黒死牟 - The tale of the Six-Eyed Demon (spooky story fanfic)
By justasimone
This is a fanfiction based off of the series Kimetsu No Yaiba. This is based on Kokushibo, a character from that series.
If you get through this (yeah, it’s super lengthy of a read) I will be astounded!
I’ve written too much
Disclaimer:
This is a story that contains no spoilers nor
gives away any canon information on this
character. This is a creative interpretation in
the form of a short story. There may be more
tales to be unveiled.
Edits and writing by justasimone
黒
死
牟
Kanji: (Kokushibo)
ʟᴏꜱɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ
𝐘e𝐭
ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ʟᴏꜱɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ.
【黒】
【死】
【牟】
ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪx-ᴇʏᴇᴅ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ
𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒐, 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒙-𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔.
It was said that this entity had walked the earth at night in search of human blood. The villagers were quite terrified, noting that strange things had begun happening all over the country that could not be explained. The appearance of demons had thrown the city into silent, deadly chaos that many could not escape. Since then, others had begun to see a pattern with them. Some folks claimed that one man was behind the horde of them, claiming that he used them all to fulfill his wishes. Others believed that they could be working for more sinister reasons outside of just one leader. Although there were many stories for the reasoning behind it, the most popular belief had to do with a hierarchy.
There were very few who tried to piece this horrifying story together. One was a man who claimed that he had witnessed his brother being transformed by the six-eyed demon. The man insisted that he was a deadly adversary that embodied evil itself. The tale began with the man waking up to the sound of a ruckus outside. He heard someone scream and noticed that his younger brother was missing. He opened the sliding door ever so slightly, so he could see what was going on outside without being detected. Believing that the shadows of the night would conceal him in the darkness, he looked out into the abyss before him. By a dim light coming from one of the house’s lanterns, he saw his brother hunched over with a sword. It laid shattered on the floor in pieces while the mantle stuck out of the ground. It was then that the man saw the demon.
He described him as a creature with an uncanny yet warped human appearance. The man’s skin crawled when he saw six eyes and a mark of fire along his face. He studied his fallen brother, who gritted his teeth as blood ran from his mouth. He was so shocked to see a warrior as powerful as him easily defeated. The man knew at once that this demon was far more terrifying and disturbing than the rest of the demons, he had the rare chance of witnessing. His brother coughed up blood, muttering something inaudible to the demon. The man watched the terrifying demon stare into his brother’s eyes as lightning struck as if it was splitting the sky into glass shards.
He held his breath and tried to hear what his brother said. Finally, he heard a bit of his dialogue. “Please…Don’t do this to me. I cannot be one of you. I swore to him…”
The six-eyed demon’s eyes lit with a dangerous rage akin to a burning flame. “You cannot take back your promise, Kidou. You will become a demon to serve my master.”
“Please, I beg you! I no longer want to live forever, living the violent, brutal life I have been trapped in. I would rather die with honor in my heart than to live with the sinful bloodlust for immortality. I dare not give in to the darkness of my heart any longer.”
The six-eyed demon narrowed his eyes. “Do you think I will allow this? You will not forsake me now. You are a warrior designed for the bloodshed that must be used for my master. You cannot break an oath to me nor to him.”
“Please!” The young man cried out in anguish as he knelt before Kokushibo. “I don’t deserve to serve anyone; I would rather perish!”
Suddenly, before the man knew it the demon grabbed Kidou’s face and made him look into his eyes. The lightning continued to burst with an electrifying pandemonium. With the quick flashes of lightning, the man saw the demon’s eyes glowing in the dark while it scowled at Kidou. “You will pay with your family’s lives. Nevertheless, you will become a servant.” Suddenly, the lantern by the house flickered in the wind while Kidou screamed. When the light was refocused, the man saw his younger brother hit the floor with blood dripping down his mouth. Except, something told him that it wasn’t his blood. Kidou laid lifeless on the ground for a few moments until he suddenly sprang up like a puppet. His movements seemed unnatural and rigid as if he were being controlled.
