THE THIRD PARTY
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WE ARE THE DEMONS

YOU FORGOT TO KILL

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Epigraph

"Love compels cruelty to those who do not understand love."

-That one's radioactive, faufaren

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Extended Summary

He smiled at her torn, broken body in pity as she lay on the rough, unpaved ground, mind hovering in and out of consciousness. She was bleeding out quickly, but there was a ghost of a pained smile in the quirk of her lips. She had succeeded in her mission, and the man who stood before her knew that.

"You poor thing... Let me heal you,"

He bent down to pull her face to look at him, tracing a sharp nail along her jawline. A line of blood followed his touch, a mix of hers and his. It was just a little drop. It wasn't supposed to make her wounds start knitting themselves back together. But they did.

She gasped as she felt her jaw pulse. The blood that rushed through her veins - she could feel it. It was loud, and power bled through her body. Her wounds were already closing. Her eyesight sharpened, taking in every feature and detail of that man's surprised but pleased face. Her nose was assaulted with a sharp tang of iron, while her tongue was slapped with the taste of her bittersweet blood.

Her mind swirled, and she wanted more of that exhilarating power; more of that high that left her on top of the world. But half a heartbeat later, the pain came. Her breath caught in her throat, and all her life from torture immunity training to giving birth, nothing could ever prepare her for the pain of becoming a demon.

It tore through every cell she had from her hair to her nails, not sparing a single nerve as her body flared with pain. She writhed on the floor, feeling the itching burn under her skin as she curled herself into a ball, gripping and scratching her arms in a screaming fit. The wounds she inflicted on herself with her sharpened nails healed within seconds, disappearing only to be replaced by new ones.

When her cries were reduced to whimpers and pants, that man was nowhere to be found. Alone once more, Fujimori Katsumi picked herself up slowly, straightening as energy coursed through her veins. She bit down on her lip, burying the urge to eat deep within the pits of her self control.

She had to return home.

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Starring

THE DEMONS

-there was only one

who was indeed a demon

inside and out-

FUJIMORI KATSUMI

THE MIDNIGHT KUNOICHI

"Run away, little demon, and know that nothing can hide you from me."

KAMADO NEZUKO

THE CHOSEN DEMON

"I am more than just a demon."

KIBUTSUJI MUZAN

THE DEMON PROGENITOR

"I am the perfect creature that is infinitely close to perfection."

THE HUMANS

-they were thrown into a

world of supernatural power

and they thrived-

UBUYASHIKI KAGAYA

THE MASTER

"Kibutsuji Muzan, I swear I'll defeat you if it's the last thing I do."

FEATURING!

FUJIMORI YUA

KAMADO TANJIRO

RENGOKU KYOJURO

TOMIOKA GIYU

KOCHO SHINOBU

AGATSUMA ZENITSU

HASHIBIRA INOSUKE

LADY TAMAYO

AND MORE

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© 2019 WillowNKat5158

All rights reserved. No part of this publication that contains original ideas from the author including characters, events or plot may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or any means, including but not limited to: photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods without prior written permission of the publisher. The exception is in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and specific non-commercial uses permitted by the copyright law.

Any characters that are not mine belong to Koyoharu Gotōge, and this story is merely inspired by the anime and is a fanfiction. I do not own any characters from Kimetsu no Yaiba or any of its plot.

(-started: 18/12/2019
status: ongoing-)