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Kimetsu no Yaiba AU: Temen-ni-Guru (Arc 2)

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Kimetsu no Yaiba AU: Temen-ni-Guru (Arc 2)

A quick timeskip worth 20 minutes...

Guen suddenly found herself distorted by a spatial attack – evicting her out of the Torigoya Onsen's premises, by a man with a Bear Noh-Mask.

As she clashed with this unknown foe - their blades turned bright red — by friction alone for a moment. Pound for pound, their blades clashed as the loud clanging of steel reverberated. "I see." Guen reacted nonchalantly – regarding the implications of the sword it carried.

Their swords quickly returned to normal, Guen with her cyan blade and the Bear Demon with a fuscia blade.

One of her henchmen came to her aide, teleporting out of the Waters – issuing her clothes. "You sure leave quite the mess!"

Dressing up in the middle of her encounter.

"Good work. Suihou. Now withdraw." However, her subordinate refused, because it prioritized her safety. "I won't leave until youre safe ya."

Guen and the Demon with the Bear Mask, briefly locked eyes.

_{Muragarasu's Right — Bear Demon, Murakumo}
Sheathing his blade – Murakumo reprimanded Guen of her actions while offering sanctuary.

"You've disrupted the peace of her Proprietress. However, I cannot let you leave as Ryunoko Keodis is outside." Murakumo sat down Japanese style unto his knees.

"Ah...so that punkrat is after me. I don't really care, if he wants to kill me, that's his issue for being emotionally weak."

"Yeah you tell him! Guen-sama!" A dark red haired young man started glazing Guen.

"How dare you tell Guen-sama what to do! Besides, we'll be the ones to kill Keodis."

Suihou mocked her comrade. "Eh? I thought you didn't have romantic feelings for Guen. You're into cougars!"

Rinka then got angry and beat the crap put of Suihou. "Shut up you Water Demon!" Suihou survived Rinka's assault as she's made of water.

"Keep that up and you'd be a woman beater, Ka-kun." Suihou teased.

"Stop it. The both of you." Guen commanded her subordinates to stop arguing.

Shōwa Secret
Suihou – Water Demon
Daikaku Rinka — Rogue Monk from the Daikaku Shrine
Shinazugawa Ugoji – Rogue Demon Slayer from Tokyo Branch

Fukuro aka Owl is the name of Guen's gang.

Suddenly Murakumo clashed with a demonic steel hand. It was Ugoji. "I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHATS UNDER THAT MASK HAHAHAHAHA, WHETHER YOURE A MAN OR WOMAN! I WILL PULVERIZE YOU!"

"Ugoji. Calm down." Guen radiated her bloodlust.

Her subordinates kneeled before her.

"Tell Muragarasu, I've chosen her as my new infobroker, she will be obligated to Fukuro's demands. If Keodis wants my head, that can wait, I will kill Demon Lord Rikyo!"

Team Fukuro disappeared as Suihou used her BDA to teleport them out.

Somewhere in Ikebukuro
"Thank you, Kim" Guen thanked the man named Kuze for the Intel he told her.

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@Digmata@TimelessParagon@13org@JrVader@Lewascan2
As Takaya was about to pull the trigger on Ryoshu, he was met with the Blade of a Demon Slayer, of Korean Descent.

"Don't get the wrong idea, Oyakata-sama." Kim Suga's blade pointed near at Takaya's neck. "So you're part of Guen's turf." Takaya figured.

"Do I look like I'm one of your lackeys who'd answer? Kogen Prefecture, Korea has business here aside from that woman (Guen). Let's make a deal." Suga then sheathed his blade.

Moments after they talked, Takaya was distraught and quickly calmed down.

"In exchange, I'd help your precious Sun Hashira to keep that Upper Moon at bay."

He smirked.

He silenced Takaya with a grin. Takaya then thought. 'Kogen Prefecture, Korean Demon Hunters won't normally set foot on our Turf unless...

Suga hopped into the fray.

"Drunk already, Kamado-paisen? Cuz I'm not!" He aura farmed, arriving in the scene, as if he's gliding with his twisters.

He sensed quite the presences in the area.

"You there. Woman." He identified Hinotora's presence.

He gets into fighting position.

"Make me a Sandwich, after this battle finishes." He said with a thick Korean accent while speaking in Japanese.

Ryoshu's Mind
Michikatsu spoke to Ryoshu and relayed the events of the Four Devils Summit. "Gekido will be assisting you, destroy the rest! Retrieve what you can."

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@Seikishi Bar — @Randomguy@King Kindred
The Rest @Torigoya Onsen @xAlter@Aku the Samurai@Taka@Haha@Arminwraith

After the fiasco with Guen. The girls moved out of the Onsen and settled for a Bar. Little do they know, it's owned by Muragarasu.

Miyuki was blushing all around Himari & Tenko, having treated them Ramen, and the girls were quite unaware of the ordeal outside. "It's amazing isn't it, a lot has happened today and gosh, I've always wanted sisters."

