Y/n L/n is a 17 y/o boy who comes from one of the last samurai families in the history of Japan (since the samurai were extinct since almost 40 years ago)
This is the story of how one of the last Samurai became a demon slayer
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Hey, you decided to read the story, great, thank you, just... don't be too disappointed, I'm not a writer of any sorts, so I'm sorry if I make you waste your time Without further ado, let's begin Enjoy the story :)
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3rd point of view
Japan, Taisho era, it was a time of piece, where people lived happily, except for one thing that common people don't even know about: Demons
Those creatures that take humans as their food, only appearing at night, they're only weakness being daylight. Daylight, AND a weapon that has the same effect as sunlight
But you know that story already
Somewhere in Japan, in a big mountain, there was a classic Japanese-looking temple. Many people thought it was abandoned, but there was still people living in there
Inside the temple, in an empty room apparently used as a dojo, a young más was standing still. His name was Y/n L/n.
He had his head down with his eyes closed, his hands in rest, just like he was sleeping while standing still. In reality, he was meditating. He stood still in total concentration, his mind went blank, nothing mattered in that precise moment. Until...
*dash*
A flash of lightning came across the room like a rifle bullet aiming at Y/n's neck In that moment...
Y/n: ...I see it!- he said while opening his eyes In that moment, the flash of light revealed itself as a person holding a sword, being parried by Y/n with his bare hand Y/n: *pant* *pant* I finally made it, dad Dad: yeah, never thought I would see the day my good for nothing son would stop my strike, with one hand at it
Y/n point of view
I can't believe it, I stopped my father'a strike for the first time. I always thought that no one can deflect his attack but maybe I was wrong
I let go from my father's sword, he took the sword and putted it in its sheath, before he took it with both hands in a horizontal position
Dad: I think it's time... Y/n: time for what? Dad: time for you to make your own destiny Y/n: sorry, I failed philosophy, whats that supposed to mean? Dad: *sigh* stupid son- he said while he facepalmed in disappointment Y/n: (-_-) well, what is it?
Dad takes the sword whit both hands and hands it to me like a knight
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A/n: if you don't like it you can change it
Y/n: dad this is... Dad: yes, you already surpassed me son, so this is no longer my sword, it's yours Y/n: no way...
