Thorn-91

Hi! I'm new to Tumblr and I'm trying out writing. Mostly fanfics, but I'm really excited to see how this turns out! Also the artist of my icon is nyurei from picrew! You can also find my works on Ao3.

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Bittersweet death

chapter 4

Word count: 1,127

Alone

It felt like her head was spinning when she woke, the room also seemed to be blurry. It took a few seconds for her vision to steady before she realized that she was back inside. Trying to sit up felt like a challenge, her whole body felt heavy.

“I wouldn't try getting up so quickly.” A voice spoke from behind.

Turning her head slowly she squinted her eyes in the dimly lit room. Once her eyes adjusted she realized that it was master Ubuyashiki on the other end of the room. She tried to speak but her head started to spin once again.

“What happened?...” she mumbled through the dulling pain.

Kagaya walked to the girl's side and kneeled next to her. “When I tried to ask what was troubling you… you began to breathe fast… I think you were having a panic attack. Then shortly after you fainted. I brought you back inside, but you haven't been asleep for too long.” His words sounded full of concern and worry for the young girl. She looked sleep deprived and dehydrated.

Izanami sat up straighter trying to calm her mind. After a few short breaths she looked over to kagaya.

“thank you… you really haven't heard from my family at all?” Her eyebrows lowered and pulled closer together. Small tears formed in her eyes waiting for an answer.

Kagaya gave her another apologetic look. “As I said before I am unaware as to what is happening. I have searched the entire estate for your family but they don't seem to be here.”

Pausing shortly then asking, “Izanami I know you are just waking up, but you really must explain to me what is going on.”

Izanami’s stomach began to twist and turn. Remembering what had happened. She had hoped that it was all just a dream, but when she woke up and saw master Ubuyashiki she realized that it was no dream.

“My … my mother and siblings started to vomit blood the night that you had visited. My father had rushed me to get the cart while my grandparents carried my siblings …” her tears began to flow more rapidly when she recalled the horrifying event.

But she continued.

“I tried to go with them… but my father stopped me from going…” her voice cracked and her mouth felt dry.

“ I waited for them to come back all day but… but no one came. no one has been here but me since last night.” she lowered her head in silence and stared at the sheets bunched at her knees.

Kagaya frowned at the terrible news. But it was the mention of the blood that grabbed his attention. When he had visited the other night everyone seemed happy and healthy. Not a sign of illness. Sudden vomiting of blood?…. That sounded a lot like when he first started feeling the symptoms of his own illness. Regardless this wasn't a good sign, and with so many demon sightings in the past few months in the surrounding area… he didn't have a good feeling.

And if they haven't returned since that night… I fear what has kept them from home for so long…

He would have to send out people to make sure. Although he couldn't necessarily do that without members asking too many questions. Crows would be the safer option.

But that would have to wait, he had to make sure that Izanami was okay. He would have to stay with her for a little while to make sure she didn't also start feeling ill.

And with Izanami not saying anything and her shallow breath he could only assume that she had fallen asleep again.

Kagaya sat in the quiet room a little while longer to make sure that he could leave the girl to rest alone. Quietly he got up and walked out into the courtyard of the estate. He was greeted by one of his daughters who had gone to fetch water for Izanami.

He walked further into the yard and stood near a small pond. He could hear the gentle drops of water made by the tiny waterfall. Raising his head to the sky, his thoughts wandered to Izanami's father. Him and Genkei had been friends for as long as he could remember. His father had brought Kagaya to the Hikari estate before when he was a young boy. Kagaya was surprised to learn about the strange family who lived on the mountain… swarming with demons.

When he and Geneki first met, Genkei took him all over the estate. Showing him all his favorite hiding places and teaching him some games he liked to play.

The two had become friends over a very short period of time. Kagaya would beg his father if he could come along on his monthly trips to the Hikari Manson. It wasn't until Kagaya turned 16 that he and his father stopped visiting the family.

Kagaya would often exchange letters with Genkei from time to time just to keep in touch. Most of their letters were discussions about demons and their families. And when word of Genkei's engagement was heard, Kagaya wanted to congratulate him in person.

Unfortunately it was around the time when he first started to feel the symptoms of the curse, and he was unable to go and see his friend's wedding in person.

Years had passed before the two met again face to face. Only exchanging letters, but even that was becoming increasingly less when Kagaya's father passed away, making him master of the demon slayer corps.

With years of no word between the two, Kagaya was sent a letter from Genkei inviting him to meet to catch up and introduce him to his first born, Izanami.

All which seemed like forever ago, and now to hear that his closest friend had gone missing and potentially…dead, was a lot to take in at once.

“Father Miss Izanami has woken up again, and is requesting you.”