Miyuki breaking the ice as she's learned to be more opened to Himari and Tenko, pouring her out and vulnerabilities, showing her painful solitude as she finds solace with her newfound friends.

"Ouch-ouch." Miyuki felt the hot ramen soup, scalding her a bit as she tried to blow to cool it.

"Bear in mind though, whatever you do, whether it's talking to people and just throwing hands, every moment of your life is Training, that's how Soryu is."

She slurped the noodles. "Even now, we're training. Himari. Your Selfless State, it doesn't seem so absolute, you can cloak your presence & be like some Invisigirl, I know it's all basic for you, though it could be more, the giveaway is always the intention, whether to kill or not or whatever fleeting thoughts. Tenko, you told me back at the Dojo, you got some sensitive skin, reminds me of a certain Boar Hashira in the Taisho Era, who's sensitivity can perceive danger. You two see where I'm getting at?"

Miyuki pointed her finger to their surroundings to Tenko and Himari.

A lot of people were passing by and just moving along.

A woman, passed and suddenly she got noticed when she screamed after stepping on her son's Lego.

"Just a quick Segway, Taihoku Prefecture has quite the weapon supply, though they're Demon Hunters like us, they're quite hostile unless you speak Taiwanese. No, I'm not asking you two to sneak with knowledge I'm about to equip you. I'm just saying, the Demon Slayer Corps are way too branched out than you think. Then there's Kogen Prefecture, you still need to speak Korean, they sell the best Kimchi just like the Ramen I'm eating. I'm buying tickets to Kogen for next week, it's the perfect training spot for Soryu, high mountains, big waterfalls, and many more!"

Miyuki gets more chatty and friendlier as the more time she spent with Himari and Tenko.

"Watch this." Miyuki nudged Himari and Tenko to focus their eyes on the Waiter.

"If you look closer, you may just decipher every move in their body, like muscles contracting, as if Transparent."

Before they could fully immerse in the training, Miyuki didn't notice, she got her hair wet as a clumsy girl spilled iced tea on her.

She pouted and tried not to get angry.



A familiar voice from school and a common friend.

"Oh? Miyuki? Tenko? Yo girlies! I didn't know you're chilling here in Torigoya as well. Oh...Hima, sup girl. Haven't seen you since Kyoto, 2 years ago. It's such a fine coincidence, you three know each other?"

Mammushi apologized to Miyuki.

Mamushi, Student at Wasedai, part time Bartender here at Seikishi. Bartender. She's not a Demon Slayer but an employee of Muragarasu.

"Gurls. Why do I smell bitch ass blades here. It's not safe, follow me though."

Mamushi revealed her demonic snake eyes. All this time she was a demon trynna look like a human.

Shōwa Secret
Mamushi is a Snake Demon, who can easily conceal her presence and use shape shifting high level to pass as a Human.

She's African American.

She likes boiled eggs.

She likes grass jelly.

Later in the VIP section.

She's on the same class as Tenko.

She met Himari in Kyoto during a cultural exchange trip.

Miyuki was someone she met months ago, as that popular first year girl, who got so much simps and because she owns the Dojo.

"Yo...you three are Demon Hunters? I feel bad already. After everything we've been through? Like the first rush hours, the second rush hours. This is a lot to take in y'all. I can see Yushiro's Talismans, hiding those bitch ass Nichirins."

What a turn of events.

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Later...The Demon with a Bear Noh-Mask, Murakumo reported to Muragarasu.

"Tomioka Guen has been evicted of off Torigoya. However, she escaped and got something for you." Murakumo handed a brief case to Muragarasu.

Revealing it was fat cash of Yen and a letter.

"I'm ditching Keodis. Let's work together. Sorry about the blood. Tell me everything you know about Uppper Moon 2 Rikyo and the Aum Shinrikyo Faith.

P.S meet me in Ikebukuro, alone. I will also come alone. On Friday." — Guen

Dispatch RP Anyone?

I'm just gonna read this. Let us see if someone makes an OC like Invisigal so I can read.

😂

Kimetsu no Yaiba AU: Temen-ni-Guru (Arc 2)

GM Update 1
Meanwhile...Awakening of The Sleepless Devils

Feilian of Taiwan, Michikatsu of Mainland Japan, Jinwoo of Korea & Alexei of Sakhalin

The Devils of The Japanese Empire!

The culmination of the two world wars reached a distant echo — the Empire of The Sun, Japan in both its rise & fall — maintained some of its annexed territories and stabilized through the passage of time.

Here are Historical Accounts;
The Imperium Nihon, its fatherland stood firm atop Mt. Fuji,
Reveling in its harvest like a Farmer who bear fruit as he sow,
What he reaped.

Although the Seeds were different Roots, the Trees that came,
Were Honored Provinces, bearing different Fruit as cultural heritage were maintained.

From the Land of The Dragon, where its untaken, part of it was China's Taipei, this province in Japan is better known as Taihoku Prefecture since 1895.

From the Soviet Union's piece upon annexation was Russia's Sakhalin, the Japanese call this land as Karafuto Prefecture since 1905.

