Heya sorry for the late update!!!!
Just a warning that this chapter contains a lot of language and descriptive gore/blood and a lot of angsty terms including:
- child death
- human death
- torture (?)

Proceed with caution!

Anyways let's go!!!!!

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Muzan POV

It has been a total of 4 days since my fiancée died.

I have him currently in our house. I had attempted to make him into a demon. It seemed failed but I can't bring myself to rid of him.

I am no doctor, I can't tell if he has a pulse. My shaky hands can't tell.

It's say four currently. If he doesn't show signs of humane activity. I will assume his death and bury him in our backyard.

It brought tears to my eyes every time I went into his room. I had avoided it.

But, I needed to check up on him.

So I walked over, slid open the door and saw a sight that broke panic to my face.

He. Was. Gone.

No sighs of a person ever being here.

It was like he had turned to ash.

I stepped into the room carefully, my breath jumping and I frantically looked around.

I felt eyes on my back and whipped around.

I shuddered slightly at the 6-foot figure standing in front of me.

He was in the shadows, clothes ripped and ragged, long hair.

"M-michi......" I whispered, containing my slight fear towards the figure.

For all I know it could be Yoriichi.

I had been responded with a growl.

In a blink, the figure was gone.

I stood still, glued stupidly to the ground. Again, I felt an overwhelming feeling of eyes on my neck.

Then, an excruciating pain. I grunted, falling solidly to the floor. I felt liquid ooze from my neck to my mouth.

Blood. The demonic-metallic taste was all too familiar.

I couldn't turn, being pinned down by this- this thing when I was not suspecting it has drained all my strength.

I groaned and squirmed, trying to remove myself from the grasp.

"Get..... Off!!!" I growled and flung him off me.

He hid in the shadows.

"Show yourself" I ordered. Blood was still present on my cheek but I ignored it.

He didn't move.

I imagined my cells, popping inside him, killing him slowly and painfully.

He froze, his breath hitching.

He grunted and swayed himself forward. Seeing to not fair well with the internal pain.

He walked into the moonlight.

My eyes widened slightly.

There stood my fiancée. His mouth is covered in blood, hanging open in a non-human mannern. His fangs glinting in the moonlight. His Kimono shirt was handing off a shoulder slightly, exposing scars on his left shoulder. He had not one, not two, but three sets of eyes. Red scaleras, yellow iris's. Each eye moved independently. He seemed to have no control over what he was doing, or how to control the eyes coherently. Each eye looked like a fragile crystal, ready to be smashed. They had a pointed, almost cat-like pupil like mine and every demon with similar eyes.
He still had his mark, but it was more red, more obvious. More like a vibrant blood-red tattoo than a curse. He was slumped over, not able to speak, hungry for my blood.

"Dear... Let me help. Trust me" I acted softer. It made me internally cringe at the use of... Pet names.

The only eyes that locked onto me were the human ones. They looked like a plea for help. Sympathetic look, ready to tear up and cry.

"If I give you my own blood it will make it worse. I already gave you way to fucking much. You just have to...Control it. Your primary instinct is to hunt, like an animal. The cells crave me. They want to merge with me again and, go back to their owner. They also crave meat. Human meat usually. But you seem to be eating my skin just fine. I will go catch a human for you if you just try to calm down, and speak. You got it?" I reasoned.

His lip quivered, his mouth moving like a fish.

He murmured the letter M. I assumed he was trying to say and remember my name.

However, I knew that the cells rejected that name, would self destruct if the demon said it before gaining their own body back first.

"No no, don't say my name. Say..... Moon. Got it?" I said

He titled His head down, falling to the ground.

His body shook. I stood there. I can't help him in this state. His mind is fighting this new entity residing in him.

"Mmmmm- urgh.... Mmmmmmooo- eaugh" He was trying so hard.

I felt deep down, pretty proud of him.

"Mmmmmooooonn- ah" he breathed out.

"Very good. I will be back in an hour. Try speaking more, anything except my name. Then, after you eat we will learn how to use your body, okay?" I said, crouching down.

He nodded slightly.

I tilted my head and stood up, jumping out the window into the night time.

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After a little while of searching I found two children. One looked to be around 17, the other 5. Siblings playing and dancing in the moonlight.

The smaller one was a girl, the older a male. Females where more nutritios, and the girl was younger, meaning easier to grasp.

I waited till the brother was turned away to jump down, clasping my hands around the girls head, twisting it sideways till it severed a bit, not enough to fall off, but kill her instantly.

She fell backwards, the flower that she was holding fell gracefully to the ground as I swooped her up into my arms, her blood dripping.

I was about to leave when I heard the brother shout.

"AYAME!!! HEY!! PUT MY SISTER DOWN YOU FUCKING CREEP!!" He shouted.

So her name meant flower.

I continued walking, egnoring the brother until I felt something pierce my arm.

A kunai?

I looked behind me. The boy's breath hitched.

"H-hey! Give my sister back!" He said, less confident as my red eyes stole his soul.

I dropped the dead girl to the floor.

He ghasped, and started wailing like a baby bitch.

"You still want her?" I asked

He gritted his teeth and launched at me. I simply stood to the side, grabbing his arm and sanding on his foot.

I ripped his arm straight off, it hit a building, I heard commotion.

