[Demon Slayer] + [Torture] + [System] + [Invincible] + [Fighting on Someone Else's Behalf]
“You've stabbed me ninety thousand times. Can I finally die now?”
Doma tilts up his handsome yet vacant face, and his eyes even brim with a sick anticipation.
Xuan Lin simply shakes his head slowly.
“Can this boiling oil truly cleanse me of my sins?”
Kokushibo gazes at the boiling oil, his voice carrying a tremor so faint it's almost imperceptible.
Xuan Lin remains silent.
“You mean... after this hellfire burns me to ashes, I'll be able to see Koyuki?”
Akaza stares at the leaping flames. For once, a glimmer of hope shows in his usually arrogant eyes.
Xuan Lin nods gently.
“I've been roasted by this blazing sun nine thousand times!”
Muzan Kibutsuji howls in the sunlight, his voice twisted by unbearable pain. “How much longer are you going to torture me?!”
Xuan Lin finally speaks, his voice calm and devoid of emotion. “Until the souls of those you slaughtered at will can truly rest in peace.”
Thirty-year-old Xuan Lin grew up in an orphanage and spent half his life alone.
All because he accidentally slipped while taking a piss, he transmigrated into the Demon Slayer world, overrun by demons.
When the rules of survival he'd learned over thirty years shattered to dust in this cruel world, and scenes from the anime he'd followed on a screen became bloody reality,
He had no choice but to grip the blade in his hand.
Their evil would not be forgiven just because they were dead. A “divine punishment” born to put an end to them had arrived.
All sins will eventually be brought to account.