From the Land of The Morning Calm was Korea, united as one, undivided,
The Japanese call them as Kogen Prefecture since 1910.

This makes Japan, a total of 50 Prefectures.

For many years - Kibutsuji Muzan has refrained from interacting with any of the Devils, fellow Demon King Progenitors.

Come 1927, Tsugikuni Michikatsu, formed an alliance with his neighbors & helped stabilized their homeland, the Japanese Empire, after its devastating fall during 1945, rallying Demons to their cause.

Whereas the Empire of Japan is known as the Land of The Majestic Sun, behind closed doors, specifically in the Demonic Underworld - the Empire is known as Land of The Burning Moon.

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The Four Devils Summit
Word spread like fire regarding the incident at Daikaku Shrine, although allied as the sole Demonic Front of East Asia, the Sleepless Devils rose from their slumber upon hearing about the Blue Spider Lilies.

Michikatsu received a transfigured crystal moon transmission from his BDA, thus ushering the Four Devils Summit.

"Oho~ It has been since 1945 we last gathered." A jestful masculine yet angelic voice said. The Demon King was wearing a Hanbok, traditional Korean clothing.

"Michikatsu-dono." He teased.

"Park Jinwoo — Devil of Kogen Province, Korea. It appears that you've been stalking the Fatherland. However, I'm not surprised, before Ryunoko Keodis retired, he has told me of your doings. Explain your actions, my fellow Demon King — lest you fall unto my blade." Michikatsu's anger leaked, realizing what Keodis has warned him about, to be true.

A feminine voice stroke like lightning, almost frying the crystal moon ball transmission.

"Boys...don't get too rowdy, be gentle enough that I'm here in the room." She teased.

"Yo-ho~ Mao Feilian! Beautiful as ever!" Jinwoo greeted.

Feilian retorted.

"Don't talk to me. You Saja Snake. I'm here to make business with Kacchan~" Feilian had love speech bubbles in her text, if this was a manga.

Michikatsu assessed the situation.

"Mao Feilian, Devil of Taihoku Prefecture, Demon King Progenitor of Taiwan, she's the least to betray me. I've known that ever since I met her, as the relationship between Taiwan and Japan has been prosperous, I will still be cautious. Park Jinwoo on the other hand, he's been spying on my turf ever since, he's the one I shall be cautious the most. Alexei Rasputin, Devil of Karafuto, Demon King of Sakhalin, he's an enigma..."

"Children. Stop bickering among yourselves. I will mediate this conference." The Russian Demon King arrived.

"True, be it so that Park Jinwoo has violated our covenant, we can talk about the punishment later. For the sake of clarity, I have no interest gaining the Blue Spider Lily, I am here only to mediate, knowing that you three want it most."

"Gekido. Calm yourself, there is no need to show animosity to our video conference." Michikatsu calmed his subordinate.

Michikatsu sighed, controlling his anger.

"I have an inkling on what shall be the desires of you lot. So I will just say it." Michikatsu glared.

Jinwoo laughed. "Hahahaha! We're all older than you, and you got some nerve talking this big! I'll humor you, Sengoku Brat."

"Feilian and Alexei want no part of your supremacy. What you want is a Bloodrite Battle on who shall be the Demon God that rules the Japanese Empire. Isn't that right?"

Feilian and Alexei were in shock of the revelation that Michikatsu found out.

"Insightful as always, Michikatsu. As expected of being under Ubuyashiki's wing back in the Sengoku Era....yes you and I will fight on who shall be the Demon God that will rule the Empire of Japan. The winner take all and the loser is absorbed."

"The Demon God shall take command of The Hyakki Yagyo, The Night Parade Army of Demons. I don't indent to split our countries, knowing our historical ties. What I want is someone to be the face of all Demons."

Jinwoo mocked.

"And you clearly are a failure like Muzan. Seriously, do you not know how to treat women right? The Hierarchy of your Blood Moons are unstable! The Four Consorts kept dying left and right and here you are, wanting to die an honorable death, by battling your Four Demon Lords and leaving the responsibility to whoever succeeds. Talk about insecurity!"

"You're so blessed Michikatsu, you got Sakhalin and Taiwan backing you, it's unfair if we look at this another angle. I don't need their help, I can take you all." He boasted.

Alexei clapped his hands.

"Keep your words to yourself, Jinwoo. We need rules to this Bloodrite Battle. Even the requests to be made. Before looking further into it, I suggest you three talk about the Blue Spider Lily Business, we are all Sleepless Devils after all. So you better make sure not to count until your eggs are hatched. Make sure Ryoshu gets it otherwise, someone else would. Michikatsu."

Michikatsu used his BDA and changed the terrain, gathering all his fellow Demon King Progenitors in a secluded dimension, surprising them.

"Let's make a deal. No one will set food in each other's turf for now. I have no doubt that Ryoshu will gain the Blue Spider Lily, if not I have the rest of my Blood Moons as I will deploy them if necessary. I can guarantee you that once we are in possession of the Blue Spider Lily. We can talk about business."

Michikatsu made them feel the presence of Moon Breathing, stinging and revulsing them.