“You will come with me,” said the six-eyed demon. As the man looked on in horror, Kidou turned his neck and faced him. Another burst of lightning revealed a terrifying expression that the man could never forget. His younger brother Kidou looked vile, staring into his eyes like a hungry beast. The six-eyed demon smirked and looked over its shoulder at the man. The tale ended with the man running into the forest and hiding into a ditch. He had managed to run from his brother, who he figured was turned into some sort of monster like the one he had seen before. It is said that the man only lived for two days until he was never seen again.
Another tale was told by a father of two twin siblings who disappeared. He said that before his children disappeared, his son had complained to his wife and himself about two demons. The story began with their daughter Chinatsu wandering into the forest. She had been determined to find supernatural creatures and believed the legends she heard from her grandparents concerning these creatures. Her twin brother Chihiro, however, did not believe any of it. He merely dismissed the tales as silly myths to entertain children of the same age as them. He rolled his eyes whenever he heard his grandmother speak of mythical demon slayers, demons, spirits, deities, fantastic creatures and reincarnation.
One day after his grandmother told a specific tale of a man who was cursed to live forever after eating a forbidden fruit, he went out to play as usual with his sister. This time, his sister was thoroughly engrossed in the tale and claimed that she would find this mythical man that day. They wandered through the forest as she wandered about, holding what looked like a jade coin with a quartz centerpiece that could show the forest from a fish eye’s view. His sister Chinatsu claimed that this coin would allow her to find him, just as her grandmother claimed. Her brother warned her that their grandmother had said only to use it if danger was approaching.
Chinatsu laughed and shook her head at her brother. “No, no, silly! We’ll use it so we can help the man who is cursed!” Her brother Chihiro glared at her with dissatisfaction. “Right. We should be avoiding someone that unlucky instead. If he was actually real, all he would do is give us bad luck.”
Chinatsu shook her head again. “No! He would be saved because we can help!” She laughed and continued to wander through the forest with the coin as her guide. She looked through it and continued to wander, turning every so often down a different path. The sun was setting and Chihiro had a bad feeling about this. Soon the two twins found themselves deeper in the forest as the sun disappeared under the mountains. “Great, now we’re lost. Good one. Now father will scold us and mother will worry!”
His sister was completely unfazed and kept wandering. “This coin will get us out if we need to.” His sister stopped in the middle of the forest. Her eyes lit up as she stared a bit in the distance. Her brother was just pushing away some branches from scraping him when he looked and saw what his sister was staring at.
He nearly jumped when he saw a man with red eyes and a suit watching them. The man smiled gently at them and walked towards them.
“Are you lost?”
His sister nodded. “Yes, but first I need to find someone. Have you seen him, sir? I’m looking for a man who is in trouble.” Chihiro glared at her while she spoke. “Stop making things up,” he said while grimacing.
“Are you? Do you need help finding him? What does he look like?” The man looked empathetic, yet Chihiro felt uneasy around him. He sensed a strong, negative energy emitting from him.
“He ate a blue fruit and got cursed because of it. I want to find him so I can try to help him. My grandma says he got changed from a human into a demon because of it.”
The man’s eyes grew wide as Chinatsu continued narrating the story her grandmother told her. After Chinatsu was finished, she smiled. “I was hoping to find him today so I can help him.”
The man stared at her in silence. Somehow, he seemed troubled by the tale, yet oddly moved by the girl’s opinion of the cursed being in the legend. Chihiro cut into the silence with an apology. “I’m sorry, my sister is a fool. She only listens to stories from our grandmother and doesn’t know the difference between reality and fiction. I sincerely apologize for disturbing you.”
The man looked surprised and his pupils seemed like they changed for a minute. The man then smiled and laughed. “Don’t worry, she has quite a healthy imagination for her age. Let me help you two find your way home. Your parents must be worried about you!”
Chinatsu smiled and took the man’s hand while Chihiro took hers and followed. In a short amount of time, they found themselves back at their small village. Chinatsu and Chihiro bowed to the stranger. “Thank you so much for guiding us home,” they exclaimed gleefully.
“No problem,” the man responded as he waved. As his sister was out of earshot, Chihiro heard the man whispering. He thought he heard him say something odd. Later, his sister would confirm what he heard. “The man you speak of in that tale is right here, young one.”
