ᴠɪ·ʀᴀ·ɢᴏ
/ᴠƏˈʀÄꞬŌ/
ɴᴏᴜɴ
ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ, ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴀʀʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ; ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴꜱᴛʀᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴇxᴇᴍᴘʟᴀʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴏɪᴄ Qᴜᴀʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ.
The Demon Slayer Corps,
An organization unrecognized by the goverment.
An organization, in which people are payed to kill the vile be...
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Previously..
Suddenly, the boy leaped out and attacked Tanjiro. Even with a wooden sword, he still beat Tanjiro, who was using a real blade.
Tanjiro fell down to the ground.
The salmon haired boy finally stepped on the ground. "Slow." He said "Weak." He continued. "Rusty, your state is not a man by any definition." The boy finished.
Continuing on..
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"What are you doing, who are you?!" Tanjiro shouted.
"I should be asking you that. What are you doing?" Said male in question returned Tanjiro's question.
The burgundy haired boy gave him an incredulous look. "Doing? I'm training! What else does it look like?" He exclaimed, slightly irritated.
"How long are you going to sit on the ground like that? Prepare yourself." The peach haired boy scoffed as he challenged him. "Bring it on."
Tanjiro gave him a questioning look as he stuttered in concern, "B-but, you're holding a wooden a sword and I'm holding a real one." He pointed at the salmon haired boy's blade that was crafted with the aforementioned inferior material.
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