The 3 Angels of Death

Bloodshed

Rimuro: Has this journey changed me for the worse I mean look at me now here I am toying with an enemy crushing their hopes and dreams torturing them slowly in every conceivable way and

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Rimuro was standing with his sword and attire covered in blood doing nothing but standing with eyes that looked emptier than the void he could usually harness

Rimuro: . . . Am I a bad person

Rimuro looked up to the various Urogi clones all of which he crucified in various places including all their joints with tree branches rocks and wood all of their wings respective wings were nailed above each of them most of them were already dead from the shock and based on all their expressions you could never tell they were the joy clones

Urogi: Yes

One clone spoke weakly while twitching

Rimuro: . . . (Slime Breathing Fourth Form: Benimaru)

Rimuro didn't look back as he moved his sword so swiftly that it began to generate actual fire from the friction but not your average fire the flames were so hot they were black Rimuro's Haori seemed to slightly move 

Rimuro: . . . Guess it's a matter of perspective really, well that takes care of one of the clones 

Rimuro began to head back as he suddenly sheathed his sword with that all the Urogi clones burst into flames and were completely incinerated

Rimuro: (Hmm I've always wondered what happens when one of the clones is genuinely dead)

Meanwhile, Muichiro, Nezuko, Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Genya had been fighting off an army of clones Muichiro was fighting all the Aizetsu clones

Aizetsu: How sad this poor child must suffer against such overwhelming odds it's really quite tragic really

Muichiro: Mist Breathing Fifth Form: Sea of Clouds and Haze

Muichiro cut down a multitude of clones including the one who spoke

Muichiro: I'd say the saddest part about this is that it takes this many of you to take down such a small group but it's not as if what you think really matters the symbols on all your tongues say sadness it doesn't matter what you do you'll always be sad if you can only feel and do one thing can you even call that sentient your lives consist of nothing but being trapped together and feeling one emotion daily it can only be brought to the conclusion that your lives mean nothing and you serve zero purposes within yourselves quite a waste of feeling in that regard what are you even born to do

Meanwhile, Zenitsu Genya and Inosuke were fighting the Karaku clones

Karaku: HAHAHAHAH YOU'RE ALL JUST TOO ENTERTAINING WHAT WITH YOUR CONTINUOUS SWORDSMANSHIP ALONG WITH YOUR UNORTHODOX ONE AND WHO CAN FORGET THAT WEAPON OF HIS IT'S ALL TOO MUCH FUN