Turning his head in the direction of his daughter's voice he smiled. “I will be right over. Could you please bring another pitcher of water, and possibly find something for Miss Izanami to eat? I believe the kitchen is down the longest hall

”She gave a quick “mhm” for a response and left quickly.

Before returning he gazed in the direction of the bright light of the moon.

The smell of rain filled his nose, and with a cool breeze setting in he could only assume that it would rain soon.

Soft droplets of water fell upon his face. Extending his hand outwards he felt more of the tiny cold pricks along his palm. With a heavy sigh he turned around and walked back inside to speak with the young girl.

End of chapter

Thank you for reading!

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You should make a Chapter Index! rn when you scroll through the account all the chapters are backwards, so it would be helpful <3

that's a good idea! Thanks, I'll post it as soon as I can.

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Hikari family crest

I finally made a crest for Izanami's family. I think it turned out pretty decent. I might change it later on to give it more detail, but this is good for now.

I was also thinking of doing a small background story of my oc's family. Like just a little lore. Or maybe just a small description describing the family's crest. Idk, what do you guys think?

I will hopefully posting another chapter soon as well. I just have to run it through my editor.

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Next chapter!

Word count: 821

Chapter three

Illness

“ Mom!” she sprinted over to her mother on the ground. Her mother looked like she was about to pass out, so Izanami held up her shoulders to support her weight. She had to bring her back quickly.

Both of them slowly made their way back into the mansion where everyone was waiting. When they stepped into the room her father turned around and stared in fear at the sight before him. “S-she… was puking blood…I don’t know what to do.” Izz was tripping over her words, she could barely get a sentence out.

Genkei quickly rushed over to his wife's side and took her from Izz’s arm. He felt completely useless, he couldn’t understand why this was happening. Surely it wasn’t poison! It couldn’t be… there was no access to it on the property, and there was no way someone could have brought it in without him knowing.

“Genkei….” his wife spoke shallowly . “ we have to… go to the …village.” she could hardly speak with the blood filling her mouth and lungs. He panicked and looked to his parents across the room for an answer. But they were at a loss for words.

“Izanami, prepare the cart outside now! Aimi, Chikao, and Hanzo grab some sheets from outside and wrap it around your brother and sister.” His parents also helped with preparing the cart. So many things were rushing through his head, until he also started to feel like vomiting. He would have to hold it off for now, his family was the main priority at the moment.

Izanami ran outside to prepare the cart, her heart was racing with fear. What will happen to them? She couldn't help but think of the worst. She unloaded the cart to make room for her mother and siblings, and made sure that the horses were secured to the cart.

Running back to her father she told him everything was ready. “ help get your siblings to the cart while I take your mother.” Without another moment he took his wife in his arms and ran for the cart.

Izanami helped carry Ren while Aimi and Chikao helped their grandparents carry the rest of her siblings. Izanami helped everyone on the cart, making room for all her siblings and her grandparents.

As she moved near the front of the cart to sit next to her father who was holding the reins of the horse, he stopped her.

“You're staying here. I won't have you getting sick as well.” He stared at her with worry.

“what?! That's insane, I'm coming too. I want to help!” how could he make her stay back while her family was practically bleeding to death!

“Izanami! I will not repeat myself! You will stay here until we return. We will go into the village for medical assistance and come right back. You are not to leave this estate, do you understand!” she had never heard her father yell at her with such fear as he did now.

She let go of the cart and took a step back, “Yes”. Tears began pouring down her face. looking back at the back of the cart she could see her mother and siblings all vomiting blood.

Without another word from her father he pulled on the reins and raced through the gates as fast as he could. Izanami watched with teary eyes as her family dashed out her vision.

She fell to her knees and bent her head to the ground. Fear and sadness like she never felt before washed over her. Within that moment she felt so hopeless that she couldn't even think about anything else but her family.

Hours passed without any sign of them.

Maybe they've already reached the clinic? They'll be fine…everything will be fine…

Izanami sat in that spot till morning waiting for that cart to pull back through the gates… but they didn't come back. Maybe they just got held up… or father sent Akio to come and get her! She had to be hopeful. The day went on then eventually nightfall came, no one came.

She quickly lifted her head when she heard the sound of the gates creaking, hoping to see her family on the other side of those gates… her hope was short lived. It was Kagaya Ubuyashiki.

She wiped her face and ran over to the man. “Mr. Ubuyashiki! Do you know where they are? Have you heard any words from my family?!” Her voice was panicked, practically shaking while holding onto his arms.

Kagaya frowned and shook his head, “ I'm sorry my child but I'm a little confused … what has happened” He held her steady while she shook, lowering her to the ground to steady her before she fell.

“Now Izanami I want you to take a deep breath and tell me what's wrong.” He sat in front of her and waited for her to calm down.

End of chapter.

Have a happy new year everyone!!