"Not bad, Michikatsu-dono. You truly are on our level. The three of us has existed since the Heian Era. To think Muzan would have gotten such a worthy successor, I prefer you more than him, he doesn't bother talking to any of us." Jinwoo laughed and found a bit of respect to Michikatsu's terms.

"Very well, I will honor your covenant. However. Fail to get the Blue Spider Lily, you know that I'll be taking it." Jinwoo asserted his terms.

Meeting Ends

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With the Daikaku Shrine finally exposed, Demons across the Japanese Empire want a piece of the Blue Spider Lily.

Whereas the Demon Slayers began uniting, the Demons also began uniting upon their blood sworn Bloodrite Battle and through division, will they be united.

Kimetsu no Yaiba AU: Temen-ni-Guru (Arc 2)

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Let’s just get out alive - Hinotora [color=f7941d][/color]

Summary: The Battle of the “Strongest”, Ryunosuke v Ryoshu ensues, as Mirage Hashira Kairi and Tsugoku Hinotora also involve themselves in the clash.

Collab Part 2: Torn

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The explosive aftermath left Ryunosuke in a state of hiding his pain under the pressure he just experienced.

He recalled having to dodge all those thorns, as its erratically omnidirectional hits would've killed him at one point. Ryunosuke didn't say a thing as each movement was crucial to the fight, he cannot die here. Steeling himself to his resolution – the Transparent World Vision granted him the reaction time to keep up with the onslaught.

However, it wasn't enough, the more evasion is done, the faster his stamina is depleted.

Ryunosuke mustered his lungs to perform a state of constant flux of recovery breathing & even though he received minor hits, he didn't show any signs of flinching.

Hinokami Kagura: Fake Rainbow. he said in his mind, his speed, agility & dexterity were all nimble, he applied Kairi’s method of Mirage Breathing, having only seen it once & since Sun Breathing alongside the Moon was the precursor to all Breathing Styles, doing it was a walk in the park.

Sun Breathing, 13th Form: Dance of The Sun God!” he uttered to himself once more & delivered omnidirectional flames of the sun against the BDA of Ryoshu with the final form of the traditional Sun Breathing.

The sheer power of the Sun Hashira, melted the cement floor like as if lava, melted it and an immense heat, radiating brilliant mixture of magenta and blue flames, like the summer sky.

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Hooooooolllyyy shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitt!!!!! Hinotora screamed internally, squinting her eyes against the solar glare of the Sun Hashira’s attack, as her fingers desperately dug more tightly into melting tarmac to avoid being blown straight off the building. A sharp inhale and exhale expelled a film of flames to partially blunt the force of the omnidirectional attack. Fifth Flame Form: Flame Tiger!

But even so, tempered flesh sizzled under the heat with a crackle akin to meat on a grill, as the Tsugoku grit her teeth and intensified the depth of her breathing, filling her cells with energy and dredging it back up just as fast to heal her scalded flesh back a bit tougher than before. Of course, thanks to her Phoenix Breathing Style, her body was already quite resistant to extreme temperatures, but this was her first time being exposed to something as immensely powerful as Sun Breathing. And needless to say, the experience was certainly raising the bar.

As Ryunosuke’s attack finally died down, Hinotora quickly sheathed her sword in order to free up her right hand to also grasp at the melting roofing, giving her some leverage to wrench the fingers of her other hand free of the mess they had gripped into with a sharp but quiet hiss of discomfort. Now clinging by her other hand, she silently shook out her rather more scalded hand, waiting for the feeling to come back to it with her Recovery Breathing.

What a reckless attack…! she mused internally, even as she acknowledged the probable necessity of it given the Upper Moon’s own assault. Doesn’t he have any concern for how much attention that might draw… or for collateral damage? Well, I suppose I can’t really blame him. The demon was the first to escalate to that scale…

Despite herself, Hinotora could help but be a bit begrudgingly dazzled. It was her first time witnessing Sun Breathing in its full glory, and she could say with certainty that she would be searing the sight into her memories to pick at later. Well… I suppose I can’t complain too much… She smiled lopsidedly, as she finished shaking out her left hand and hauled herself back up enough to see the rest of the roof. I did ask to be shown the ‘realm of the Strongest’, after all…

Yet… despite that mighty and impressive show of power, when Hinotora focused her gaze back on the battlefield, she felt a certain unease grow in her gut.

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“Excuse me? What the heck were you sayin’! Cuz I didn't hear any of that. If you're looking to kill cockroaches, the RentoKil HQ is right behind you, that building over there.” Ryunosuke smirked with full confidence despite all the pain he's feeling.

“Are you a Demon Lord or Pest Control?”

The onslaught only tore his kimono off, and that left him shirtless, with only his sarashi underwraps, covering his chest, Ryunosuke felt his stamina, exhausted.

“If that was supposed to be your best, you've only torn my clothes off, it's not even enough to kill an infant.” Ryunosuke gloated and went with his mocking more.

The Demon Slayer Mark was deactivated as it was clear that it ate a lot of his stamina, as his body’s filled with battle scars that he just breathed away with Total Concentration, as the wounds closed, preserving whatever he got left.

