Main Character's Aura
[3rd POV]
(Kanae Kocho)
"Fuck!"
Such profanity rarely left the pretty lips of Kanae Kocho. But if one looked at the situation she was in, they would no doubt understand her and say her curse was justified.
And what exactly was the situation she found herself in?
Well, she was surrounded by a few dozen or so high-level demons. That alone would give any Hashira a run for their money but to make matters worse, there was a lower moon leading them.
Fortunately for her, the lower moon was ranked fifth, which meant that the demon was one of the weakest even among the lower moon demons. She knew this from the kanji number 5 (五) etched in his left eye.
Nevertheless, it was a very problematic situation that she found herself in.
"You have no hope of getting out of this alive. You will die and I will feast on your corpse before I bring your head to 'him'." the lower moon said while watching from a safe distance. The demon was a coward.
"And he will reward me with his blood for a job well done." the lower moon said with ecstasy. Was it normal for demons to get hard when revealing their evil plan? she thought to herself when she saw the tent in his pants.
She wanted to bleach her eyes when she saw that.
She moved with the grace of a dancer and the elegance of a painter while dodging the attacks coming from all the demons around her. The sound of her sword fending them off was the only thing rining in the surroundings other than the nasty growls of the demons.
She was tired.
She had been investigating the demon for almost a week now and it was filled with exhausting work because the demon was smart and deliberately destroying her mentally before ambushing her.
Honestly, Kanae wondered how Seiji did all those investigation missions so easily. When he was active, they never had to worry about such jobs.
"Stop moving damnit!!" one demon screamed and lunged at her with reckless abandon. She smiled seeing that.
Finally, it was the opening she was waiting for. It was a mistake from the enemy which she planned to take full advantage of.
"Flower Breathing : Fourth Form." the world turned pink and flowers started coming to life.
"Crimson Hanagoromo." her blade became a beautiful flower that curved and twisted in itself. The demon tried to block her slash but it simply curved into the opening and sliced his head off.
The splash of demonic blood and the trail of her blade creates the image of a blooming flower. The demons nearby paused as a sweet smell assaulted their senses. They were momentarily awed by the scene, Kanae at that moment looked like an angel.
She smiled. She can manage this.
"Flower Breathing : Fifth Form." her arm became loose, dangling like a new plant, a young flower. That was until it burst into action and painted beautiful curves of nine slashes.
Flowers bloomed, and her movement was poetry in motion, the best of grace. In one single instance when demons drew breath, nine heads fell. Blood splattered violently but strangely enough, not a drop touched her, as if the world was careful to not stain her beauty.
It was violence at its most beautiful.
Beauty at its most cruel.
"Peonies of futility." she whispered before the demons dissipated.
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"What the hell are you guys doing!! Go!! Attack her before she kills anyone else!!" The lower moon was the first to escape from the trance.
Kanae exhaled sharply, blowing her bangs up before she engaged against the demons once more. After that, there was no more opening she could take advantage of.
Flower Breathing relied a lot on the eyes of the user. In a sense, it was basically Seiji's normal fighting style but watered down.
The user fought best when they could focus on one enemy instead of multiple since they didn't have special eyes like Seiji who could process and focus on multiple opponents at once.
A pair of eyes could only focus on one enemy at a time.
So with no more openings, Kanae was slowly pushed back.
The lower moon also joined the fight a few times which made her defeat even quicker. But the lower moon never engaged in a long fight, fearing that she might have a trump card.
...which she did.
'Do I really need to use that?' she thought to herself. She was referring to the final form of Flower Breathing that could enhance the user's eyes so that they could see in slow motion.
However, the technique could cause the rupture of blood vessels in the eyes and cause partial blindness so it was a risky technique that she preferred not to use.
If she used it, she would no doubt win this confrontation or at least assure her survival. But she was still hesitant to do so, hoping she would find a better way out of this.
'Seiji...' the image of a purple boy appeared in her mind and she immediately became flustered and embarrassed. She almost lost focus and allowed a demon to slash at her.
It was understandable, after all, it was shameful that she was hoping for help from him even though she was supposed to be his senior.
She couldn't help it. If someone was always there to have your back for so many times, you would naturally start relying on it.
And Seiji had always been there for her. Every single time some trouble emerged in her life, he was there to save her.
This was because Seiji - knowing that Kanae would be in danger soon according to canon - was fully focused on her. Whenever she was on a mission, he would also remain close to her and immediately rush to her when she was in need, fearing that it would be her end.
He did this to other Hashiras too but he gave his everything when it came to her.
This had been happening for almost a year now, ever since she turned 17. Which was the year when she would encounter Douma and die according to the canon timeline.