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Another chapter update!

Word count: 1,655

Chapter two

Fate

Wait, demon slayer corps? For as long as dad has told me, our family was forbidden from ever joining the corps again. He explained to me that one of our ancestors had gone too far and the corps had to eventually ban our family from ever joining or using our breathing style again. But knowing all of that he still trained me in our family's most secret tradition… death breathing. Now I know why he did it after so long.

She looked towards her father for some sort of answer, anything to get him to speak. “ Kagaya aren’t you being a bit hasty here, i haven't even spoken to her about this”

The comment only made her more confused and worried. What did they mean? A million different questions ran through her head as she waited for one of them to speak.

“ Genkei… She is old enough to know, she's Fifteen. You knew that one day or another your family had to come out of the shadows… Now Izanami, I am the leader of the demon slayer corps and I have come here to ask a favor of you.”

Izanami stood up straighter and listened carefully to what he had to say. Whatever it was, it was bound to be important.

“As you know your family has been kept hidden from both the outside world and the demon slayer corps. But our ranks have been falling more and more each passing year, and I'm worried that my children won’t be able to stop the threat if this continues. It is to my understanding that your father has been training you and showing you how to use death breathing correct?”

Izanami hesitated to respond at first but quietly replied, “ Yes he has. But I thought that our breathing style was to never be used outside the property.” She looked over to her father for clarification. He gave her a nod but said nothing else.

“I am fully aware of the ban that my predecessors have put on your family, but I am willing to risk it and save more innocent lives. Yes I am still a little unaware of what death breathing fully contains but I trust that you will know how to keep others safe. I have asked your father to further train you and prepare you to join the ranks. In about two years time I will come back and see that you become a member of the demon slayer corps.” he smiled and waited patiently for a response.

“Kagaya! That was not the purpose of your visits!” her father yelled in shock and anger. This visit was supposed to be nothing formal, but now he saw what Kagaya really came here to discuss. He wanted his daughter to join the demon slayer corps.

No. He couldn’t let his daughter go through that. While joining the demon slayer corps was an honor, their family’s breathing style was just too dangerous for her to master within the span of just two years. Yes he had shown her some of the different forms and how to weld a sword, but it was never to prepare her for battle. Surely she would be killed if she tried to use death breathing to that degree, he knew some of those forms would slowly kill her if the demons didn’t first. If the rumors about the hallucinations and paranoia in their family were true then he refused to teach her any further.

“ I am aware of that Genkei. But the decision is hers to make. Izanami I know what I said was a lot to take in but I would like you to consider my offer. This decision is yours alone to make, I shall come back tomorrow for an answer.” he turned around and walked further into the garden.

She didn’t even get a chance to get a word out before she saw him turn around while her father chased after him, yelling questions and angry comments. Izanami walked back to her room and ignored when Aiko pulled at her sleeve to come and play, she crouched down and smiled softly saying that she couldn't play right at the moment. She was just too mentally exhausted from the conversation that she just had, do I become a demon slayer? How could I possibly be able to achieve that? The more she thought about it the more her brain hurt. So she slipped past everyone else and into her corner room of the mansion.

Unlike her siblings room she had a single small room that had little furniture. Although the rest of the room was covered top to bottom in different plants and drawings that she loved. Her favorite area of her room was the spider lilly she had managed to grow in a single shallow pot. Above on the wall hung a water painting she had done to replicate the spider lilies' beauty.

The rest of her room had hanging plants that had vines grow all along her ceiling and walls. Her mother had been furious at her for bringing in plants in the house, but izanami said that it was her room. Her room was her favorite part of the house along with her spider lily patch she had managed to build in the corner of the court yard. Like always her father loved her way of expression while her mother would rather be having her look for marriage proposals or other feminine activities.

Izanami saw no problem with getting her hands a little dirty and working around in the yard with her plants . It was better than being cooped up inside the mansion all day. And since she was rarely allowed to travel outside the estate she took every chance she got to be outside. Except when it snowed, she hated how the delicate frost covered her patch of spider lilies killing them off during the winter months. Another reason to hate the cold.

After looking at her plants she could hear the loud voices of her mother and father coming from outside. She opened her sliding doors that lead right into the garden just a crack to see what was going on.

“Gen how could you allow that man to come here and put all those ideas into her head! What if she says yes? You know as well as I do that she will be killed if she tries to join the corps. If not the demons then the curse will. It won’t matter how much you train her, it will kill her!”

Even her mother was worried about this, and she never saw her mother once get this upset with anything. Her mother was usually a calm and composed person and seeing her like this made her stomach sink. She shut the sliding doors. Before resting for the night she blew out the candles in her room until only the faint glow of the moon light shown through the *fusuma. Lying on her back she stared at the ceiling and recalled what the strange man had said. This decision is yours alone to make, I shall come back tomorrow for an answer.