“I don't even need my mark to beat you.”

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That’s a lie.

The thought crystalized with a certainty that unnerved Hinotora. All of a sudden, the tiny ugly curdling in the pit of her gut became ominously realized with a sudden growing understanding of the situation’s reality. It was an all too familiar sensation that struck her now, as she peered at the seemingly outwardly unphased Sun Hashira. And yet, the longer she looked at him, the more she picked at the small details in his mein…

It’s a bluff...

She dared not voice the thought aloud, primarily for fear of the Upper Moon also picking up on what she had, even as her eyes widened with a fresh shot of adrenaline, a chill crawling down her spine despite the steaming air.

With her enhanced senses laser-focused on Ryunosuke’s now exposed physique, the Doctor in her paid far more attention to her physical state than the words tumbling arrogantly out of his mouth. The beading of sweat on his skin… The subtle heave of his shoulders and hitch in his breath between words, quiet gasps that pitched his voice in a way just slightly off from steadiness… And most poignantly of all… the deactivation of his Demon Slayer Mark… It all pointed to one dreadful conclusion.

But how is this possible…? The battle’s barely even begun, so how is he already running out of steam?!

Hinotora scowled in a combination of disbelief and frustration, as the answer stared her right in the face. With a kind of dreadful, terrible certainty, she suddenly realized exactly why the Sun Hashira, the man hailed as the “Strongest” of the living Demon Slayers, was truly in danger of losing his life in this battle, the reason why Takaya had given her the task of helping him. And the worst part of it all was…

It makes too much sense. Fuck me, that makes way too much sense! He's so powerful that his opponents usually die before he ever has to waste as much energy as he already has! All this time, he’s been riding along on raw power, counting on his opponents to fold immediately, rather than giving him an actual challenge! He’s like a body-builder, focusing on raw muscle at the expense of cardio! This guy-!

Hinotora’s teeth grit so tightly that they might have broken had she even an ounce less restraint.

He’s never actually experienced what it means to face a true worthy opponent, has he?! Or else, this flaw of his should have been obvious long ago!

She was going to have to intervene, Hinotora realized. Far sooner than she would have liked, she was going to have to get involved. Unless something changed the tide in Ryunosuke’s favor fast, the Demon Lord unleashing another attack of that scale would absolutely necessitate her interference. If this battle became a game of stamina, then Ryunosuke was already on the backfoot. Even if he managed to buy himself time to, well, breathe in both a literal and metaphorical sense, that he had already been forced to stop using his Demon Slayer Mark did not say promising things for the longevity of his performance.

Hinotora was borderline incredulous to see such a glaring flaw in the man lauded by so many as the pinnacle of Demon Slayers. The worst part to her was that it was a foundational flaw too. One of the first things any Demon Slayer learned about fighting demons was that they should never let it become a battle of stamina, because a demon would always win.

That’s part of why I developed the Phoenix Style, wasn’t it? To take away that advantage, to give a human the ability to compete with demons and avoid being simply outlasted. For me, that kind of strategy is fairly viable, but for almost anyone else? It’s nothing but irresponsibly reckless! And you’re telling me the so-called “Strongest” has such a glaring weakness?! How was this never addressed?! Could he truly be so arrogant?!

Her grip tightening on the still hot concrete of the rooftop’s edge, Hinotora resisted the urge to edge up a bit further, wary of attracting the Demon Lord’s attention just yet, as she braced her feet against the wall below, body tensed like a spring and ready to act. She resisted the urge to play her own hand further, even as she reevaluated her options and decided that the element of surprise was still worth preserving.

Come on, you blowhard. You always act like you think the sun shines out of your ass, so don’t you dare go down that easy! Surely there’s more to what makes you worthy of the title of Hashira than the bullshit of a Slayer Mark!

Even so, she couldn’t help but glance at her watch in trepidation, lips pursing tensely at the glare of 8:30 through the lens. Well… that just about settled the likely unfeasibility of dragging this battle out till sunrise as a win condition. Given that the sun had barely even finished setting at this time, a battle till sunrise with an Upper Moon would be akin to asking the impossible from even the Demon Slayer Corps’ strongest. It was the sort of legendary feat only attributable to the likes of the late Moon Hashira, and while Hinotora was at least confident in her ability to maintain her core stamina for that long, she didn’t anticipate the idea of spending the next twelve hours straight enduring the assault of an Upper Moon level demon without taking some kind of unacceptable injuries along the way.

In other words, there was no other option but to somehow finish this fight before the sun rose!

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Ryoshu..Ryoshu. I did not send you to be a playmate of Tsugikuni Yoriichi's descendant, nevertheless, you have my gratitude for this impulsive display, the last Sun Hashira before Kamado Ryunosuke was a lot more challenging. Go back to the Daikaku Shrine, seize the Blue Spider Lilies, if you can't, you might as well kidnap Daikaku Kōshin. No…bring me Daikaku Kōshin. Do not entertain insects. I want Intel on how exactly they are mass producing them.

