Entering the fray

"Huh?"

Seated within a small dojo, a handsome pale skinned man dressed in a black suit and white pants couldn't help but frown all of a sudden, while the wine cup in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously.

Looking into the distance, he could sense an energy wave far powerful than anything he had ever felt before and yet it felt oddly familiar to him.

Snapping his fingers, two figures suddenly materialised out of the shadows and prostrated before him in fear and respect.

"You call for us, Lord Muzak…" One of the figures spoke, a demonised woman with short dark hair, pale skin, and dressed in an orange Komodo and dark over cloak, while her partner was a grey skinned male demon with short dark hair who wore a dark green komodo and large beads around his neck like a monk.

His eyes were closed and the two eyeballs within his palm squirmed in their sockets as if they wanted to burst out.

"Susamaru, Hanabi…there are two matters I want you to take care off for me. The first is, there's a young demon slayer with a scar on his forehead who wears hanafuta earrings. I want you to bring me his head. The second is a lost artifact that I want you to retrieve for me…

It current location is the Asakusa mountain range. I'm sure you'll be able to recognise it once you're in range."

The young man known as Muzan spoke, while his emotionless red ruby irises condescendingly glanced towards the two figures before him.

"Here.." He then picked up two small bowls on the table and brought it close to him, before he used his fingernails to slash through the skin on his forearm, as his blood spurted out into the two cups before him and pushed it to both of them.

"Thank you Lord Muzan!!"

The both of them bowed solemnly, picked up the bowls and ceremoniously drank from it.

*BANG!*

The next moment, a fiery wave of energy burst out of their bodies, as veins materialised on their forearms and face, while both of them relished in their newfound power.

"I don't need to remind you of what will happen if you fail me.."

"Yes!!!"

Both of them responded solemnly, and none of them even dared to look him in the eye as both of them cowered in the face of his overwhelmingly destructive aura.

"You may go now.."

He waved a finger, and both of them nodded solemnly and disappeared as fast as they had appeared.

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Sitting within a small dojo, three figures conversed, while they drank from cups of tea.

"To be honest, it's absolutely fascinating that a demon like Nezuko does not need blood for sustenance. Even after all my experiments, Jushiro and I still require sustenance from human blood, although we don't kill for it."

A beautiful pale skinned woman dressed in a flowery komodo smiled towards a youth in demon slayer uniform and a green pattered cloak who had a sword strapped to his waist and a scar on his forehead.

His wine coloured hair was the same as his irises which glowed in iridescence while a large smile hung on his face.

"For this I'll have to thank Mr. Urokodaki's efforts. Without him, Nezuko and I would've probably met out end out there. He taught me everything I know and for that I'll forever be grateful to him.."

The wine haired youth spoke with a small smile, while the woman and the young man beside her sighed.

"You have a kind heart, Tanjiro. People like you are rare in this world. I hope you'll forever be able to keep that beautiful smile on your face forever."

The woman patted his hair gently, while his cheeks reddened.

Meanwhile, the young white haired pale skinned youth beside the woman fumed in jealousy, seeing the interaction between his love and the young demon slayer.

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Meanwhile within that same city, at the top of a rather tall building, a figure stood engulfed in shadows, while a malevolent aura filled the entire rooftop.

Walking into the light, the silver haired youth dressed in a black and white kimono with tattoos around his body wore a malicious smile on his face, as wine coloured energy bubbled around his figure.

'To think after 5000 years, the warring states filled with immensely powerful beings would now be occupied by a bunch of worms.

To think the previous beautiful word would become a hiding place for garbage..'

He let out an exasperated and looked into the distance, watching children playing around and walking along their parents.

'Peace has reigned for far too long, making all the inhabitants of the world soft and fragile. This world now needs to be plunged in chaos, it needs to be cleansed…'

Sukuna, fingernails grew sharp all of a sudden, while his crazed smile widened, like a wolf ready to jump into a flock of sheep to tear and destroy, he was ready, ready to cleanse the world of the filth and to shape it into whatever he wanted it to.

"This world and its inhabitants would once more remember the name and terror of Ryoumen Sukuna!! Hahaha!!"

Stretching out his arms in tandem, Sukuna charged his cursed technique, Cleave and Dismantle. The main cursed technique with which he cemented his name and strength in the annals of history as the King of Curses.

Cleave, a technique which involved utilising negative energy in the most refined way possible, creating invisible slashes that can adjust and adapt to the toughness and power of the target and cut them down in one fell swoop.

Dismantle on the other hand was rather simple to use and did not require as much finesse as Cleave. Being another slashing attack, it could cut through inanimate objects, targeting their very weak points and destroying them almost instantly in a split second.

Readying himself, the king of curses tensed his lower body, ready to blast off and wreak havoc when he stopped suddenly and looked towards another direction.

"Oh?"

A surprised expression materialised on his face, before he raised a brow in deep thought.

Still looking into the distance, another pair of eyes materialised underneath his aqua blue ones and glared into the direction as well.

'What an astounding amount of negative energy..truly impressive…'

He thought to himself, before he let out a small smile and blasted off the top of the building, leaping into the sky with unprecedented agility.

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