Demon Slayer: I am a Demon

"Only by consuming flesh and blood can we continuously grow stronger. The way you are now reminds me of myself when I first became a demon. I once had the same persistence as you, but I found that such persistence is so ridiculous in the face of true hunger. When you devour flesh and blood, feel the pleasure in your body's cells, feel yourself growing stronger, and feel yourself constantly moving towards perfection, then you will truly understand..."

The demon stared at Su Mu, its eyes bloodshot: "Hunt with me, let's grow stronger and stronger, and even become the new 'Twelve Demon Moons'."

Su Mu did not answer the demon's question, but instead asked in a low voice, "Do you still remember your memories of being human?"

The evil spirit was stunned. Unconsciously, it recalled fragments of its past as a human, but upon further reflection, those fragments seemed to gradually become blurred.

Unconsciously, the memories of being a human being have slowly faded from my mind, leaving only vague fragments of certain 'happy' moments from my time as a human being.

But these things have been gradually lost without us even realizing it.

When I look back, a nameless fear rises in my heart, as if I can no longer face the time when I was a weak human being.

Do you still remember who you used to be?

Su Mu looked at the demon before him: "Or are you still yourself now?"

The demon clutched its head in pain, as if trying to remember something, as if trying to grasp something, but...

You can't grasp anything.

even

I don't want to think back anymore, I don't want to face the person I used to be. All I want to do is keep eating and keep getting stronger.

Although I am on the path to becoming stronger, there will be moments when I feel empty inside, as if I have lost something precious. But upon closer inspection, I find that I have not lost anything. However, that empty feeling will always linger in my heart.

"What's the point of looking back? What can we change?"

After a long while, the demon recovered from its dejected mood: "Do you think your current persistence will be of any use?"

"Oh……"

The demon suddenly laughed: "No demon is special. Even the powerful 'Twelve Demon Moons' cannot change anything. When we become stronger, we will inevitably lose something. Don't you feel the beauty of being strong now, the powerful body, the unparalleled regenerative ability, the almost inexhaustible life..."

Su Mu didn't speak. For thousands of years, apart from the Ni Douzi who became a ghost, no other ghost has ever been considered special.

If nothing unexpected happens, driven by his innate desire to "eat" as a ghost, he will become like other evil spirits, but he will eventually find a way to overcome it.

Even as a ghost, I will still live according to my own ideas.

Su Mu said calmly.

The demon stared at Su Mu with its crimson eyes, but this time it didn't say anything and silently returned to sit on the ground.

Su Mu didn't say anything more, but just searched for some money in the cave.

The skeletons in this cave are those of people who died after being attacked by evil spirits. Evil spirits are only interested in flesh and blood, and have little interest in money and such things. Therefore, there are quite a few skeletons left behind.

In just a short while, he had found quite a few.

This money is enough to cover the cost of studying at the Hiko Dojo.

…………

As the sun gradually sets, every household keeps its doors and windows tightly shut.

In this town that has recently been rumored to be haunted, almost no one would choose to leave their home on such a dark night.

At that moment, the skinny girl carefully pushed open the door.

Outside the door, it was pitch black, the surroundings were empty and silent, with only the faint howling of the wind that sounded like ghosts.

Such an environment is undoubtedly somewhat eerie; even an adult would feel uneasy, let alone a little girl.

However, the girl didn't seem to care much about the environment; instead, a hint of anticipation lingered in her beautiful pinkish-purple eyes.

The girl squatted quietly in the corner by the door, hugging her knees.

As soon as a man's figure jumped down from under the eaves, the girl who had been quietly crouching in the corner by the door immediately stood up and rushed towards the man.

The girl's pinkish-purple eyes seemed to sparkle at that moment.

When she reached the man, the girl didn't speak, but simply gazed at him quietly.

Su Mu reached out and patted the girl's head, then gently squatted down and picked her up. With a light touch of his foot, he soared into the air and landed on the roof. With another light touch, his figure rose and fell under the eaves.

The girl stayed quietly in Su Mu's arms, her pinkish-purple eyes sparkling slightly. She seemed to find it strange to be carried so quickly between the eaves for the first time.

Soon, Su Mu carried the girl to a somewhat dilapidated courtyard, which looked like it had been uninhabited for a long time.

He led the girl into a room in the dilapidated courtyard, where a campfire was burning, and the crackling sound of the burning wood could be clearly heard.

On the campfire was a small pot, and steaming heat dissipated as the flames burned.

The aroma of rice mingled with the fragrance of chicken permeated the air.

Su Mu led the girl to the campfire and let her warm herself by the fire. He picked up a small bowl and ladled some soup from the small pot. The aroma of rice and chicken wafted from the steaming pot onto the girl's long eyelashes and into her nose.

"Eat."

Su Mu said.

The girl looked up at the man, her long eyelashes glistening with moisture from the steam, then lowered her head again, letting out a soft "hmm" through her nose, before holding the small bowl and eating in small bites.

The warm chicken congee flowed into my mouth and into my taste buds, like parched land receiving the nourishment of spring rain.

It was delicious and comforting.

Before she knew it, the girl had finished the small bowl of chicken porridge. Even though she had finished it, she still stuck out her tongue and gently licked the bottom of the bowl.

"There are many more."

A gentle male voice came from beside her, and then the small bowl that had been empty was filled to the brim again by the man.

Although she wanted to start eating quickly, the girl didn't continue. Instead, she looked at Su Mu, holding the bowl with both hands, and said, "Uncle, you should eat too."

Looking at the bowl full of chicken porridge that the girl handed him, Su Mu shook his head: "I don't want to eat it."

"But Uncle is clearly very hungry!"

The girl still held the bowl in both hands: "If you're hungry for too long, you'll die. My sister and brother both died because they were hungry for too long."

Girls who frequently endure hunger can understand the feeling of being starved.

She didn't want her uncle to end up like her sister and brother...

They starved to death.