☁︎︎ Third POV

With the extra help of Kanao, Zenitsu, and Inosuke, everyone was back on their feet, fighting and chipping away at Muzan's health. Everyone had to collectively ignore Y/n's crazy smile and laughs, seeing how if they focused on it, it made them uncomfortable.

Muzan wasn't doing too well. At this point in the battle, he was being cut up left and right, even getting kicked in the head every once in a while by Y/n. He couldn't get a decent hit on anyone, not even Y/n and he was being the most reckless out of everyone with his fighting style.

Muzan gritted his teeth in anger as he felt Y/n cut out his nape and Gyomei dissipate his ribs. Of course, he can grow it back, but for some reason it took a little bit more energy than before. Getting annoyed with the situation, Muzan let his tendrils go all of the place, launching a large scale attack.

There was a loud bang as the ground beneath Muzan cracked. His tendrils were like sharp whips as they hit everyone who was coming after him. The slayers were scattered around the area bloodied, bruised, and cut up with no regeneration.

Everyone was knocked out, except for Kanao and Y/n. They were all bloody to no end, leaking out as if it was oil in the ocean. Some crashed into buildings, some crashed into the ground heavily. There was just so many bodies.

"Y-Y/n!" Kanao breathed out as she fell to the floor next to the male and held onto him.

Y/n had his hands on his face as blood seeped through his fingers. His blade was next to him, as the edges were chipped and ragged. The blood came form Y/n's eyes. The massive attack from Muzan had slashed at Y/n's leg and across his face, making him unable to see. He lost his eyesight.

Y/n hissed out in pain as he clawed as his cheeks to get rid of the pain on his eyes. He couldn't see physical figures but he did see the outline aura of everyone. He couldn't help but smile to himself, but Kanao didn't see since he was covering his lower face.

The heavy footsteps were heard as Kanao looked up. Her eyes widened in fear as she clung onto Y/n tighter. Muzan approached the two slayers, a disappointed and unsatisfied look on his face. Kanao trembled where she was sitting, as Y/n slightly turned his head to where Muzan was.

Muzan raised his arm, ready to kill Y/n and Kanao right then and there. However, he was unable to when a wall of fire appeared in front of him, cutting off his arm as he did so. His eyes slightly widened seeing the familiar fire. He turned to the side and saw that a certain burgundy haired male carried Y/n and Kanao off to the side.

"Tanjiro... Tanjiro..." Kanao stuttered as tears filled her eyes.

"You're late, Tanjiro," Y/n chuckled out.

"I apologize," Tanjiro said simply, as he gave Y/n his blade that he was able to grab. He also gave Kanao, who he was carrying to a Kakushi nearby, "Take care of her."

"Y-Yes! Of course!" The Kakushi stated.

"H-Huh? What about Y/n? Y/n is in no position to fight! He can't even see!" Kanao stuttered in worry.

Y/n let out a laugh as he staggered to stand up straight, "Kanao... I may be blind now, but I have the colored world, I still have my limbs and head on tact, I'm going to fight till the end."

Kanao felt tears run down her cheeks, "Y/n... Tanjiro..."

Y/n used Tanjiro's shoulder to help him stand up. He was slumped over a bit, but straighten his back as he noticed that Muzan was coming this way. Y/n could help but giggle to himself and raise a brow as he watched Muzan step closer to him and Tanjiro.

"You both look... positively terrible..." Muzan stated, "... Kamado Tanjiro, L/n Y/n."

"Funny how you were the one who did this to us, huh?" Y/n taunted a bit as he spun his blade, keeping his smile.

Muzan narrowed his eyes at Y/n, "Taunting the opponent? Doesn't seem very heroic of you."

Y/n only shrugged, "I never said I was hero nor a villain. Heh, it's funny to see people scramble to see which side I'm on."

"It's hard to tell which one of us is the true demon, doesn't it? I mean look at you both, you can both pass as a demon if you wanted to. You both make my skin crawl in disgust..."

Tanjiro's eyes sharpened at the sight of Muzan, "Let's finish this... Muzan..."

Y/n spun his blade again as his smile widened, "I can't wait to slaughter you..."

Tanjiro readied his blade as Y/n got in a fighting stance. Muzan furrowed his brow in anger. He raised his arms, that have healed, and sent tendrils towards the two slayers that dare to challenge him on their own.

Fire, smoke and clouds danced around Muzan, cutting at him, making him bleed. However, the wounds always healed, but that didn't stop Y/n and Tanjiro to keep cutting away at him.

Y/n covered Muzan's back, slashing at his tendrils and spine so that Tanjiro would have a better chance in the front. The two worked together effortlessly and efficiently, perks of sticking together for so long.

Muzan couldn't get a grip on any weak points the duo had. Whenever he did on one, the other would always cover for it, protecting each other from him. It irritated him to no end. As he fought, he could see the silhouette of his past lover and Yoriichi.

"... A ghost!" Muzan shouted to himself, seeing the blank face of Yoriichi and the warm smile of his past lover. It hurt him to see his lover like that, while the reincarnation had turned insane.