The Demon King of Takamagahara, the sole progenitor of the Blood Moon Demons, resonated within Ryoshu, having seen his prized subordinate, Tsugikuni Michikatsu, the Demon King asserted with urgency towards their objective.

The Blue Spider Lily. Michikatsu reminisced on how even Muzan, his former Master, was so desperate to find it, that in itself is the shared longing for perfection that he ought to achieve.

Prioritizing objectives. If one fails to set sight on their ambition, then it's nothing more than fiction. Entertaining one's vanity will lead one's path astray. Do you understand that Ryoshu?

Michikatsu disengaged telepathic blood.

While his words were reprimanding, it was also empowering.

If word got out in the Criminal Underworld of Demons about the Daikaku Shrine and its vast coveted items, many other Progenitors would challenge my standing. Michikatsu thought to himself.

Progenitor. A term used by Devils aka Demon Kings, a Progenitor is someone who amasses their own demonic race, and as such, if a Progenitor dies, that demonic bloodline ends with them.

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A sudden shift in the air and Kairi paused a little, realizing that she is no longer dealing with the hypothetical archer alone. The sight of rainbow-like flames gave her pause as the swordplay felt familiar, intimately familiar.

Did he come up with the breathing style independently? Or he just skimmed her notes and used it as inspiration. It seems she needs to turn things up a notch.

‘Not here though.’ her mind chided as she used her first breathing to disappear before everyone’s eye. It is subtle as she makes her way to the demon’s blindspots maintaining a respectable distance that she can reach in an instant. Let everyone be distracted with the epic battles and techniques, she will land the decisive strike in a single swing.

She didn’t like using her peers as bait but a shinobi uses all tricks in her sleeves, no matter how detestable or unsavory. She will draw the line at letting them die though.

Kimetsu no Yaiba AU: Temen-ni-Guru (Arc 2)

@xAlter@Taka@Haha@Arminwraith
Collab Part 1

Ryunoko KeodisMuragarasu

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Jae-eun didn’t think, didn’t process anything but the demon using a Breathing Style, albeit it being modified. His body moved on instinct, stepping in front of Kousai. ”Dragon Breathing, Fourth Form: Imperial Castigation!” he thought, stepping into Koedis’s guard and striking upward with a palm strike to the radioactive demon’s jaw. With his free foot, he had kicked his naginata into the air from where it rested against the fence he was leaning on.

Spinning out of Keodis’s guard, he caught the naginata, turning to stand between the two combatants, demon slayer and demon. He slammed the butt of his naginata into the ground, his hearing picking up the sounds of movement from inside the onsen. “Yah… everyone please!” he said, smiling with a tired huff of air. “I said no fighting outside! It would be such a shame if the proprietress of this fine establishment were to intervene on our behalf!”

He turned his head to Kousai, eyes half closed in a too pleasant smile. “While I appreciate the enthusiasm, Agatsuma-dono, there are things we must consider before we try to rip each other to shreds!.”

"Her judgement will be at the hands of those who love Guen, not a demon.

The moment he finished his sentence, Keodis had already begun his attack. Kousai stood firm, his eyes watching the demon intently, knees bent slightly, every leg muscle tensed, and prepared to react. For a moment his perception rapidly sped up, the world slowing to a crawl in his eyes, watching every movement, calculating every counterattack, his body poised to strike out against Keodis.

Kousai gripped his katana tight, almost pulling it from its sheath, before the surprise of Jae-un intervening caught him.

"I don’t intend to kill him, but I refuse to hand Guen over to a demon. One who speaks of her being a mass murderer, and yet here is the pot calling the kettle black. I do not care for how you choose to repent for your own sins, but we will handle the sins of our own.”

Kousai would keep a calm demeanor as he stared down Keodis, before taking time to bow to Jae-un as an apology and acceptance that he would follow the man’s word if the other demon would do the same.

Landing from his jump, Keodis looks across the ground at the three faces looking at him. Jae-eun, at the forefront. Kousai, ready to spring into action. Muragarasu, impassively staring from the stoop of the onsen. He taps an index finger on the pommel of his blade, the asphalt under his feet bubbling slightly as radiation-induced heat melts the road tar holding the ground together. After a tense five seconds, he sighs, and sheaths the blade slowly, the rasp of sunsteel whispering like a broken promise. A genial smile is plastered on his face, but the absolute flatness of his normally expressive eyes speaks of his frustration at the situation.

”Fine, fine. A mile away it is. Far be it for me to spread the suffering, right? Not like her. Hmm… say, Kousai. If you truly feel like dying stupidly, would you be so inclined to follow along? I won’t stop at just this, you know? The shadow of what she’s done will be clinging to her harder than her vengeance for her husband. Of course, if she only played the game, she could have gotten her information, and even some help…”

He sighs, and shakes his head theatrically while laughing.

”But no, no, she just had to burn one more bridge. Shun her own kind, shun the helping hand of an old demon, and walk a lone path that’ll sputter out long before she reaches the feet of her brother’s murderer.”

