Demon Slayer: Tanjiro becomes a ghost, Nezuko becomes a pillar!

Chapter 2 Demonization

Tanjiro looked at the man in front of him, fear and suffocation filling his entire body.

At that moment, he smelled the man's murderous intent.

The strong smell made it impossible for him to breathe, and the immense fear prevented him from moving his limbs.

What...what kind of monster is he? He...

"Tanjiro, Nezuko..."

Just then, the mother, dragging her weak body, opened her bedroom door, wanting to ask Tanjiro why Nezuko hadn't returned yet.

However, they saw a man in a black suit standing at the door, and Tanjiro standing there stiffly.

Oh no, Mother...

Tanjiro was startled when he heard his mother's voice.

However, Muzan, who was standing in front of him, also noticed his mother in the room, and the next second, a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

When Tanjiro saw that smile, his heart sank, and a dangerous, deathly smell assaulted his nostrils.

He immediately shouted loudly and forcefully twisted his body towards his mother.

"Mother, run!"

However, the moment he turned around, the scene before him rendered him speechless.

At some point, a scarlet tentacle pierced through the mother's head.

The mother stared wide-eyed in terror, her mouth agape but unable to utter a sound.

Immediately afterward, he heard the sound of wooden planks cracking in his ears, and several tentacles pierced through the partition, precisely stabbing into the foreheads of his younger siblings.

As Tanjiro watched these scenes unfold, a wave of pain washed over him, and his desperate roar echoed throughout the snowy mountain.

"ah……!!!!!!"

"Kid, your family members have my blood; they'll either become ghosts or die. And what can you do now?"

Muzan appeared behind Tanjiro at some point, and the tentacles emerged from his body.

The tentacles wriggled, as if they were conveying something.

Tanjiro stared at the scene before him in despair, wishing it were all just a nightmare.

But the strong smell of blood, along with the stench of impending death emanating from his mother, brother, and sister, relentlessly filled his nostrils.

He could clearly smell the last trace of his mother's scent.

【Tanjiro...run! 】

The next second, the tentacle left its mother's head, and blood kept flowing from the huge hole.

"Hmm? Looks like we failed!"

The next second, all the tentacles retracted.

What was once a cozy wooden house has now become a living hell.

"Mother... Mother..."

Tanjiro stared in disbelief at his mother's corpse.

The last trace of their scent also emanated from their younger siblings.

Brother...it hurts...

Tanjiro was on the verge of despair. His loved ones had died right before his eyes, and he could only watch helplessly.

Meanwhile, Muzan behind him watched the horrific scene inside the room with a hint of boredom.

"Hmph, I wasn't planning on adding any more ghosts. If you didn't look like that man, your mother, brothers, and sisters wouldn't have died. Blame it on your face and that head of hair!"

After saying that, he placed his hand on Tanjiro's head.

He stared at Tanjiro's face, his gaze seemingly piercing through time, landing on another figure, his whisper carrying a twisted expectation.

"Become a demon... Yoriichi. Let me see if this face can still retain its pathetic purity after it has fallen into demonhood."

His fingers, as soft as kneading tofu, carried a chilling, destructive energy as they pierced Tanjiro's head.

Tanjiro was still immersed in grief when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

Immediately afterwards, Tanjiro let out a painful groan, as if the blood in his body had been frozen instantly, and then torn apart by a scorching force in the next second.

He could clearly feel a strange, insane desire growing within him, his teeth becoming sharp, and the world in his vision turning crimson.

However, he soon lost consciousness under such immense force.

Muzan looked at Tanjiro lying on the ground, his eyes showing even more disdain.

"Hmph, what a waste of my blood!"

Muzan took one last look at the wooden house before turning and disappearing into the snow-covered night.

However, what he didn't notice was that the five bloody holes in Tanjiro's head were slowly healing.

In his hazy consciousness, Tanjiro knelt on the blood-splattered ground, weeping sadly as he looked at the corpses of his mother and younger siblings.

In that instant, he also had the conviction that he didn't want to live anymore.

Even the bloody hole on its head stopped healing!

He failed to keep his promise to his father and did not protect his mother, younger brother, and younger sister.

Even the responsibility of supporting the family, which was originally hers to bear, fell on Mi Douzi's shoulders...

【Nie beans... Nei beans...】

In his hazy consciousness, he kept murmuring the name of Ni Douzi.

No, Midouzi is still alive, Midouzi... Midouzi is still alive, Midouzi, you can't come back, you mustn't come back! There are demons here! Where are you, Midouzi, where are you! You mustn't come back! No, I have to protect Midouzi. As the eldest son, I failed to protect my mother, my brothers, I still have my sister, I still have Midouzi!

Driven by the belief in protecting Mizuko, the wound, which had stopped healing, began to slowly heal.

Tanjiro's body began to tremble uncontrollably, his skin turned pale, his nails grew wildly, and his originally gentle amber pupils were gradually swallowed by scarlet.

As those scarlet pupils opened, the bloody hole on his head quickly healed!

Sharp fangs began to grow wildly, and the body also began to grow rapidly!

As Tanjiro slowly stood up, drool began to drip from the corner of his mouth onto the wooden floor.

The body of his mother before him emitted an enticing aroma, tempting him to savor that exquisite delicacy.

However, his eyes were filled with tears, and his gaze was filled with pain and regret.

A powerful instinct made him stop in his tracks, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, as if he were fighting against another, more frantic version of himself.

That was his family, his dearest mother.

Just as he was struggling in pain, trying to go forward to help his mother...

A completely different "scent" cut into his senses like an iceberg!

It is cold and sharp, with the clarity of flowing water, but at its core it is wrapped in deep sorrow and a trace of... resolute killing intent!

The body's instincts reacted before consciousness.

Almost at the same instant he dodged to the side, a cold voice rang out:

"Water Breathing, First Form, Water Surface Slash"

Before the words were even finished, the strike suddenly erupted!

The blade, imbued with immense water-based fighting spirit, transformed into a clear, azure light screen. Within this screen, a faint, rippling "water surface" appeared, as if the entire lake had been instantly drawn away and condensed into the blade.

The moment the blade grazed the back of his neck, snowflakes were shaken and scattered, and even a faint mist of water vapor filled the air.

Because he smelled the scent first, Tanjiro, now transformed into a demon, was able to dodge the attack more quickly.

However, he was still inevitably injured. A thin, long wound burst open on Tanjiro's neck, and he was almost beheaded.

Tanjiro quickly turned around, almost instinctively spreading his arms to shield his mother's body behind him, his scarlet eyes warily fixed on the suddenly appearing knife-wielding man.

The young man holding the knife—Tomioka Giyuu—frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Huh? You dodged it?"

A hint of surprise crossed his mind.

This ghost... its reactions are abnormally fast.