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Zenitsu burst through the doors, into the place where he could hear his friends battling Kibutsuji.
Kaminari no Kokyu - Ichi no Kata: Hekireki Issen!
He quickly dashed to the fight scene, panting and bleeding slightly from the backlash of using Thunder Breathing too fast - although he didn’t care.
“TANJIROU!”
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It happened too fast for Tanjirou to see - heck, even for Kanao to see if she was there.
He was panting heavily, bleeding freely - yet he still swung his sword at the writhing muscles that made up Kibutsuji Muzan.
Mizu no Kokyu - Ich -
He was cut off by a wayward shard of debris flying his way and nailing him in the gut, causing his already hurt body to cough out blood - Stupid body - and providing an opportunity for the Demon King to land a blow on him.
Tanjirou shut his eyes, awaiting the blow - And probably his death, let’s be real - that somehow never came.
Tentatively, he opened his eyes.
And promptly regretted it as he stared into a pair of eyes he knew very well - slowly bleeding out of life right before his perfectly intact ones.
“ZENITSU! NO -”
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Were the last things Zenitsu heard before spiralling into darkness, his last clear vision Tanjirou’s bloody face staring at him in horror and disbelief.
If this is dying, perhaps this isn’t so bad. I died fighting Kibutsuji Muzan, after all - and I laid Ani - Kaigaku to rest. I also avenged Jii-chan. I died saving my friend. My Friend.
Tanjirou, don’t beat yourself up for this. I loved having friends like you and Inosuke, and especially Nezuko-chan!
He kept on falling, but the fall was serene and unbothered.
He spoke too soon.
He landed in a familiar garden, greeted by a familiar face.
“J-Jii-chan?”
Jii-chan slowly moved around to look at him, a fond smile gracing his face.
“Zenitsu, you are my pride and joy.”
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