Timeskip: 3 years
(Tsuki is 15 years old now... I think.)
Masayoshi's POV:
Talent. it's something everyone has, you just have to figure out what your talent is. Some are more talented than others in some field, while some are less.
Witnessing Tsuki's growth in these 3 years he started training properly, was a sight to see.
A genius in the art of combat. The kind of genius no one has ever seen.
His swordplay, which was already astonishing 3 years ago, is already at the levels of the highest-ranked swordsmen of The demon slayer corps.
His skills in hand-to-hand combat can rival even the masters who specialize in unarmed martial arts.
His Hamon however... Is something else entirely, he has managed to incorporate it in his swordplay, which is almost an impossible feat to achieve.
2 completely different breathing styles, Hamon and his so-called Moon Breathing, he managed to combine the two, that alone speaks of his genius, he managed to do something no one in the world other than him could.
All of these alone make him the most talented swordsman... No, the most talented fighter would be better to describe him.
What makes him truly a terrifying opponent...
Is his talent to copy his opponent's techniques.
Well, Enough of that, it's time to wake him up, after all the final selection takes place in two weeks, and it takes around 13 days to get there.
I got up and went in his room, he was still sleeping, "Kiddo, wake up you gotta get going, you don't wanna be late do you?" I soon him awake and he slowly opened his eyes,
"Morning dad, is it time already?" he asked, and I nodded to him, "Yeah, it's time, get dressed." I told him and went out of his room and into the basement.
On the wall, was a katana, my katana to be precise, "Hey there old friend, guess you didn't expect me here huh?" I chuckled a bit reminiscing my time in the corps.
I unsheathed and examined the blade, it was as sharp as ever. I gave it a few swings and another wave of nostalgia hit.
I got out of the basement and saw Tsuki dressed in some simple clothes, "Here kiddo, this was the Katana I used back in the corps, treat it well." he smiled slightly and took the blade from my hands.
Damn... Now I don't want to let him join the corps, don't get me wrong, I know of his strength but I still can't help but worry.
"Now, go and don't come back unless you retire, because I might change my mind." He smiled and nodded, before giving me a hug and running off.
Niku, did I do the right thing?
POV change: Tsuki
3 years. for 3 years I trained, to be like that man from my dreams, he is the reason I picked up the sword, I can now say with confidence that I am as strong as him.
With that one of my goals is achieved, and my second goal is to eradicate the demons that haunt the world. I've thought long and hard about this, and I decided that I wish to do this, even if it means risking my life.
Timeskip: 13 days
Finally i'm at my destination, Mount Fujikasane, the mountain where wisteria flowers bloom every season from the mountains foot to the slope.
As I finished admiring the flowers, i heard a really loud voice behind me, "Hello! I see you are also here for the final selection am i right?!" I turned around and saw the owner if the said voice.
He was tall a bit shorter than i was (Tsuki is 183cm tall.) he had a large smile plastered on his face, two golden eyes and yellow hair with red streaks.
"I am Rengoku Kyojuro! Nice to meet you!" He introduced himself and bowed slightly.
"I am Anenokoji Tsuki, pleasure to meet you." I introduced myself and also bowed, would be rude if I didn't, "And you are correct, I'm indeed here for the final selection."
His smile seemed to grow wider, which i didn't think was possible "I guess we best be on our up the mountain then! We don't wanna be late!" He spoke and passed by me, I turned around and followed behind him.
This guy… he was really enthusiastic about all this, seemed like a good guy too… the only problem is that he is… really loud, no way he's gonna do well in the stealth part.
The two of us arrived at the top of the mountain and took a look around there was a man in some uniform i assume he's the host for the final selection? Aside from him the two of us were the only participants seemed like we were quite early.
The host I assume nodded at acknowledging our presence, I nodded back and sat down beneath a tree and Rengoku-san sat beside me.
I decided to start a conversation, there was nothing to else to do to pass time anyway, "Hey, Rengoku-san why do you want to be a demon slayer?" I asked as he turned his head towards me and spoke, "My father is a demon slayer as well! I also want to follow his footsteps! What about you? Why do you want to become a demon slayer?!"
"I wanna help people, that's all." I answered and out of the corner of my eye I saw other people also coming up the stairs, katana's indicated they were here for the exam as well.
"Rengoku-san, the exam should be starting soon now, see you after the exam I guess."
"UmU! After the exam it is!"
We both moved closer to the group of people in the middle, the host for the exam gave a quick glance at the participants including us and spoke.
"Greetings, I welcome you all to The Final Selection!"
(Didn't update this in a while I know, the storyline this fanfic was supposed to follow got deleted And my pc also doesn't work anymore which kinda destroyed my motivation to write things, so I stopped writing for a while right now I'm on my phone. Also i started another fanfic, and decided to continue this too, the updates will be all over the place but I promise I'll finish this sooner or later.)