He really wanted an answer by tomorrow? There was no way she could make up her mind by then. Her parents clearly didn’t want her to go through with this, but Izanami just didn’t know what to think. I mean she hadn't really even been outside these walls for anything other than going to the market with her family to get supplies and food.

While thinking a faint knock on her bedroom door was heard. “Yes?”

The door was slowly slid open and her father appeared in the doorway sitting on his knees. Both sat in silence for what felt like forever until her father finally spoke.

“Izz… I want to discuss what Mr. Kagaya had told you earlier."He clearly didn’t seem ready for this conversation, he was practically choking on his words. “Me and your mother have agreed that you shouldn’t join the corps.”

Izanami bolted up from her bed, “Why?! Isn't this my decision to make? You always tell me to do what I think feels right for me.” she replied

“Is this what you really want Izanami!” he yelled. “To throw yourself into battle without knowing the consequences! Do you know what death breathing will do to-” his words were cut off by the loud sound of crying and wailing.

Camie had come running down the hall until she almost ran into her father. “Papa! Papa! Ren, Aiko, and Harue and puking blood!.” She had tears running down her eyes and blood stained on her hands and clothing.

Both Izanami and her fathers eyes went wide with shock and horror. All three of them ran to the source of the crying, when izanami slid open the doors to the family room her eyes went wide. Ren, Aiko, and Harue were on the ground lying in a fetal position holding their stomachs. Small pools of blood covered the ground where they were lying. The rest of her siblings were at the other side of the room crying in her grandparents arms.

Her father ran past her through the door and went straight for her siblings. She saw that he was trying to keep Aiko up right as he puked more and more blood. Izz froze in shock and disbelief, nothing like this had happened before.

“Izz… Izanami…Izanami!” she broke out of her trance when her father screamed her name. “Go get your mother now!” without responding she ran out of the room and quickly looked for her mother.

She searched everywhere; the kitchen, her parents bedroom, everywhere but she couldn’t find her. That's when she heard what sounded like puking coming from outside. Fearing the worst she dashed for the garden, and to her horror she found her mother kneeling on the ground vomiting blood.

*fusuma - a sliding door

well that's another chapter done, I hoped you enjoyed this one. Anyone have any ideas about where this is headed?

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Demon slayer oc story!!

Hi guys! This is my first chapter of my demon slayer oc story. If your interested to learn more behind my oc Izanami Hikari feel free to check out my past posts. I describe my oc and her breathing style.

Note: I'm not the best at editing so don't be surprised when you find some spelling or grammatical errors. But I hope you enjoy the first chapter!

Word count: 1,653

Chapter one

Unexpected visitor

What’s that feeling? When you know you’ve been left to die. Left by the ones who you thought would always be there for you, through thick and thin. No matter what. By the very people who raised you. Who said that they would be right back, but never did.

“Izz! Can you come help your father outside? He needs help with the gate!” Izanami’s mother yelled down the hall to her daughter’s room.

“Why does he even bother with that gate? No one comes here…” Izanami replied, whispering that last part under her breath with annoyance.

Izanami slid the door open to her room and walked down the hall to see her mother and grandmother in the kitchen preparing what looked like dinner. Izanami stood in the doorway of the kitchen and leaned her weight against the sliding door, clearly annoyed by being called upon. Sun from the early morning shown through the open kitchen windows, illuminating Izanami's annoyed face.

“Why does father even strain to make that gate look so special? No one comes here, remember? Isn’t the point of our family to stay hidden and unrecognized by others?” Her tone, one of sarcasm and irritation. “Besides, he's never cared about the gate's appearance before. Why the sudden change?” she questioned her mother.

Her mother’s expression remained calm and composed like always, and gave her daughter an exhausted tone. “Well your father is preparing for a guest today. And you're the only other person in this house that can help him out at the moment. Your brothers and sisters are already helping with the garden, so helping your father is the least you can do.” She said nothing more, then continued to work on the preparations for dinner

“Wait! Hold on, an actual person is coming to this house? Whatever happened to; No outsiders are allowed inside this house! Ever!” She mimicked a deep male voice. Still she was shocked to hear that someone was actually coming to the house.

No one other than the members of the Hikari family were allowed in this house. And living on Mount Fuji-Kasane you never really get too many visitors. This mountain was mainly owned by the demon slayer corps; they used the land for final selection due to the wisteria trees surrounding the mountain. Izanami would frequently try and see each year's new recruits, she would climb the tallest wisteria tree on the property and see if she could see the main grounds from up high. Sometimes she would try to sneak out of the estate and get a closer look, but her father would alway stop her before she even set foot outside the mansion.

