You were just minding your business — scrolling memes, ignoring responsibilities, drinking exactly too much energy drink — when your screen froze.
Then glowed.
Then spoke.
"CONGRATULATIONS! YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED FOR ISEKAI TRANSPORTATION."
You blink.
"…excuse me?"
Before you could reject whatever scam this was, the screen flashed:
"TARGET WORLD: DEMON SLAYER."
"NONONONO—"
Too late.
Everything went black.
Welcome to Suffering
You wake up face-down in mud.
A bird is judging you.
A crow.
A very familiar crow.
"WORTHLESS HUMAN! GET UP! TRAINING BEGINS!!"
Oh no.You know that attitude.You look up.
Standing over you is none other than—
Sakonji Urokodaki.
Mask. Blue kimono. Aura of strict danger.
You scream.
Like a goat.
He doesn't react.
"…We will fix that."
Training: AKA Pain
Your days become:
Falling off mountains
Dodging traps meant for Olympic ninja squirrels
Sword swings until your arms feel like noodles
Running until you consider letting the nearest demon end your misery
Every time you collapse, Urokodaki says:
"Pathetic."
After week three, you develop an instinct:
If something rustles, you dodge.
Even if it's a frog.
Even if it's Urokodaki's sandals.
Even if it's your own hair.
Meeting the Plot
Finally, Final Selection arrives.
You're terrified.
You're also determined.
You survive by:
Accidentally tripping demons into traps
Screaming so loudly one demon had a heart attack
Pretending you knew a breathing style (spoiler: it was just dramatic anime breathing)
But then—
A gigantic demon charges.
You prepare to die.
But someone jumps in — fast, precise, and beautiful like an angry snow angel.
It's Muichiro Tokito.
He slashes the demon into confetti.
Then looks at you.
Blink.
Blink.
"…Why were you screaming like a dying chicken…?"
You inhale.
"It's called STRATEGY."
He stares.
Slow nod.
"…Okay."
You nearly faint.
Not because of injury — because Muichiro acknowledged you.
Chaos Joins the Corps
Once you officially join the Demon Slayer Corps, everything becomes worse—and funnier.
You meet Tanjiro.
He's wholesome.
You meet Zenitsu.
He screams louder than you.
You meet Inosuke.
He challenges you to fight every single day.
You lose.
Every single day.
Your First Mission
You, Tanjiro, Nezuko and Zenitsu are sent to investigate a demon in a forest.
You spot a blood demon art attack.
You yell:
"NOPE. ABSOLUTELY NOT. I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR DLC CONTENT."
But no one listens.
A giant demon leaps at you.
You panic and swing your sword wildly.
Somehow—you slice its head off.
Everyone stares.
You stare too.
"…I did NOT mean to do that."
Zenitsu cries and grabs your shoulders.
"WE ARE GOING TO SURVIVE TOGETHER—I REFUSE TO DIE WITH YOU AS THE MOST COMPETENT ONE—"
Inosuke suddenly appears from a tree:
"FIGHT ME."
The Hashira Meeting
Eventually, you get summoned.
The Hashira are intimidating.
Sanemi looks like he eats nails for breakfast.
Kyojuro is smiling like a proud flaming dad.
Mitsuri wants to hug you.
Giyu… exists.
Muichiro stares at you again.
"You still breathe weird."
You whisper:
"…it's a technique."
He nods.
Everyone else is confused.
Fate or Chaos?
As time goes on, you get stronger—not because you're talented…
…but because fear, embarrassment, and sheer stubborn chaos make you unstoppable.
Muichiro unexpectedly trains with you sometimes.
He says it's because:
"You fight unpredictably."
You say proudly:
"It's called fighting like a feral raccoon."
He looks thoughtful.
"…Teach me."
And that's the moment you realize—
You are now responsible for the personality development of a future Hashira.
This universe is doomed.