The somehow alive boy screamed like a little girl, tears running down his face.

People exited their houses as I punched the boy into the fountain in the middle of the square. the water ran red quickly.

Citizens ran to the boy, some brave men tried shooting me with bows and arrows, some landing hits but I just stood there.

Eventually I got bored, and caught an arrow, throwing it at a man and hitting him in the eye, stabbing his brain and killing him. He fell forwards, piercing the arrow in further till it popped out the other side of his head.

I removed the arrows as the men stopped shooting. I also grabbed the kunai. Throwing it randomly, not caring who it hit.

I bet down, now drenched in the armless-boys blood. I picked up the long-dead girl and walked out of there.

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I arrived back at the house, entering through the door this time.

I heard no movement. I walked to Michikatsu's room, entering though the still open door.

I saw blood eveywhere, and he was grabbing at his eyes. Pulling them out. Of course, the cut off eyes just disintegrated and grew back, much to his displease.

His face was full of deep cuts as he clawed at his many eyes. They most likely caused him discomfort.

"Hey. Stop that fucking dickhead. I have food for you. But. Before you can have it. Say food. "

"I don't need to be fucking babied by you Kibutsuji." He said, much to my suprise.

"I see you have remembered more things. How come?" I chucked the girl to him.

He looked at it, confused at what to do with it.

"So you know how to speak but not eat. Fucking great" I said, more to myself than anyone.

I knelt down before him. He looked in the same state, just his face was covered in blood, as his hands and just everything basically.

I grabbed a limb, and took a bite. I despised the taste of human bone so I ate around it.

He seemed to awe at what I was doing. I motioned for him to copy.

As soon as he took a chunk, popping a sweet vein, he was hooked. His pupils dialated, going thin, like a cat.

He rapidly fed on the human, the daemonic instincts returning.

I finished off my share. I snapped open the bone and used my nail to gather up all the marrow that resided within, discarding the carcus by throwing out the window.

I glanced at him, tearing off large chunks of the girl, spitting out kimono, eating bone and all.

I sent him a smug look at in around 10 minutes, the human was nothing except a pile of cleaned bones, bloody kimono, teeth and hair.

"So, how was your first human?" I asked.

He looked at Me, mouth hanging open slightly.

He closed it quickly.

"Oh uhm.... It tasted like pig." He responded, licking his lips.

"You, mister, need a bath. You are covered in blood" I said, standing up.

He stood up with my assistance.

We stumbled in silence to the bathroom.

Our bathroom consisted of a long wooden bucket, insulated with weird material. We had a well and a toilet outside.

"You undress, I'll get the water." I said and left him to sit on a stool.

I went out the house, and over to our well. I sent the metal bucket-on-a-string down to fetch water. I had two large wooden buckets, similar to the one inside, but smaller to transferr the water.

I filled them both up, with fresh ( ish ) water and walked inside. I entered the bathroom, seeing the discarded clothes on the stool and my Fiancée in the bathtub. His hands covered his abdominal area sheepishly.

I poured in the cold water and carved away at the soap bar, mixing it up into a bubble paste solution and grabbed a sponge.

I started on his back, scrubbing off the blood, dying the water red, giving him closure. He relaxed as I scrubbed more and more of his body, being careful around his eyes as to not cause him any more physical pain. At times, his veins tensed as he fought the cells in silence.

I was about to start draining the water into the ground when he stopped me.

"And you? You are drenched in blood aswell, Muzan" He said.

I lifted two wet fingers up, rubbing them against my face, seeing them stain red.

"Hmm. Could you wash me please?" I asked, kneeling down.

He nodded, sitting up successfully. I undressed, staying in underwear as to not make anything more weird.

I looked away as he removed himself from the tub. He dried off a bit, putting on underwear and squeezing out his clean-er hair.

"I don't remeber how to tie hair. Could you please help?" He asked, giving me the piece of string. I nodded, and put his hair into a bun to dry. I squeezed exec water out. He wrapped a towel around his neck to stop any drips and grabbed the sponge.

He wet my hair, running his fingers through it in no manners, just to stop it from clotting and knotting. Then, he rubbed at the blood.

His movements where slow, and not coordinated. Sometimes he would fling his hand to the left or right, hitting me in the face or the ear. His eyes would still not cooperate.

As soon as the blood was removed, I drained the tub into the underground pit.

I stood up, and wrapped A towel around. We both where only in blood-stained towels and underwear. It was cold outside.

"Stand still. And remove the towel" I said. He grabbed it from his neck and passed it to me. I took it, also sending down the well bucket, retrieving water.

I grabbed the bucket over, and told him to crouch down as bit. I flushed the bucket over him, watching red drip down.

Our well was placed in our garden, so it fed the plants water anyway.

I did it until his hair ran white water, not red. Then, I tied it back up.

He did the same with me. Waiting until the water ran white. He was a bit sloppy, his strength being so weak at the time.

I dried my mid-lenth raven hair a bit and changed into clean, dry, and warm clothes that had been residing near out fireplace beforehand.

I sat with him in our main room, Infront of the fire to keep us warm on a cool spring night.

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This was just a bit of fluff to treat you guys!!!

Next chapt. Will be teaching michi how to use the new body, how to hunt, how to use blood art, deciding a name.

And then I do after that :D

Anyways bye bye!!