"There was once a Demon Slayer as cold as ice who slayed demons unlike any person I have seen. He was once a kind, generous, and gentle soul who had a beautiful family he loved so much and had a village he lived in...but it was suddenly all taken aw...
(I changed the nichrin sword Fushi had so you can go back and look)
Sanemi's POV...
This guy isn't joking around with this fight, it's almost as if his tension is about to explode...the sword he normally uses is definitely not the sword he's using now. And that stance he's in...now that I think about it, he never got into a stance the first moment he became a Hashira.
Not to mention the most questionable thing...why hasn't he shown any signs of breathing forms? Hell does he even know any techniques? But if he doesn't know any, then how and why is he able to kill demons without amputation?
...Just who even is this jackass?
Just little did I know is that he started to move his sword in the form a small dance. Before I knew it, he moved his sword to the center as the end of its edge was facing me...and then I saw it...
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...The Dragon that stood right behind him and was enraged with it's own blood...how angered it showed with it's hatred for me rising....
But then...this bastard didn't even move, he just stared down at me into the eyes as I got irrated as if he was just looking down on me as I charged and jumped up into the air as I was ready to swing my sword to slice him open.
What I did not expect to come next was utterly disrespectful...he sheathed his sword and then blocked the swing I tried to land on him with his scabbard as if my sword couldn't even cut the damn sheathed blade of his....
I couldn't believe how someone like him was able to block my swing with a sheathed blade. But then.... "You really thought the idea of just rushing towards me and hoping I would die from just one single blow would allow you to claim the victory...?" He asked both kindly and dangerously.
He was only holding his sheathed sword with just only using his right hand and then flung me back after swinging it. As I planted my feet on the ground before I could fall on my back, he looked at me with a glare....
I was already beginning to be angry at this bastard as he said "...you may be wondering how this scabbard didn't break..." as he removed his katana from the scabbard and added on with "Both the sword and the scabbard are made of the same material. Instead of using metal or iron....I told Hagenezuka to craft the blade and the whole scabbard out of a strong material..."
Narrator's POV...
One month ago...
"You want them to craft your sword and scabbard out of that type of material? Why not forge it from steel?" Said Dakubi who trained Fushi in the art of Dragon Breathing.
As Fushi was writing in his journal about what he hoped to achieve, he turned his view to Dakubi and said "The material I wish for them to use needs to be the most durable and powerful....which is why I sent my eagle Phear to deliver them a source of ore I found during my training..."
