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❁ཻུ۪۪ ━ ❝ When the devil learns true pain. 

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"Happy birthday, (Y/n)." Muzan smiled down at the laying boy as he played with his (H/c) hair, he found it comforting when he did it for the first time two days after they met. (Y/n) smiled back at Muzan, "Thank you, Muzan-san. Though, I'm sure you're really busy managing all those demons, so I don't think you should have come today." (Y/n) protested, his voice weak. 

Muzan looked down at him and smirked, "None of that matters right now, here, I got you something." After saying that, Muzan pulled something out of his pocket and opened it revealing a beautiful blood moon necklace. 

"It's so beautiful!" (Y/n) eyes widened and shined as he saw Muzan unclip it and put it around his neck, clipping it back on. "I saw it and thought that you might like it, seeing that it will remind you of me." Muzan chuckled as he leaned away from (Y/n) allowing the young boy to admire it. 

Looking down at the blood moon necklace (Y/n) smiled and looked back up at Muzan. "Thank you, Muzan-san!" (Y/n) thanked him as he leaned closer towards his figure and gave him his signature hug which was just (Y/n) leaning on him as he imagined himself hugging his best friend. 

Muzan looked down at him and kissed his temple. "No need to thank me, (Y/n)-" Coughing on his coat (Y/n) leaned his head back as he continued to cough making Muzan panic. "(Y/n), (Y/n) are you alright?!" Muzan asked him, though (Y/n) did not respond due to coughing his life out. 

Suddenly, (Y/n) stopped coughing, moving, and breathing. Panicking even more, Muzan brought (Y/n) closer to his chest and checked his pulse. "He's... no... you won't die on me, (Y/n)!" Muzan yelled out as he brought his finger close to (Y/n) neck.

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"I've decided..." Leaning closer to their king, the gods and goddesses waited in anticipation. Pointing his finger down at the boy his finger began to glow as ten orbs appeared close to the portal to the human world. 

Seeing their king point his finger down they did the same thing, relief washing over their features knowing that the future of humanity was in safe hands. 

"... you shall be our demon slayer."

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Seeing ten glowing orbs appear above the figure of (Y/n) it went inside of his body, and almost immediately his chest began to move up and down, the boy's skin quickly looking healthy as his breathing became even. 

"My son, I thought I heard-! Ahh! A monster!" Looking up at the person who was screaming Muzan saw that it was (Y/n) mother followed by her maids. Quickly running to her son's side, (Y/n) mother wrapped him in her arms securely as samurai's appeared in front of them, weapons at the ready to defend their mistress and young master. 

"Get away from my son, demon!" (Y/n) mother yelled as the maids pulled their mistress up to run away from the room. Seeing this Muzan frowned at them, and in a blink of an eye, the samurai's were cut into thousands of little pieces. 

"You're not going anywhere with (Y/n)..." Muzan glared at the mother and the maids as they stood frozen. "I suppose I should kill you all now, but not (Y/n), oh, not (Y/n)." Muzan sighed as he appeared in front of (Y/n) mother and pulled (Y/n) to his chest. 

"Now, die." All of a sudden, a fire started as it quickly burned the maids and the mistress. "My son!" The mistress yelled as she reached a hand towards her son in a weak attempt to recapture him, only for the demon to turn away from her and climb up to the window, the moon shining down at the two. 

"You and this whole estate shall burn." Muzan stated as he vanished from the window leaving the burning estate as people got out from their homes to yell out for help. 

Looking down at (Y/n) he sighed, 'I wish to keep him, but... I know I can't, I have to leave him somewhere...' Vanishing from sight, Muzan appeared in front of a small temple. Taking a deep breath, Muzan exhaled and looked back down at the small (Y/n) who was barely even 3'7 feet tall.

"I'm sorry... but I don't want to raise you in such an impure place. This place is for people who believe in gods, so I suppose this should be the best place." Placing (Y/n) down on the steps of the temple, Muzan knocked loudly on the door and waited. 

Hearing knocking from the front doors of the temple the head priest groaned and got up, putting on his glasses and slipping on his shoes. "I'm coming, I'm coming..." The head priest mumbled as he lit a candle and got up from his bed, heading towards the front temple doors. 

Sighing, the head priest opened the door and looked around only to see no one. "Hello- oh, a young boy." Kneeling on the floor, the head priest picked up the small boy. "Now, who would leave such a frail boy..." The head priest asked himself and looked around again only to see no one. 

Looking down to inspect the boy the first thing that he noticed was a golden light coming from his back. Quirking his brow, the head priest went inside and closed the doors, and headed over to one of the chairs, putting him on top of it. 

Pulling off his kimono gently his eyes widened as he saw various colors showing different symbols on his back. 

"The gods!" The head priest exclaimed as he figured out what these symbols meant. "The gods have pleased this child with their power...!" Clapping his hands happily the head priest quickly put the boy's kimono back on and carried him over towards a spare room. 

Sliding the door with his foot the head priest placed the boy gently down on the bed. "May the gods sleep with you tonight, my dear child." The head priest bowed down and walked out of the room, sliding the door behind him.

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The first morning rays shone on top of the blessed child, the boy's hair sprawled out as per the usual. Groaning, (Y/n) opened his eyes only to see himself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. "Where... where am I?" (Y/n) asked himself as he slowly got up from his futon. Looking around, he saw a small table with drawers to his left and a small closet to his right, the futon laid next to the window. 

Looking away from the furniture (Y/n) walked towards the door and slide it open and stepped out. Looking to his left and right (Y/n) walked to his left and headed to a right only to see five male figures sitting and eating lunch. 

Noticing the new person the head priest smiled warmly at the boy and patted the seat next to him. "My boy! Come eat with us, you seem quite skinny." The head priest chuckled as he saw the young boy freeze up, quickly hiding behind the wall as a small tuff of his hair poked out. 

The male sitting in front of the head priest laughed and set down his chopsticks. "Just where exactly did you find this child, head priest?" The man with long, black hair asked him. The head priest smirked, "After I heard knocking at the front doors I went up to go and investigate only to find that boy there," The head priest pointed at the spying child and smiled. "all knocked out." 

The man next to the other tsked, "You know we don't accept kids, head priest." The man with short, black hair reminded the old man making him laugh awkwardly. "I know, but since the gods wished for him to be brought here, then I had no other option but to obey." The head priest replied making everyone else stop their eating. 

Looking back at the shy male the head priest motioned for him to come closer and sit down on the floor with them. "You look quite hungry, come on, we won't bite, it's against our beliefs." The head priest reassured him making (Y/n) slightly ease up. 

Lifting his right foot (Y/n) slowly walked over towards the head priest and sat down next to him, looking down at the food unsure of what to do. The man with the long, black hair frowned in disbelief. "Aren't you gonna pick up the chopsticks?" He asked him, only to be surprised yet again when the young child shook his head. 

The head priest frowned at this, "That's a problem." Turning his head to the right to look at the small child he smiled down at him warmly. "Mind telling us where you come from, child?" The head priest questioned him. (Y/n) eyes were still set on the food before shaking his head. 

Everyone else stiffened at this and looked at him with newfound pity. Clearing his throat the head priest looked back at the child and ruffled his hair. "Then, do you know your name?" The head priest asked him, the others becoming interested in the conversation. 

Picking up his chopsticks with unsteady hands (Y/n) picked up a small piece of rice and quickly put it inside his mouth and swallowed.

 "Katsuo, Katsuo (Y/n)."

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