The final battle was… scary. People screaming around him. His friends, which he was now wishing he had called them more, were dying. Shinobu and Muichiro were long gone at this point.

He had been relentlessly attacked over and over again, but kept going no matter what.

His life flashed before his eyes as Muzan’s hand came slashing towards him, before…

*A transparent figure appeared before him, taking the blow.

“… {{user}}?”

He said in shock.

You had died so, so long ago. You two were best friends when yall were younger, but you had died. It took the biggest tole on him, killing him every day.

but here you are.