A New World

Akira's head was pounding as he slowly opened his eyes. Everything was blurry at first, but as his vision cleared, he realized that he was in a dark forest. He had no idea how he got there, or even who he was.

Panic set in as Akira struggled to remember anything about himself or his life. But try as he might, he couldn't recall a single detail. It was like his memories of his past had been wiped clean while he still remembered vaguely about a strange fiction in his past which is quite bizarre, to say the least.

He stumbled through the forest, his legs shaky and unsteady. After what felt like hours, he finally stumbled upon a group of people gathered around a campfire. They looked up as he approached, their eyes narrowing as they took in his disheveled appearance.

"What are you doing out here?" one of them asked, his hand on his sword.

Akira swallowed hard, his mind racing. He knew he couldn't tell them the truth. That he had somehow been transported to a new world with no memory of his past. They would never believe him.

"I...I don't remember," Akira said, his voice shaking. "I don't remember anything."

The demon slayers exchanged glances, suspicion etched on their faces. But after a moment, one of them stepped forward, his expression softening.

"Come sit with us," he said. "We'll get you something to eat."

Akira gratefully accepted the offer, taking a seat by the fire. As the demon slayers chatted amongst themselves, Akira tried to piece together what little information he could gather. They were demon slayers, that much he knew. And they were fighting demons that roamed the land.

Over the next few days, Akira stayed with the demon slayers, slowly learning about this new world he had found himself in. He kept his true identity a secret, afraid of what would happen if they found out. But as he watched them fight, saw the bravery and determination in their eyes, he knew he wanted to help.

He started to train with them, honing his skills and learning how to fight demons. It was a steep learning curve, but he was determined to prove himself. And as he fought alongside the demon slayers, he began to feel like he had found a purpose. A new life in this strange world.

Akira might not remember where he came from, but he knew one thing for sure: he was here now, and he was going to make the most of it.

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Aoi Kanzaki's POV

Aoi Kanzaki watched with curiosity as the newcomer stumbled into their camp. She was one of the more observant demon slayers and she could tell that something was off about him. He looked lost and confused, his eyes darting around as if he was seeing the world for the first time.

As one of the more senior demon slayers, Aoi took it upon herself to help the newcomer. She approached him, her hand on her sword, ready to strike if he proved to be a threat.

"What are you doing out here?" she asked, her tone firm.

The man looked up at her, his eyes wide with fear. "I...I don't remember," he said. "I don't remember anything."

Aoi frowned. She had heard of demons that could erase people's memories, but she had never seen it happen before. She decided to give the newcomer the benefit of the doubt and invited him to join them.

Over the next few days, Aoi watched as the newcomer trained with them. He was clumsy at first, but he had a determination in his eyes that impressed her. She could tell that he was hiding something, but she didn't how to push the issue. They had all been through their fair share of trauma and it wasn't her place to pry.

As they fought demons together, Aoi found herself drawn to the newcomer. There was something about him that intrigued her. He was brave and loyal, always putting himself in harm's way to protect the others. She couldn't help but admire him.

As Aoi watched the newcomer fight alongside them, she couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him. He was skilled in combat and had quickly proven himself to be a valuable member of their team.

However, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about him. He still seemed to be holding back, as if he was hiding something from them. Aoi knew that he had told her that he didn't remember anything, but she couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story.

One day, as they were training, Aoi decided to confront him. She approached him, her sword drawn, and demanded to know the truth.

"Who are you, really?" she asked, her voice cold and stern.

The newcomer hesitated for a moment, as if trying to come up with a lie. But then he seemed to deflate, and he looked at her with a sad expression.

"I'm not from this land," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Aoi's eyes widened in surprise. She had suspected as much, but it doesn't really matter where he came from, she just don't like someone hiding something behind her back. She lowered her sword, suddenly feeling more at ease.

"Then where are you from?" she asked, her voice softening.

The newcomer hesitated again, as if weighing his options. But then he seemed to come to a decision, and he spoke.

"I don't know," he said. "All I remember is waking up in a strange place, with no memory of who I am or where I came from. And then I found myself here, with you all."

Aoi could see the pain and confusion in his eyes, and she felt a pang of sympathy. She didn't know how he had ended up in their land, but she could tell that he was just as lost as they were.

"Well, you're one of us now," she said, sheathing her sword. "And we'll help you figure things out. We're a team, after all."she said, still with a cold tone.

The newcomer looked at her, his eyes filled with gratitude. Aoi couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the small smile that appeared on his face.

As they continued to fight demons together, Aoi couldn't help but wonder what other secrets the newcomer was hiding. But for now, she was content to have him by their side, fighting alongside them as they protected their companionship from the demons that threatened to destroy it

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3rd person's POV

On one tranquil morning Akira saw Aoi surrounded by the other demon slayers, she seems to be orderig them to complete their tasks. At that moment their gaze met, then Akira nodded at her.

Aoi nodded back in acknowledgement, " Sit down quetly and listen."she said while pointing at a spot among their group.

The newcomer nodded in understanding as Aoi explained the mission of their group. She spoke about how they were tasked with collecting rare herbs for the Insect Hashira, who used them to create medicines and poisons to fight against demons.

"That's quite a responsibility," the newcomer said, his eyes widening in surprise. "So the Insect Hashira is the one in charge of making all the medicines and poisons for your organization?"

Aoi nodded, impressed by his quick grasp of the situation. "Yes, she's one of the strongest members of our group, and she's highly respected for her skills in medicine and combat."

The newcomer looked surprised. "She? The Insect Hashira is a woman?"

Aoi smiled. "Yes, her name is Shinobu Kocho, and she's a force to be reckoned with. She's known for her use of poison and her ability to control insects."

The newcomer looked thoughtful. "It sounds like she's a valuable asset to your team."

Aoi nodded. "She is, but she's also a bit...unpredictable. She has a playful personality, but she can be ruthless when it comes to fighting demons."

The newcomer chuckled. "I see. Well, I'm sure she's good at what she does, even if she is a little strange."

Aoi laughed, feeling a sense of camaraderie with the newcomer. It was refreshing to have someone new to talk to, especially someone who seemed to understand the weight of their responsibilities.