Turning around, Keodis extricates his boots from the tar pits that his feet made. He starts to walk away, the sheath swaying behind him.

”I’m not joking, you know? The second she gets a mile away from the onsen? A blade is tasting blood.”

The onlooking eyes of a thousand old ravens gathered and at the ready weighed heavily upon the small ensemble of demons and slayers. Muragarasu had not expected to be outed so swiftly, nor with so many innocents being involved— but as the youth liked to say [shit happens]. Her irises burned crimson and the white of her sclera reddened as vessels of demonic blood rippled violently with sputtering of anger flowing through them.

”Organizational, familial, personal, all problems presented here and now, yet none shall involve the countless innocents that frequent my establishment or the streets that I watch over. You may collect your blood tithes, but do so elsewhere.”

The white and gray snout of a wolf squeezes its way out the paper door behind Mura, with only its head unveiling itself briefly with the same glowing red eyes as those many birds that spiraled above. A low guttural growl would reverberate within the creature’s throat, creating a frequency that vibrated the thin bamboo and oak that kept the door intact. The elder demon’s hand would float down gently before resting itself atop the canine’s head, scratching through the matted fur with pointed red fingernails as her unblinking eyes scanned each individual who opted to disregard the innocents of this road— there wouldn’t be any discrimination in the woman’s scrutiny and a sneer drew along her red painted lips.

”Spill blood if you’d like, paint the earth red with your bickering viscera. But know this, there is not a single thing that I cannot see, so with whatever powers you might cling to— tread carefully upon the small domain that I call my own. For this creature bites rarely, but when it does… the bite is always lethal.”

Jaeeun just threw his hands in the air in relief. He let out a sigh of exasperation. [color=red]”Great!” he thought. [color=red][i]”The pretty proprietress was a demon!”[/i[/color]] At least he got both Kousai and Keodis to wait before eviscerating each other and for Keodis to wait for Guen to be at least some distance away from the onsen. He turned to Mura and flashed a toothy smile.

“Thank you, kitsune-san!” he said. “It would’ve been such a shame to see this wonderful onsen reduced to rubble or a radioactive crater!” He subtly positioned his naginata behind him, failing spectacularly to hide the large polearm. “Since Keodis-san denied me a drink, perhaps you and I can share?” he offered, hoping to use the chance to isolate and eliminate a threat, or perhaps gain an ally.

”Perhaps one day, child. Kousai is the lone pup of your litter that I care for at the moment, but one day, when you wish to remove that awful mask of yours— maybe.” The proprietress remained hostile, if only for a moment though, she would offer the silver-tongued hashira a cursory glance and wink of her long-lashed eye.

But again, it was a fleeting expression that returned to a ferocious anger of a mother protecting her den.

Humming to himself while a block away, Keodis opens his phone back up.

”Ah, Petryov, my friend! I need you to draft a letter for me, then send it about 5 feet above the front door of the Torigoya Onsen. Alright, tell me when you’re ready.”

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To the lovely proprietess,
A thousand apologies for the conduct, but I believe we both know you would have done the same if our roles were reversed. As a means of apology (because we both know words are wind), I will offer you something rarely given. A boon. Any time, any situation, any issue. A one time, one use pass to any resource at my disposal. Anything, from monetary wealth, to the most protected information, to my physical hand in combat.

Your Unruly Counterpart in Information,
Keodis Verintichadaar, Former 7th Heaven, the Sunfury, the Western Dragon, Lord of Hiroshima, Regent of Western Tokyo, Patron of Arts Sanguine, Curator of the Muzan Era Daemonic Artifact Collection

Closing the phone, he listens for the telltale pop-whoosh of the spatial warp, then continues onwards to the border enforced by the proprietress.

Such is the scene that Xaku finds herself entering.
“... The Demon Slayer Corps has truly fallen far.”
Her voice is soft, but steely, her tone neutral. Yet, her eyes tell a different story. Cold, like a winter wind. The air seems heavier with her presence.
“I apologise, Muragarasu-san, but if what Ryūnoko-san said is true, then I cannot allow Tomioka Guen to walk away without answering for her crimes.”
Her eyes sweep across the rest of the Demon Slayers present. “Out of respect for Muragarasu-san, I will allow you to leave so long as Tomioka Guen remains behind.”

Kousai only watched as the demons conversed with each other. Jae-un, having stopped the fight for now, was one of the few he trusted and that was as far as he could throw him. The one that truly surprised him was Mura, a woman that he had met several times and could say that held respect for. Confusion spread through his mind on how to feel but, he figured they would get a chance to talk after this.
"Keodis, was it? Lead the way. There’s something about you that annoys me beyond the norm. This is a fight I’ll gladly take. Jae-un, Mura, do me a favor, watch over Guen, and let my sister know where I’ve gone. It’s rare I get to test myself against an Upper Moon.”
Kousai reached down to touch the hilt of his brother’s katana, his mind at ease again. The one thing he wanted in this world was to end the demon menace. The few that helped the Corp were the exception, but even they walked on thin ice. Keodis, on the other hand, was not on that list as to the Rumble Hashira that demon was one of the worst. The context clues were enough for Kousai to realize who Keodis, a demon so dangerous that towns could be evaporated in an instant, formally was. In his mind, this demon couldn’t be trusted.
Once they began their walk, Kousai would stare at Keodis, watching every step, calculating every move from what he saw earlier, and analyzing the demon down to the minutia.

