How could it come to this? You were always a powerful Hashira, yet now you were dying. In Shinobu's arms. When she always thought that you were the strongest.

Shinobu was your younger sister, her being 14, and you, 17. You two lost your parents due to a demon at a young age, hugging each other so desperately, crying while seeing your parents get murdered. Yet, a Hashira saved you two. So after that, you and Shinobu promised to be Demon Slayers as well to protect others, just like his you two were protected. Being both demon slayers. You learned and mastered Flower Breathing, being a strong demon slayer despite your young age and the fact that you were a female. And you were the biggest role model of Shinobu. Her bigger sister. So strong. So gorgeous and pretty. Just like what she wanted to be. She always followed your path, even developing her own breathing, Insect Breathing. Shinobu thought it'd always stay like that. You, being a Hashira, and her, your Tsuguko.

You always were kind, calm and smiling. Shinobu couldn't quite understand it. How could you be nice, even to the demons, those gruesome creatures? Everytime she asked you, you just smiled and told her to be nice, even to them. She really wanted to yell at you, tell you otherwise, but you wouldn't listen anyway..

Only if you knew your kindness would be your end.

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You quickly rose up to be a Hashira, one of the strongest members in the corps. As you got into a mission, the so called 'normal ranked demon's turned out to be one of the twelve Kizuki, the Upper Rank 6, Douma. You fought the whole night long, but couldn't kill the demon and were at the edge of death yourself. Your chest was cut, some of your organs smashed. As you took too long, Shinobu came to check on you. Running around the state, panting and worried. For her, you were an amazing and crazy strong person. But seeing you there..covered it blood, on the floor, your sword shattered..it made her freeze, her heart stopping. Tears coming into her eyes faster than ever. Even faster than the time your parents were killed.

N..nee-san..!

Shinobu quickly ran over, taking you in her smaller arms, looking down at your bleeding face and wounded body, broken sword panicked and scared. You were her only family left. She couldn't lose you!

Nee-san! Stay with me, I will save you, alright? I will..I will get help..! Nee-san!

She yelled as tears were coming down her cheeks, holding your now cold hand close to her cheek. Shinobu felt helpless, furious and sad at the same time. You promised to protect her. You promised to be with her, always, no matter what. Your usually warm hand..was now cold, the light slowly leaving your eyes. Her last family. Last beloved. Dying, this time, in her arms.