Tanjirou panted as he swung his sword. Durning training he wasn't allowed to use his blood demon art, not that it would have any effect on demons, so he had to rely on his pure strengt. However, holding a sword left nostalgic.
"Your own... sword was... left behind..."
Right, Kokushibo had mentioned that he had a sword once. Why did he own one in the first place? Eh, it didn't matter enough for Tanjirou to care. His training was more important.
Train... Get stronger... Don't dissapoint...
Don't dissapoint...
"Don't you... ever dare... to dissapoit him..." Kokushibo's voice was heard. "He has... decided to... let you live..."
Tanjirou nodded as sweat drobs fell to the floor and he regenerated, healing his wounds and regrowing his arm.
Muzan had been 'kind' enough to allow for Tanjirou to live, under the circumstances that Tanjirou would be useful and not be a dissapointment.
Dissapointment...
The word rang in Tanjirou's mind.
I'm a dissapointment...
I'm useless...
Be useful...
Do everything you're told to...
I can't do anything right...
Try again...
Be stronger...
Push yourself to your limits...
Train harder...
Don't
Ever
Dissapoint
Him
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The demon's apprentice
FanfictionOne night while during a mission, Tanjirou runs into an uppermoon. How will things continue after that? (This story was inspired my this AMAZING masterpiece: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47640022)