“Yes we do have a guest coming over today. Which reminds me once you're done helping your father I want you to clean up and put on your best kimono. This guest is very important, and we must look our best to welcome them.” Clearly she was serious about what she had said. Izanami could tell as much.

Izanami scoffed and turned to walk out the kitchen to the *Genkan. Once she neared the entrance she saw her father from a distance, cleaning and polishing the gate. She still found it strange that someone was coming over. Never in her fifteen years of living in this mansion has she remembered anyone other than her family coming through those gates. She gave a tired sigh and put on her *Tabi then walked to her father. The mountain that her family's home rested on, was surrounded and consumed by wisteria trees. The trees somehow kept their mansion hidden from the sight of any who came on the mountain, even the demon slayer corps. Which made no sense to her, they were living right next to demon slayer owned land! How could they not know about her family’s existence? Let alone see the huge mountain!

“Izz!! Come help me clear off this last part!” her father yelled to her from a distance. Waving at her with a giant smile and tired worked face. He had grease and polish covering his hands and clothes.

“ You know that polish is supposed to go on the gate, not you.” giving her father a smirk and slight chuckle. She loved how easy going and calm her father was. Compared to her mother, Izanami loved her father more and enjoyed it when he would teach her how to fight and use a sword.

“Well I was supposed to have another helper when I began polishing the gate” He looked at her pointedly and she threw up her hands and apologized with a goofy smile.

“I was busy,” she shot back.

“Yeah, busy sleeping the day away.” he laughed. Well he got me there, she was just sleeping in.

“Well no one told me we had a guest coming…” He turned his head and waited for her question. “Who’s this guest? You’ve never allowed anyone to come onto the property before?”

Her fathers expression didn’t look as cheery as it did when she first saw him. He now looked serious and somewhat worried. Whenever he looked like that she knew something was wrong, because he rarely made those faces. So something definitely was up.

“Don’t worry about it, I just want to get this done before they get here. Also i want you to stay with your mother and siblings when our guest arrives, I don’t want any problems. Understand?” His voice was stern and sharp, no trace of hesitation or worry.

“Yes sir” she replied in a respectful manner, then proceeded to help finish the polish on the gate.

After half an hour both of them completed the gate, and now they were both covered in grime. As they walked back to the mansion they laughed about their appearances and continued on. It was moments like these where she loved to spend time with her father. She never wanted things to change.

It was now nightfall. All the preparations for this mysterious guest were finished. Izanami and her siblings were asked to stay in one of the larger rooms of the mansion so that they wouldn’t disturb anyone. She has four younger sisters and three younger brothers. Ren was her youngest sister, only four years and still a bit of a crybaby. Aiko and Aimi are her six year old twin sisters, both can be mischievous and troublesome. Camie was a year younger than Izanami, but didn’t share the same matureness that Izanami showed. Chikao was the youngest out of the bunch, only reaching 4 months old. And finally her two other brothers Hanzo and Harue both turn nine by the end of the month.

As the oldest sibling Izanami was expected to be an example for her younger siblings, however it would seem that she would get into trouble, more than any of her siblings ever did. While her siblings played in the center of the room Izanami sat close to the *amado. All of her siblings seemed to be distracted by the dice game they were fighting over, but Izanami found no interest in the game and decided to look out into the yard. The night sky was filled with stars and the slight glow from the wisteria trees felt calming.

Sometimes if she listened close enough she could hear the cries and screams coming from within the borders of the wisteria trees. She knew beyond those borders were demons just waiting to devour someone, it bothered her a little in the beginning but after a while she got used to randomly hearing loud screams and growls. Yep, home sweet home.

Her attention was then drawn to the two figures stepping out into the dimly lit garden. She squinted her eyes and saw that one of them was her father, while the other had to be the strange guest. She glanced back at her siblings and saw that they were distracted enough for her to leave. Quietly leaving the room she hid in the yard close enough to see her father and the strange man. When they stepped closer into the moonlight she got a better look at the strange guest. The man wore a white *haori that had an ombre of purple and red, with a flame design. He wore a simple black *Nagagi and what looked like a brown braided *obi belt.

The man had straight medium length black hair, but the most distinguishing part of his face was a scar that looked like an acid burn. It barely met his eye line but one would definitely notice. Now looking at his eyes she could see that they had no color, Blind maybe?...

“You know Genkei… your family is very beautiful. But it would seem that your eldest is a bit of a spy” his voice was unlike anything she had ever heard. It was so calming and still that it seemed like he wasn’t even human. He didn’t look angry either, in fact he looked rather amused, with a smile growing on his face. But how did he even notice her, wasn’t he blind? Her father on the other hand didn’t take too kindly to this little eavesdropping.

“Izanami Hikari, come here … now” crap he sounded angry. He usually never was, but since they had a guest he expected more from her.