Muzan couldn't hit, couldn't harm, couldn't slash at Y/n nor Tanjiro, because whenever he did the other would come in and block. If he tried to attack both at them at once, his attack was too easy for them to cut up. He was stuck on what to do.

But there was something that stood out to Muzan, it was that Tanjiro did most of the attacking as Y/n distracted as much as he could while landing weak hits here and there. All he needs to do and knock Y/n out of commission then focus on Tanjiro. He has to take Y/n by surprise however.

Blood trickle down Y/n's face as the slash on his eyes seemed to have worsen and opened more than what he would like. He hissed in pain but he kept on slashing at Muzan, not caring for his well being anymore.

Y/n could only see the colors of someone's aura, so he couldn't pin point where Muzan and Tanjiro were exactly, that's why he can't land major hits on Muzan. He only saw Tanjiro's orange-red aura as he saw Muzan as a deep, dark blood red, almost turning black. Muzan seemed to have noticed this.

Muzan kept Tanjiro at bay as he used most of his tendrils to surround Y/n. He smirked, knowing that this was his checkmate with Y/n.

Y/n looked around in confusion, his smile faltering a bit as he noticed black was surrounding him. He couldn't pinpoint Muzan's main body, he couldn't pinpoint Tanjiro's aura since the black was surrounding him.

Suddenly, a force hit Y/n on the side. Fortunately, Y/n was able to block it but he was sent flying into some buildings, causing him to get stabbed on the side by some debris. He coughed out blood as pain shivered throughout his body.

"Y/N?!!" A voice called out, "SHIT!! You need to be bandaged!!"

Y/n recognized the voice and laughed as he got up, "No need!! Bandaging takes too much time!! And i still have the need to fight!!" He shouted.

Yushiro looked at Y/n with wide eyes, already knowing that he went 'insane' earlier, "Dumbass!! You're literally stabbed!!"

Y/n looked down to where he was stabbed. He grabbed hold of the debris that was in his side and yanked it out. He coughed up blood when he did so and staggered a bit, but he collected himself quickly. He didn't care that he was bleeding so much anyways.

"Are you insane?!!?" Yushiro yelled as he tried to stop Y/n's bleeding.

Y/n laughed and readied his blade, "Hell yeah I am!!"

"Y/n don't-!!"

Yushiro didn't get to finish his sentence when Y/n already took off running into battle again. He gritted his teeth and yanked at his hair in anger. However, he stopped when he felt tears bubbling up in his eyes.

"Damnit... I couldn't save him..." Yushiro muttered angrily to himself, "Tamayo-San... please... protect Y/n and Tanjiro... I'm begging..."

Y/n ran through the buildings alleyways, trying his best to avoid the buildings in general as he followed the black aura that was dancing with the orange-red auras of Tanjiro and Obanai. He can differentiate people but the wavelength patterns.

As he was running, Y/n couldn't help but spit or throw up blood along the way. A blood path was created behind him wherever he ran, blood from his wounds and much more. Y/n smiled to himself however, he felt the adrenaline of his body trying to stay awake and he was going to take advantage of it.

Y/n found himself next to Obanai. The hissing sound of Kaburamaru was what Y/n knew for sure that it was Obanai next to him. He could see the aura of Muzan's and Tanjiro's battling each other, until he saw another aura of a crow above him.

"Y/n," Obanai breathed out, "You're... blinded?"

Y/n chuckled as he turned his head towards Obanai, "You're one to talk. The blood red aura on your eyes, Muzan got to you too huh?"

Kaburamaru hissed silently to Obanai. He told the pillar about Y/n's injuries, from head to toe as blood was still dripping from them. The wounds were fresh, newly made and Y/n was already losing so much blood.

Obanai furrowed his brows in concern, "Y/n, you need to see a-"

"THIRTY MINUTES UNTIL DAWN!!" The crow in the sky cawed out, alerting everyone.

Muzan's eyes sharpened at this. He quickly turned around and started to flee. He didn't want to burn in the sun, he didn't need to fight these idiotic slayers anyways. All he needed to do was flee, hide and he will win, survive the war and he will win it.

"HE RAN!! IGURO-SAN, MUZAN FLED!!!" Tanjiro shouted, running after Muzan.

Obanai and Y/n snapped their heads to where Muzan was running away. If they could widened their eyes they would've because this was such a cowardly move that Muzan had pulled. Kaburamaru hissed the details into Obanai's ear.

"He... fled...?" Obanai muttered.

Y/n chuckled, catching Obanai's attention. He stabbed the ground and used his katana for support by leaning on it. He just needed to rest for a bit, it was fine.

"Of course he did..." Y/n said with a tired smile, "Muzan is not human, he is a thing that only clings onto life. He has no pride, he has no shame, he will run if he needs to. He was toying with us this whole time..."

Obanai gritted his teeth, "Damnit..."

Obanai quickly took off running towards Muzan, wanting to catch up to him. Tanjiro was also running after Muzan. However, Y/n had to stay behind. He put most of his support on his katana as he clutched his side.

"Arugh..." Y/n groaned as he threw up blood on his hand.

Y/n chuckled to himself, "Well won't you look at that..." He saw the feint purple-white aura in his hand, not really knowing what it is, "...I'm being fucking destroyed..."

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