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He stands in a blank void, his thoughts are the only thing keeping him company. He reaches up to grasp his horn on the top of his head to find it’s not there.
He pulls his hand back down to find it covered in blood.
He stares at it for a second, not registering what was going on.
Had he finally died?
He couldn’t have. He still hasn’t defeated Muzan yet.
He turns around to find his brother standing with him. Senjiro having a darkened face, with an unnerving glare directed his way.
“Senjiro! What are you doing here?” He try’s his best to smile but senjiro just keeps staring.
“Why did you kill him?”
What?
“Who are you-“ kyojuro didn’t have the time to finish his sentence before he was cut off.
“Father. You killed father.”
What was he talking about? No he didn’t.
His legs start tingling as he looks down to find himself sinking.
“Didn’t you love him? Care about him?”
Of course he did!
He blinks and his surroundings change. Kyojuros back at the flame estate. He is still sinking and he’s halfway into the ground.
He feels something drip off his face and lands on the ground. Blood.
His stomach sinks.
He is disgusted.
He looks up to see his father looming over him. Something was wrong, though.
He couldn’t remember his fathers face. He searched around, trying to find a clue to what fathers face looked like.
His breathing picked up and his surroundings changed yet again.
Places mushed together.
Where was he?
Who was he?
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He woke up under his head the next day with a splitting headache. Not remembering what happened in his dream.