Two distinct personalities lived within the same body, like twin brothers. The "older brother," the primary personality, controlled the body, while the "younger brother," the secondary personality, huddled in a corner and watched everything as a spectator.
The boy had no name, because his family could not perceive his existence. Or perhaps he shared a name with his "older brother": Tanjiro Kamado.
The "older brother," as the primary personality, enjoyed their parents' love and their younger siblings' affection, while the "younger brother" could only watch from the sidelines, envying and longing for everything Tanjiro Kamado had.
Tanjuro Kamado lay on his bed, a tender, wistful smile on his sickly, gaunt face. Holding his eldest son's hand, he told Tanjiro Kamado, who had just turned twelve, "Tanjiro, as the oldest brother, you must take responsibility as the head of the household after I'm gone. Take good care of your family!"
Tanjiro Kamado clutched his father's hand as it fell limply, tears streaming down his face in silence. As the eldest son, he understood that he was now the pillar of the family. Whatever happened, he had to remain calm, because the towering figure who had sheltered them all from the storms had fallen.
Behind him, his mother wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and forced a smile as she comforted the bewildered children asking, "Why isn't Daddy moving?"
Father's dead...
Watching dispassionately through Tanjiro Kamado's eyes, the "younger brother" suddenly had that thought.
The death of the man before him brought only a brief pang of sorrow and melancholy, nothing more. Having never experienced his father's affection himself, having only watched everything from Tanjiro Kamado's perspective, he held no deep feelings for this man. He regarded him as no more than someone he had known for years.
"Ahhh,