Her breathing was shallow, she could feel the chill of the demon's ability slowly freezing the blood in her limbs. Yet she stood fast and held her sword steady. The glint of the moonlight reflected off of her nichirin blade.
"My… you're still standing. What a strong little girl."
The voice was filled with joy, she knew it was false though. She had seen that demon's face, she had seen the apathy in his eyes.
His eyes… upper moon two.
It was supposed to be a simple mission; investigate a cult. There was plenty of those that were just regular cults filled with delusional people.
She came to learn it was anything but.
The cult was led by a demon, what more was this demon was one of the infamous but rarely seen 'Upper Moon' demons that directly answered to the enemy.
'Shinobu… I'm sorry, nee-san won't be able to make it home.'
She made peace with the fact that she was going to die. Even then she swore that she would do everything in her power to at least land one blow on the demon. Anything to wipe the disgustingly fake smile it had on its face.
"You've given up… no matter, I will savour every piece of yo—
A dark chuckle interrupted the demon's monologue. The chuckle turned into full blown laughter that radiated malice and insanity.
"Pathetic… YOU are supposed to be a higher ranked demon? YOU? That's a joke if I've ever heard one."
Kanae and the demon both turned towards the man who spoke. Kanae cursed when she saw the man step into the pale light from the moon. The man had strikingly white coloured hair, what really drew her attention was the extra set of eyes on the side of the man's face.
'Another demon… I'm really going to die.' Kanae felt that her fate was sealed.
The newly arrived 'demon' didn't attack, neither did the one she had been fighting. Kanae took this chance to really look at the man who had mocked the demon she had nearly been killed by had he not arrived.
He was inhumanly attractive, fair skin that was unblemished spare the strange black markings that reminded her of the tattoos the government used to mark criminals with.
He even had some on his face that accentuated his extra set of eyes. Kanae observed the four eyes the man had. Two of them were a piercing sky blue, the extra set on his face was an eerily glowing red.
"Who might you be? This is my territory… begone before I end yo—
"You call yourself strong, yet you only hunt women… you do not deserve to know my name brat."
Kanae watched as the white haired man sneered at the demon. The demon who had just been smirking a second ago now faltered. Kanae could feel it too, the overwhelming bloodlust radiating from the white haired man, no this person was clearly a demon.
No normal human man could possibly radiate that much bloodlust.
"I'm feeling generous… tell you what, I'll let you make the first five moves. If you can manage to even put a scratch on me I'll let you live." The white haired demon drawled while putting his hands in his pockets.
Kanae wisely retreated now that the demons weren't focused on her. She continued to watch from a safe distance. She could only gape in shock as the demon who had soundly beaten her threw attack after attack, even going so far as to use its strange ability that created frost.
Yet not a single one managed to so much as ruffle the white haired demons' clothing. The cultist demon clearly was getting frustrated. Then the white haired demon spoke again.
"That was more than five attacks… since you broke the rules, don't mind if I go a little overboard."
Kanae watched the white haired demon raise both hands. His pointer and pinkie fingers tucked in while his ring and middle finger were steepled. A savage grin formed on his face as he intoned something that sent a chill down her spine.
"Ryoiki Tenkai… Fukuma Muzushi."
The demon with the multicoloured eyes stepped back in anticipation. Kanae felt her heart drop when a wave of pure evil exploded from the white haired demon. A foul darkness fell around the immediate area around them. Beneath their feet a pool of blood expanded into a massive ocean she couldn't see the end of.
Around the white haired demon a shrine emerged surrounded by the skulls of various animals.
The demon with the fans took a step back, fear now etched in his face as the white haired demon grinned at him from his seat atop a throne made out of skulls.
"Begone…" The white haired demon said in an almost bored tone.
The demon Kanae had just nearly died fighting exploded into minced meat. Blood and gore splattered the trees even as entire swathes of forest was sliced into splinters.
Kanae stood unharmed, alarm flaring in her mind. This was beyond anything the Demon Slayer Corps had on their fated enemy Muzan. This wasn't the power of some demon. This was the power of a god… a king…
She struggled to move, she had to escape, to warn everyone else about this dangerous being who seemingly appeared out of nowhere.
Her heart fell when four eyes met her own.
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Vargr here, if you're reading this then I've shuffled off the mortal coil. Don't be sad. Though my story has concluded, it's not the end. I will live on in my wacky fan fics.
This story has been sitting in my drafts for months. If my little shit of a brother keeps his promise then this story will be posted. It was only written out up to a certain point. Hopefully my brother won't disappoint when he picks it up where I left it off. But if he does, don't be afraid to call him an idiot. You all have my permission to make fun of him in the comments.
Thank you all for your time, now without further delay. Sit back, kick your feet up, and enjoy one last story with me.
-Vargr.