With her head held low she slowly walked over to the two men in the middle of the court yard. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend, I was just coming outside to look around.” Her back was straight and her eyes met her fathers.

“Now Genkei you can hardly blame the girl, afterall I haven’t visited for a long time she probably doesn’t remember me.” The strange man looked in her direction and spoke. “My name is Kagaya Ubuyashiki, I've come here to speak with your father regarding your entry into the demon slayer corps.”

this is the end of the chapter, but I hoped that you like it so far. I'm planning on trying to post a new chapter everyday, but it might change over time. Again I hoped you liked the story so far and I can't wait to post more of the story.

*Genkan - entryway areas for a house, apartment, or building

*Tabi - traditional Japanese socks worn with thonged footwear

*Amado - sliding storm shutter or "storm door"

*haori - a loose, knee-length, Japanese garment resembling a coat

*Nagagi - the style of general kimono

*obi belt - a belt of varying size and shape worn with both traditional Japanese clothing and uniforms for Japanese martial arts styles

Note: these are just some of the definitions I found off Google, so they may not be completely correct

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Death breathing

This post is a follow up of my earlier post describing my oc, Izanami Hikari. I wanted to post a little more information that I put together for her breathing style. Coming up with each death breathing form and describing them was really fun, and I hope you enjoy it!

Word count: 2,290

Death Breathing Definition:

Death breathing, the derivative of breath of hell (Hellfire breathing). While most breathing styles don’t have any negative lasting effects on the user, death breathing does, and can sometimes be life threatening. The more energy used for the form, the more harmful they become. That’s why death breathing like the breath of hell is frowned upon and forbidden. There is one family lineage that has kept this breathing technique secret for generations, the Hikari family. The location of the family is unknown. Strengths and limits to these breathing techniques are also unknown, there is no known record of this breathing style written down in any manuals.

FormsFirst form: Slow kill

Second form: Death song

Third form: Life or death

Fourth form: Blessing from hell

Fifth form: Death bed of lillies

Sixth form: Last breath

Seventh form: Dying wish

Eighth form: Amputate

Ninth form: Murder the dead

Tenth form: Reincarnation

Eleventh form: Raise the dead Breathing from explanations

First form: Slow killThis breathing technique is meant to be a slow time consuming technique. Due to this technique's slow nature, swordsmen use it in situations to buy time. by using the least amount of energy possible, but still inflicting damage that constantly causes the opponent to regenerate. For example, simple slashes or stabbing motions. This technique requires close combat and a massive amount of stamina and precision. This form is also meant to slowly build up power and strength. Each attack gradually becoming more damaging, the power is backed up by the swordsman's speed. This technique can last up until the swordsmen has reached their limit.

Second form: Death songDeath song is a wide range move that is meant to be used at long distances not visible to the enemy. Using total concentration breathing and focusing all strength to the vocal cords, creates the illusion of multiple voices coming from all directions at different sound levels. This form is mainly used to confuse the opponent of the swordsman's location. It can also be used to mimic one's voice, making this a great way to confuse the enemy and lead them astray. This technique does no physical damage to the enemy, and depends on the swordsman skills of total concentration breathing.

Third form: Life or death Life or death includes rapid movements of the sword, slashing at angles rather than straight up and down or side to side. This technique is also paired with rapid movement from the legs, making it easy to create multiple slash wounds all along the enemy from different angles at high speeds. Making this a close combat strategy. Without using total concentration breathing, this technique would not be as effective and can be dangerous if the swordsman isn’t probably trained in total concentration breathing.

Fourth form: blessing from hellSimilar to Death song, Blessing from hell is mainly used as a distraction. The swordsmen creates an opaque black fog that stretches about fifty yards in length that reaches about the height of a fully grown tree (~ 80 feet). This technique is similar to the Mist breathing form called Sea of Clouds and Haze. However, this black fog has a special feature. Just how it obscures the enemies vision, it also makes their other senses go “numb”, cutting off their sense of smell, touch, hearing, etc. Yet it’s not just the enemy that is targeted by this fog, but everyone other than the swordsmen, either by being directly in or touching the fog. So this style is not recommended to be performed around other corps members or civilians.

Fifth form: death bed of lilliesDeath bed of lillies is not one of the original breathing forms of death breathing. But was recently created by one of the current family members of the holders of the Death breathing’s secret codex. The concept of this form is very similar to the method of insect breathing, which is using poison. But, like how in insect breathing the sword is covered in poison, this move secrets a poison like substance from the sword into the air surrounding the swordwielder. And unlike the position created for insect breathing, this position doesn’t have a high concentration of wisteria. The poison temporarily stops regeneration and physically weakens the demon, buying time for a killing blow. However for this technique to fully work, the sword welder has to be within close range with the demon for it to inhale the airborne poison. (see weapon modifications & others to learn more)

Sixth form: last breathLast breath is focused on the pure strength and agility of the swordsmen. One wrong move during this form can mark the end of the swordwielder. Total concentration breathing needs to be mastered to be able to produce this form, any lack of experience can result in asphyxiation and death. This move targets the enemies throat, lungs, and head. Backed up with multiple slashes and thrusting of the blade to pierce and slice the enemy. If done correctly the finishing move or position for this form would be a slash to the neck.

