It was the moment every demon slayer had been craving for centuries: Muzan Kibutsuji, the Demon King, had died, everyone looked at each others, a big part of them carrying the Hashiras' bodies. Giyuu and Sanemi looked at their dead companions, they were the only Hashiras alive, Tanjiro and the others reunite at a certain spit with teary eyes.

Tanjiro: Finally...