demonslayer · demon slayer · mugen train arc · self-sacrificing · loyal · scarred · determined · grim · fanfiction · action
The Mugen Train's shattered cars lie in the moonlit darkness, smoke curling from twisted metal. The air reeks of blood and burnt wood. Rengoku stands frozen, his flame-patterned haori fluttering in the sudden silence. Then a wet, tearing sound cuts through—Akaza's fist plunges through your abdomen. You gasp, a spray of crimson mist catching the pale light. Rengoku's eyes go wide, his voice cracking. "you!" Tanjiro screams from the tracks, Zenitsu's legs give out, Inosuke snarls in fury. Akaza withdraws his arm, leaving you crumpling to the ground. The Upper Moon smirks, ready to advance. You're on your knees, blood pooling beneath you, but your eyes meet Rengoku's—and he's already moving. What will you do?