Seventh form: dying wishThis form requires the welder to use their weapon as though it was a spear or a javelin. Speed and acceleration is the main key for this move to be effective, anything blocking the path or force like wind or rain will significantly weaken the blow. The welder throws their weapon with an enormous amount of force, at an angle like a spear so that it arches into the sky then slowly aims down towards the ground, like a shooting star. Although this technique produces a very damaging blow, there are a few risks. The sword may be shattered in the process or chipped, and there is a high possibility of missing the target.

Eighth form: Amputate Amputate is a great form when fighting in a group. Because Amputate essentially distracts the demon with the welders multiple slices to their limbs to keep them in one place, but not going for the neck. Making it easier for other demon slayers to go in for the kill. The swordsmen need to give enough room for another demon slayer to join in and only go for the head. The main target is the limbs, as stated earlier, cutting and slicing them into multiple different pieces as possible to make them focus only on regenerating.

Ninth form: Murder the deadMuch like the fifth form, Murder the dead has a mechanical element to it involving the welders weapon. Note: each death breather in the Hikari family typically used a standard Nichirin sword. Any death breather that would use this form would have to have their sword forged with certain modifications that would allow the welder to achieve this form. It also needs an attachment for the weapon to be capable of this move. This technique can be used for both close and long distance combat. (see weapon modifications to learn more)

Tenth form: ReincarnationReincarnation is one of the first breathing forms that was created for death breathing, it is also one of the most dangerous forms to perform. Because this requires most of the welder's energy to be focused on healing their wounds, this essentially is a demonic ability that can use the blood of the user to “stitch” or heal major wounds that are bleeding profusely. If the wound produces little blood then that wound will not be targeted by this method. Major arteries or vital organs like the brain or heart are the main priority of this form, and is basically a saving move to prevent death. Reincarnation can be used on others, but is not recommended. When used on someone else it can induce an enormous amount of pain and can be more damaging if done wrong, even fatal. It can also be harmful for the person performing Reincarnation on someone else too. Reincarnation if not already clear is not an attack.

Eleventh form: Raise the deadThe most hated and prohibited form out of death breathing is Raise the dead. By far the most eery and unsettling out of all the forms is this one. For its purpose and methods are seen as unethical and horrifying by human standards. Blood is also another component of this breathing style. The swordsmen must use their blood to draw out a symbol on the ground; the symbol contains the symbol of the Hikari family with a circled border. The blood must be one from a descendant of the Hikari. The swordsmen enters the circle and kneels on the ground while piercing the tip of the sword deep into the ground. A chant is said that has been passed down from generation to generation. While doing so the demon slayer mark is manifested. Once the chant is finished, much like in the name the dead raise. Any corpse either human or animal, is controlled now by the demon slayer within the circle. The demon slayer has full control over the corpses body movements and functions, they are even able to see through the eyes of the corpses. This is because if they leave the circle the ability loses all effect and the bodies drop to the ground. If the person within the circle doesn’t fully concentrate on their chant, it can lead to death. Raise the dead is a demonic ability that has no written explanation in any of the death breathing codexes. The first person to use the form in the Hikari family said that everyone in the family possessed the ability to create the eleventh form, but at a price. Each time the form is executed their lifespan is shortened. Some who used this form said they would hear voices and see things that weren’t there.

Weapon modifications

Murder the dead: The sword modification to unlock the ninth form relies mostly on the sword's handguard. By turning the handguard the sword blade becomes segmented like a sword whip. The more times that the handguard is turned, more segments will be made. The total number of segments used for this modification ranges from 15 - 20 segments, with the smaller and closer segments being near the tip of the blade. Once the desired amount of segments is reached the guard is lifted slightly to be held in place, when that is done the smaller segments closer to the tip of the blade curve, and form into the shape of a scythe. Depending on the amount of segments that were selected the size and shape of the scythe blade can vary. Once the sword is locked into this position as an attachment it connects to the handle of the sword that can extend into a staff. The staff can be extended to multiple lengths, the shortest being roughly one foot and the longest being six feet. Due to these weapon modifications this is great for both defensive and offensive moves. For example, it can be spun like a bo staff at very high speeds that can act as a shield for oncoming attacks.