Bleach - Resonant Souls

@LadyAnnaLee@BladeSS4@Sho Minazuki

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Rei looked around her, Bakuto's the only one so far.

Seeing how things as is, she figured, returning the earnest favor.

Pound for pound, blow for blow, as is for Kido, Rei observed for the time being as how things panned out. Catching them like she used to, isn't going to work, it's as if they're multiplying, or they're just that many.

She fired. "Sho!" Thrice.

After that. "Byakurai!" Assistive follow up to what Sara has thrown.

Rei found the situation to be pesky, frustrated to what's happening, she remained calm to try and analyze the situation.

She gets into stance, preparing another Sho.

Kimetsu no Yaiba AU: Temen-ni-Guru (Arc 2)

Kimetsu no Yaiba AU: Temen-ni-Guru (Arc 2)

Don't worry about posting order, we move at a reasonable pace, I'm lenient, I figured I lay it here to avoid confusion.

You judge your posting order, based on your group.

Don't be confused, I got your back.

Daikaku Event
@13org@Digmata@JrVader@TimelessParagon@JrVader@Lewascan2

Torigoya Event
@Haha@King Kindred@Randomguy@xAlter@Aku the Samurai@Taka

Kimetsu no Yaiba AU: Temen-ni-Guru (Arc 2)

@Randomguy@King Kindred@Aku the Samurai@Haha@Taka

Guen @Torigoya Onsen — Not a GM Post

Guen showed typical indifference to the situation & made Miyuki unconscious, she laid her safely near a soft yet rocky pavement. Sighing from the inconveniences, in consecutive events, her expression alone was telling. Guen wished to not fight her comrades, perhaps a degree of sentimentality still lingered.

However, being Guen & her unstable actions lately, she threatened the group with the spilling of her Marechi blood. She broke the ice at gunpoint – having everyone at said pointblank position. She ignored the presence of Kousai, treating him as a Kyoto insignificant nobody. Guen's focus was towards Himari & Tenko, whom she just wanna have a chat with.

Still, threatening them with her spilled marechi blood, strongly implied the actions that may attract Demons to their location. Be it within or outside, the bloodtrail is something that can be smelled at a 10 meter radius.

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Guen sighed from all the misgivings & frustration that led up to her current path & she knew full well that she cannot back down. She internalized the amount of crap that she committed, all for the sake of vengeance. It was all for Hikaru & their child that died by miscarriage.

She hates the current system, just like any other comic book or movie, people are either idealistic or sucking up to the status quo. Guen hates the fact that she's told many times to not pursue Upper Moon 2 by Takaya, as it was too personal. Given a choice to just be silent and that's it, and it's all because she's a Hashira & must set an example for the younger generation and those below her.

She abandoned it all, for the sake of avenging the future she could've had as it was stolen from her.

She hated being restrained and confined by ethical due process.

She hated Takaya for seemingly not caring enough about Hikaru's death.

She hated that, all must have it's due time, when she can just force it.

Just like fiction, Guen felt as if justice was not being given to her.

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"I did not come here to be chastised nor turn myself in, and I find it rather late to be remorseful of my actions." She laid out a frustrated sigh as cold air came out of her mouth.

"I cannot turn back now, especially, I've determined Hikaru's killer." She looked at Himari intensively.

"Spare me your idealistic preaching. I don't wanna hear any of it, I'm sure your brother would've done everything in his power to avenge me as well, if fates were switched." Guen gets ahead of herself with the assumption of people will just kept telling her to do the right thing and that's by letting go.

"I'm disappointed in you Himari. If you truly loved your brother, you would've at least grinded day and night, searching for his killer." She raised her voice, as her nails, sinked in her skin, and her arms bleeding.

"It pains me to the core that the Demon Slayer Corps aren't doing their best efforts, finding the locations of each member of the Yatsuchizuki. Cuz if we did, there's so much lives that didn't have to be sacrificed."

"While I regret what I've become, I will not stop until Hikaru is avenged, only then I will answer for my sins."

Guen spilled the beans.

"Blood Moon 2, Demon Lord Rikyo. The leader of the Shinrikyo Faith. One of the biggest cults here in Japan, located not too far from Funachi, it's said that he targets women and children."

"Consort 4, Yuwaku Reiha, of the Funeral Parlor. This was the last case Hikaru undertook."

"Ever wondered why there's so much disappearances lately? It's because of them."

"I am not here for a pity party, I'm here to get the job done. That's all I have to say, whether you wanna assist me in killing said Demon Lord and his Consort, that's entirely up to you. What about it.. Himari...Tenko."

Guen in her rogue era, had been doing a lot of work, even if it involved unethical methods.

With her blood spilled, only time will tell if Demons would be drawn by it.