DID I REALLY JUST GOT HIT BY THE INFAMOUS TRUCK-KUN?!
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*GASPPP* "I'M IN DEMON SLAYER?!?!"
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"OMG OMG- WHY AM I BURNING?! AAAAAAAAAAA"
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'This muzzle isn't that bad after all.. I Look β¨C U T Eβ¨'
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I'M REALLY ~LAZY~, A BIT ~INTOVERTED~, AND CAN BE ~CHAOTIC~ IN THE STORY
(WHY AM I DOING THIS... I DON'T EVEN KNOW MYSELF THAT WELL*Inserts me rethinking my whole life decisions*)
Important notice:
-I do not own Demon slayer, they belong to Koyoharou Gotouge.
-There will be some manga spoilers ahead in the story.
-There might be a slight gore or sensitive topics in the story, please read at your own risk. (cuz you know, this is a demon slayer fanfic.. stuffs like that happens.)