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A/N: 50k reads, Thank you wannabe-brides
BY THE POWER OF AUTHOR I WILL SEND YOU TO DIFFERENT UNIVERSES, GET READY MICHAEL!!!
"WHA-"
*Plop*
"..."
Muzan fell on his butt.
"Fuck, that dumb bitch of a Author. My butt hurts like shit." Muzan muttered.
"Where tf are we?"
'Oh your here to? I guess I'm not alone then, we're in a different universe like they said'
"Oh. Damn."
'Exactly' Muzan looked around trying to find where the fuck he was at.
"THE DEMON KING!"
"The fuck?" He looked over and saw a bunch of kids pointing their fingers at him.
"GET HIM!!!!" They all yelled and ran towards him with katana's in their hand ready to swing.
"WOAH WOAH WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!?????" Muzan Dodges all of their attacks.
"AS EXPECTED OF THE DEMON KING! CALL FOR BACKUP!"
Muzan's veins popped out. "I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING" *Insert Danny's voice and response from tiktok*
"GET HIM, THE BACK UP IS ON THEIR WAY!"
"I will really create a damn nuke and nuke this whole planet..."
"Ayo calm your mommy milkers down"
'SHUT THE FU-'
*SLAP*
"..."
"..."
"..."
"I am this 🤌 close to killing these people here" Muzan muttered with a scary killing intent. Back aura oozing out of his body making the people have shivers down their spin.
~~~
"Umm..." the hashira's who arrived sweatdropped at the scene.
After they hurriedly arrive, not exactly expecting a tower of people, all tied up together and made a human Jenga.
"What the fuck is that" the silver haired male with scars on his face asked as he narrowed his eyes.
"Oh look at these people. They don't have even one ounce of flamboyance" the man with a shinobi headband judged with Tanjiro disgusted expression.
'HELLO????? WE'RE FORCED TO BE A DAMN BOARD GAME AND YOUR SAYING WE DON'T LOOK FLAMBOYANT?!??!!' All the people that became jenga complained while crying out trying to get themselves free.
