Chapter 6

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TW : Mentions of Death, violence, blood, disturbing things, cursing, spoilers.

You have been warned.

Kimetsu no Yaiba is rightfully owned by Koyoharu Gotōge.

Using Google translation for some phrases. May not be accurate.

Images aren't not mine unless said so, and some are only found in the internet/Pinterest. I do not own them.

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Drivel

driv·el
/ˈdrivəl/

noun

"don't talk such drivel!"
Similar: nonsense, twaddle, claptrap, balderdash, gibberish, mumbo jumbo, rubbish, tommyrot, phooey, hot air, eyewash, piffle, garbage, tripe, bosh, bull, bunk, blah, hogwash, baloney, cobblers, codswallop, stuff and nonsense,

Opposite:
sense

verb
1.
talk nonsense.
"he was driveling on about the glory days"
Similar:
talk nonsense, babble, ramble, gibber, prattle, gabble, chatter, twitter, maunder, talk rubbish, gab, talk through one

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"First Form! Fury Dust!" The attack moves fast, disassembling the limbs of the demon in quick motion.

Blood sprayed crazily, getting some on your clothes as you continue to attack the demon with an another move. "Meteor Blade!" As you roughly swung your sword sideways, the blade cut through the demon's neck mercilessly.

"Damn, brats! Damn you! Damn you!!" You watched as the demon began to disintegrate into ashes.

The curses of the demon only passed through your ears, deafening silence was replaced as you stare at the demon. You could feel how it felt the moment it knew its head was severed.

Like Tanjiro's super sense of smelling capability, you somehow could feel the emotions just by looking at a person or demons. Right now, it was heavy. Just like you, it didn't want to die.

But you had to, it killed and feasted a lot of humans and weaker slayers than you. It had to be done.

Despite the will of being a slayer, it was a difficult sight to see where carnage and battles occur just to survive.

You sighed, taking in the reality that keeps replaying on your head. The air became quiet as the demon's presence fades away permanently. With a sad look, you prayed to the demon, wishing that it'll be reincarnated to a more peaceful world even if it's impossible to exist.

"Kaw!"

The squawk from above averts your attention, you looked up, seeing your crow flying in circles above you like a vulture. It soon lands on your head as per usually than your arm. Nonetheless, it descends the sky, landing on your head, painlessly and light, nothing to complain about, besides it looks cute.

"Another mission?" You asked, walking away from the forest. Giving a small swing of your sword as your sheath it back to the scabbard.

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