When the twins got home, everything seemed normal at first. Then Chihiro noticed his sister looking out the window like she was waiting for something. The more he asked her about it, the less responsive she was. As they were about to go to bed, he heard her whispering to herself. “I get to help him…” she said before closing her eyes to sleep. Later that night, Chihiro awoke to the door of their home left open as the cold winter air seeped in. He dressed and went outside, looking to see a trail of footprints that matched the size of his sister’s geta. Nervous, he followed them until he saw her sleepwalking in the forest. Her eyes were open and she was smiling. “Where are you going, sister?”
She turned and smiled at her brother. “To give our souls to the man. That will help him,” she said while giggling. The boy was so alarmed that he tried to drag his sister back home. He told his father about it as he struggled to keep his sister from out of the forest. No matter what he or his parents could do, his sister wouldn’t stop screaming and trying to fight them to go outside. She even tried to bite them at one point while screaming non-stop. Her mother finally let her go in fear and Chinatsu ran into the forest. Her brother ran right after her without warning.
Days later, Chinatsu and Chihiro’s parents found a note next to a Sakura tree. It was written in scrawled writing, signed by the first few letters of their son’s name. The note read:
Running from people in the night. They aren’t normal. They have sharp fangs and have ungodly strength. We slipped past them until we saw a man with three pairs of eyes. He caught Chinatsu. I tried to fight him, but I lost. I am looking for her now. I’m following the man. Please find me before he takes her away.
Chinatsu and Chihiro’s parents never saw their children again.
Perhaps the most famous tale came from a retired demon slayer. The old man claimed that he knew much about demons and told many townsfolk to avoid them at all costs. He watched several towns with such a watchful eye that the townspeople never witnessed a single demon inside their town. This time of peace would not last eternally, despite the old man’s skill and great prowess as a former demon slayer. The man claimed that many great comrades of his were slaughtered by demons, but most notably of all were the attacks from what he called the upper moons. He had told his story once in an inn when the townsfolk celebrated his success, claiming that they were all too naive.
He claimed there was one demon in particular that had made him the most uneasy. This demon was the most conniving, ruthless and calculating being he had ever known. The man called this demon Kokushibo and had nicknamed him the harbinger of death. He claimed that this demon took not only the lives of many innocent people but that he also posed the biggest threat to his entire team, including the most skilled of pillars. He described Kokushibo as very powerful with an incredulous amount of strength and great skill. He claimed that Kokushibo could bend his power in the form similar to nature using breath techniques that he never thought any demon would ever understand.
When the old man was pressed for more information, he refused to disclose any other specifics. Even his younger comrades were left in the dark, questioning the existence of this elusive demon. The last thing the man was quoted saying was that he felt that he had known this demon’s true identity due to his family crest. He felt that he knew which clan he was from yet did not confirm it with certainty. He warned his last student before he died of Kokushibo. The old man stated that if his student was to discover Kokushibo’s true origins he should never disclose this information under any circumstances. The old demon slayer died with that secret a year later due to a heart attack.
Since then, more tales have begun to surface of this demon. While many narratives have not been confirmed to be firsthand accounts, many elders believe in his existence. The younger townsfolk who even doubt the existence of the supernatural still shiver with fear when they hear of him.
It is said that to this day, Kokushibo roams this very earth.
(End)
(I decided to add some haunting edits…muhahhaa of the “six eyed angel”.)
➡️Note:
Tales and legends from word of mouth are often edited with multiple variations added on from many years through various storytellers. This would lead to some information or firsthand accounts of demons to vary greatly and contained exaggerated, even warped versions of the original accounts (such as the blue fruit version instead of the actual story). Hence why I thought of writing this based on that perspective without any spoilers or worrying about how canon it is.
(I will soon post this story on fanfic.net when I get the chance.)
I deleted my amino account to protect my mental health so I no longer use the alias of Solar Eclipse. Hence why I removed the amino link.
Rebloging my writing here (in this blog; Justasimone-stories, which is my sister blog to my justasimone blog). This blog will contain more writing instead of memes.