It was this exact care that Seiji showed which made her eventually fall for him. Which by the way, she still hadn't accepted yet.
It was impossible for a virgin girl to not fall in love when a man showed her such care and attention. For no particular reason as well from Kanae's perspective. She was fine till the fourth time he helped her but from then on, he slowly grew in her heart.
Such protectiveness really tickled her femininity. There was no way else to put it.
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She shook her head, dispersing all thoughts because the claws of one demon came too close to her liking. It was lucky that they didn't have tricky blood demon art.
She took a sharp breath and leapt back to create distance. She brought her sword close to her chest and her posture changed.
A sudden stillness fell in the air and even the demons stopped.
Every instinct collectively screamed out, danger.
Kanae blinked. She was just about to use the final form of Flower Breathing but was left confused, the breathing technique never had such weight before. Was it really her?
No. It couldn't be her because she felt the danger too, like something stronger than all of them combined was watching them.
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It was then that they heard a sharp whistle. It was the sound of a blade cutting through the atmosphere like butter. Unbothered by the laws of physics, it flew straight at them.
Thunder followed.
*BOOOOOOM!!!!!*
Then a long sword, the colour of purple planted itself on the ground, separating Kanae from the groups of demons.
The ground shook and the force stirred up a cloud of smoke. But even when the dust settled, no one moved an inch. Even the demons stopped.
It was as if the blade had created an invisible line separating Kanae from the demon. The two groups were in different dimensions entirely.
The demons were evil and violent, yet even they didn't dare cross the invisible line. They stared at the sword which was planted on the ground.
'Evil Demon' the demon's read the kanji on the sword. The letters seem to call out to them.
'Destroyer.'
"...."
"That's...another Hashira!" the lower moon gasped and looked in every direction rapidly, afraid that someone would ambush him too.
"It's a long sword. It's purple." one of the demons said and shrunk back in fear.
Demons were as smart as any human. The only difference was that they were more aggressive and they had supernatural powers.
So like any human society, rumours also spread amongst the demons. Everyone knew whose blade that was. The long katana and the purple colour made it unique from every other sword.
Seiji Shigan. He was the most dangerous Hashira because he had no weakness, unlike the others. He also had the ability to pinpoint any ticks used by demons.
Terrorizing a village used to be the most efficient way to live for a demon and only the very top demons were able to enjoy this privilege. But now, no one ever wanted to do it. No one wanted to control or terrorize a village.
Because if you did, the purple Hashira would come to your village, find out instantly any tricks or manipulation you used and he would hunt you in the daylight. You cannot hide.
Hiding was not the best way to survive anymore, running was. Your best survival was trying to run from the now fastest Hashria.
Because you couldn't hide from the purple Hashira.
And it was said that the Hashira was the most brutal demon slayer of all. They said it was because he was deaf and he couldn't hear you begging, screaming, or crying. He was absolutely ruthless.
The cruellest one is the Deaf Hashira.
Beware of the Deaf Hashira.
Run from the Purple.
The Sun is kinder than the long sword.
At least, that's how the rumours went.
So they knew him, they knew Seiji Shigan. Of course, they would know him, after all, he had completed more missions than most of the Hahsiras that ever existed in just two years. Such a massacre would not go unnoticed by the demons.
"He is still far away. He is kilometres away!!" the lower moon suddenly exclaimed after checking the scent in the air.
"Kill that btich quickly!!" the lower moon commanded.
After hesitating once more, the demons attacked Kanae again but this time, they were not able to push her back anymore.
Their spirit was already beaten and they fought with eyes on their back, fearing that the purple one would reach them by now. Their main concern was on escape routes instead of the Kanae.
On the other hand, Kanae fought with everything she could, without conserving energy to prolong the fight because she knew Seiji would reach her soon.
Half a minute passed.
"Wait!! How is he already this close!" the lower moon suddenly said after catching a scent in the air again. Seiji used Thunder Breathing so he easily covered the distance.
Now the lower moon was panicked, "Run!!"
They turned around and were about to run and escape from different directions but it was all too late.
Because by the time they decided to run...
...the hilt of the long sword already found a hand.
"Esoteric Art : Breathing Styles." a cold whisper. The only sound.
"Storm Breathing (Water+Wind+Thunder) : First Form."
"Tempest Fury."
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Maybe it would've been better to die by the beautiful flower breathing because what came next was the most violent way a demon could die.
Their body splattered throughout the forest, torn apart, blown apart before everything else was ripped and minced.
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[Demon Image and please add waifu image JONTY]
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Author : Although it's monday, I can't do extra chapter because I have been doing double update for the last two days. But I still want stones andUGLIf we somehow reach 1000 stones I will do the impossible and cough out extra chapter.
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