“I am a good person…I can be a good person…”
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𝘼 𝙉𝙚𝙬 𝘼𝙜𝙚…𝘼 𝙉𝙚𝙬 𝘽𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙
{21st Century Event}
Time…was a concept Hanzō had to reconsider. His demon abilities was his greatest asset he provided to the Demon Slayers.
But now…they are curse to him again. He didn’t think he had it, but he manage +
“I see, well this friend of is in good hands. That I know.”
He smiled and sipped on his coffee.
“Thanks for the coffee.”
He walked over to a table and sat down.
* gave one last pat to Sparky. Once her sword and his weapons disappeared into the small bag, he zipped it closed and stood up.
“Okay boy, go hide. I’ll call you if we need help.”
Sparky gave a happy bark, then ran off into the dark alley.
He nodded and Sparky moved over, sitting down in front of her. The dog wagged it’s tail happily as she pet him.
“Originally, I would just stash the bag somewhere out of sight. Then a about a year ago, I found this puppy trying to chew the bag.”
He smiled and +
Her eyes widened.
"Omg..." She crouched. "Can I pet?" She was in complete awe.
She then put her sword in the bag.
She knew it'd be safe there.
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“Oh, cream and two sugars. I only take it black when it’s early in the morning.”
He could see what he never left, it would be hard to travel in daylight. The safest option was to remain here.
He heard someone running behind him. Curiosity won him over, and he turned around to see who it was.
He walked in and waited for him.
“So, did you stay here? After Corps disbanded?”
He didn’t say too much, seeing as they were in a public space now.
“For me, I traveled…see what the world had to offer.”
+ of flipping through books, looking for the blood demon art Inosuke described.
Hours later, and many books later…nothing. Hanzō had fallen asleep and Kenji rubbed his eyes.
“̶I got nothing…there is nothing in here that describes what you saw…”̶
Kenji started doing write down everything he said, every little detail.
“̶Okay, this should help. All the books have a visual image, so grab a book and started looking.”̶
Hanzō nodded, pulling an extra hair for Inosuke and sat down. Hanzō and Kenji started the long process +
~ He spoke with broad motions of his hands.
"You know, like this! It was like this!"
More hand gestures, that would only make sense to him.
"There were too many. At some point, I think I got trapped... then I felt like I was falling. And I landed here."
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“I am inmune to the sun, but I’m deathly allergic to wisteria. I can’t even touch that’s stuff, let alone come near it.”
They continued their path to the cafe.
“I figured I would have some demon qualities, just not immortality.”
+ is seeing my best friend being pulled into the earth…”
Kenji closed his book, walked over to the shelf and grabbed a large set of books
“̶Well…it’s sounds like an earth demon, so we’ll start with that.”̶
+ you remember that night? You were there when it happened.”̶
Hanzō sighed and grabbed one of the books, flipping through the pages.
“I barely remember that night…it’s getting harder for me to recall memories. They all seem to merge with one another now…all I remember +
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Hanzō smiled and placed his hand on his shoulder.
“I have an important job for you. I need you to remember what happened that night you were trapped. Describe the blood demon art that was used to send you here.”
Kenji looked confused and looked at Hanzō.
“̶But Hanzō…surely +
~ All that knowledge, so close yet so far...
"You wrote it all down? Every single demon?"
He cast a glance at the book Kenji was examining, a hand shooting out to tap at the only character he recognized.
"Ah! I know that one! It says 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯!"
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+ him back out of the hall of glass cases. Kenji was in a library, reading over a book.
“In my travels, I’ve recorded every demon and every blood demon art I encountered. With any luck, your ticket to get you home is here.”
“That’s what I plan to do, I promise you. I’m getting you home no matter what, you being here is dangerous.”
He helped him to his feet, trying to get ahold of his friend.
“All I know is the past, the future is what you make it. So make it a good one.”
He smiled and lead +
~ "Stop telling me about my life! I'm the one who decides how it goes!"
He didn't realize how tightly he gripped the other's wrist. His panic showed even in the boar's eyes.
"I don't... I don't wanna be here anymore. You gotta send me back."
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+ instantly opened up.
“We can put weapons in his bag. It’s my blood demon art, and endless bag not the dog.”
+ and smiled softly, the dog ran to him and licked his face.
“Hey Sparky, did you miss me?”
The dog panted happily, then tilted its head at Moriko.
“She is a friend, a good friend. Look, I need you hold some stuff for me.”
He barked, then sat down. The bag +
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Before he walked of to the front door, he realized he still had some weapons on him. He whistled loudly, and moments later a medium sized dog ran out from behind a dumpster.
It was a light brown and white Shiba Inu, with a small bag strapped to its back. Hanzō knelt down and +
She frowned.
People idolizing demons? She never thought such a thing was possibly...
She then looked down. Well, the reason why she became 40% demon was because she thought they were cool... and additionally was manipulated by them into believing it'd be fun.
+
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+ do anything to become one. They go out in the sunlight for them for errands, sometimes they would willingly let them feed on them…all in the hopes to turn into a demon.”
He parked his bike and took off his helmet.
“In short, they are bunch of crazy people.”
“Some…unorthodox things. Like…feeding. But the feeding is voluntary, many of this demons have Familiars.”
He turned into an alley, and saw a line of people. Music could be heard from outside.
“Familiars are humans that fantasize about becoming demons, and will +
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