Death bed of lilies: This modification is only to the hilt and guard. At the base of the hilt there is a butt plate. The butt plate is able to rotate around a pin that shows an opening within the sword hilt. This small tube is where the poison is stored, this small tube can contain around about eighty mL of poison. The poison is usually injected with a small needle. Near the end of the tube where the hilt meets the guard, there are smaller and thinner lines of tubbing that connect and run through the guard. The edges of the sword guard are very porous, making it easier for the poison to be released in the air. To have a small amount of poison to be run through the guard, there is a special button or trigger on the hilt of the sword. One of the ornaments or shapes along the sword hilt are a secret button. Once pressed a specific amount of poison is let through the smaller tubes up to the guard. To scatter this poisonous substance through air the sword must be violently moved or shaken.

Poison

The poison that is used for the Fifth form. This position is made up of a ratio of three main substances; scarlet crimson ore shavings, scarlet crimson iron sand powder,and wisteria flowers. However there is a small amount of spider lily petals and lotus flowers, but they aren't harmful to demons. Wisteria flowers are a good repellent for demons, a certain amount of it can hinder their abilities like regeneration, movement, etc. yet for this position the amount of wisteria used is actually very little. The main ingredients are the scarlet crimson ore shavings and scarlet crimson iron sand powder. These two things are also what make up Nichirin weapons. They absorb a significant amount of sunlight within just one year, making them a great additive to this position. Both are ground up into a fine powder then mixed in with the wisteria. How the wisteria is prepared and added is unknown. Once all three of those ingredients are combined, the base of the poison is liquid fusion of spider lily petals and lotus flower. The reason why this form is called Death bed of lilies is due to the hallucinations and euphoria that comes from the lotus, normally a demon wouldn’t be affected but due to the good amount of wisteria in the poison the demons react to it. The hallucinate makes the victim see a field of spider lilies, it even gives the illusion of the flowers scent. The mechanics as well as the formula for this poison are only known by the Hikari family.

I know that was a lot to take in and read, but It's all still a work in progress and I might end up changing a few things here and there throughout my story. If you have any questions about any of the breathing forms and sword modifications please feel free to ask, and I'll try to answer as best as I can.

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Character Oc!!!

Word count: 232

This is the oc I'm playing on using for my demon slayer oc story. Here's a little information about her before I start posting some chapters. I haven't actually drawn her yet, but I'm in the process of doing so. The following is just some basic information about her. My next post will mostly be describing her breathing style and each of the forms. Hope you enjoy it!

Name: Izanami Hikari

* In Japanese mythology Izanami was the goddess of creation. She was able to create land, trees, islands, and even other gods. Later in the folklore she became the goddess of death, she gained the ability of the dead and could command spirits and gods of the underworld. Hikari means light or hope in japanese.

Pronouns: She/Her

Place of birth: Mount Fuji-Kasane, Hikari mansion

Age: 17

Birthday: Nov 1st

Zodiac sign: Scorpio

Height: 5'6"

Hair color(s): Dark brown, white

Hair style: Short wolf cut + medium bangs

Eye color(s): Dark brown

Likes: Gyoza, boba, green, blue, nature, animals, weapons, training, skulls, snacks

Dislikes: meetings, running, crowds, loud noises, spiders, cold weather

Breathing style: Death breathing

Rank: Tsuchinoto

Kimono color(s): Black, white, beige

Kimono pattern: smoke Death Breathing

I'm still working out the whole kimono situation tho, I've been debating if she should wear one or not. But I'm hoping that you guys liked her basic character description. Tell me wat you think!

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story time?

Word count: 327

hi, I'm new on Tumblr and wanted to try to get into some writing. I'm currently thinking about doing a story/fanfic about my demon slayer oc, but I want to know what you guys would be looking for in a story. I am new to writing so I might not be the best, but I would love feedback and help on my writing

my ogrinal plan is to write a whole story about my oc, including: their breathing forms, description of each form,backstop, etc. However I'm a bit unsure how I want the plot line to go. I know I for sure want to do my oc's backstory but everything after that is a litte a little blurry. So I'm thinking of a few different plot options but I'm waiting to see what you guys think would be most interesting.

Option 1: backstory, I could literally intsert my character from the beginning of the demon slayer show and go on from there following the group, but changing it up here and there

Option 2: backstory, I could have my character go on some adventures that aren't part of the main demon slayer plot line and have them meet up with everyone in the swordsmith village arc. (Or a different arc if people want)

Option 3: backstory, I don't follow any of the main plot line from the show and go on my own path. But still use terminology from the show and all that.

Option 4: I'd like to see some of your ideas

Option 5: backstory, I can have my character meet up with some of the main characters from the anime time to time, but make sure to create my own adventures to keep it balanced

Personally I can be really indecisive and have a hard time knowing what people would like to read, so any comments to help me get on track would be really appreciated. Please share your thoughts and ideas.