. Nothing more, nothing less."
Trying to creep away from his hold, (Y/N) flinched when his grip on her only tightened.
"Don't leave my side..." he continued, the aura around him darkening and becoming heavier until it became almost unbearable to her. "I forbid you from ever doing such a thing..."
She let her gaze lower.
It was true that she had tried to stifle thoughts of escaping whenever around Muzan, but such a thing was impossible. Yet, in that moment right then, when thinking of every time he looked at her, every time he kissed her, every time he made love to her, she wanted nothing more than to do as he said and stay by his side for eternity. A twisting love that was dark and oppressive had taken root in her heart, forcing her to the point where she even debated killing Tanjiro, an innocent, just to stay by Muzan's side forever.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, (Y/N) met his eyes, his stare intense.
"Why would I ever want to leave you in the first place?" She smiled softly, closing her eyes and pressing her lips to his, not seeming to mind the way he held her body close in a possessive manner.
Finally, she pulled away
"You're right..." Muzan murmured softly whilst resting his head in the crook her neck, loving the way she felt against him. "Even if you wanted to, you'll never be able to leave me. No matter how far you run or how well you hide, I will always hunt you down and find you. You're mine, (Y/N)."
Introduction: My name is Errol Quitzon, I am a fair, cute, fancy, clean, attractive, sparkling, kind person who loves writing and wants to share my knowledge and understanding with you.
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